Weekend Freewrite 3/10/2018: 3 Prompts: Father O'Brien's Funeral

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This is my first 3 Prompt Weekend Freewrite, 3/10/2018 initiated by @mariannewest. Let me explain how it works for those of you who don't know. "You get 3 prompts and write 5 minutes on each prompt, creating one story. Each prompt is in a separate post. No peeking until each one is finished." Part 1 is the first sentence, which is the prompt. Part 2 is Prompt 2, which is a sentence to be used first as a continuation of your story. Part 3 is Prompt 3; the dramatic twist. I put the prompts in bold so you can see how it works.

I was dressed in a completely inappropriate shade of pink. Any shade of pink was inappropriate for Father O'Brien's funeral, especially my hot pink outfit, and I stuck out like a sore thumb. All of my other outfits were at the cleaners. Darn, I knew I should have borrowed an outfit from @deirdyweirdy, since her whole closet is filled with nothing but black. That would have been the most appropriate attire for a priest's funeral. It had been eons since I was in a church, and I was there was because Father O'Brien was my cousin. The church was packed. All of the scorned looks and sneers that I got were nothing compared to the looks and shouts of disgrace when @wonderwop walked in. He was a pallbearer and was wearing a huge, solid silver skull necklace...AND...a large, skull and crossbones belt buckle.

We were drinking champagne and losing our shirts. That was when complete mass hysteria broke out. Others joined in, drinking champagne, shouting, singing, and the church choir belted out songs, but things quickly got out of hand. With every shout of "Blarney!" shirts were thrown in the air. The nuns began to pass out and they were dropping like flies. I sent a text to @deirdyweirdy and asked her to bring me one of her outfits. My shirt went missing and I needed to cover up quick before the cops came. @deirdyweirdy arrived and I changed into the black outfit she brought for me; I was finally dressed in black. I knew I could count on her because we are a team known as, "The Prompt Deliverers" and we work together like a well-oiled machine. Before @deirdyweirdy arrived, she had been working on a new prompt: "speech" and was coming up blank. She sat on the pew and chugged a glass of champagne, before calling @mariannewest to suggest a different prompt. All of a sudden, @deirdyweirdy stood up on the pew and gave the speech of her life; killing it, when she described how to celebrate the life of a deceased loved one. A nun was so impressed with her speech, that she jumped up and shouted, "Yes! This is indeed a celebration of Father O'Brien's life and Yes! He would have wanted his funeral to be just like this one!" The nun heard sirens in the distance and helped all 3 of us escape through a secret exit of the church.

We ran to @deirdyweirdy's van, but we were in no shape to drive. That was the day Lillian learned to drive. "Sister Lillian," that is. Would the cops ever expect a nun wearing a black habit, driving a black van with black tinted windows, of helping the 3 freewriters in black, to escape from the havoc they caused? I sure hoped not! All because of an inappropriate shade of pink outfit that was worn to a priest's funeral. But, then again, you shouldn't be surprised of the chaos that can be caused when you put 2 or more freewriters together in the same room; even when one of them is a cat.

Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah, this took me longer than 15 minutes to write, but you all know how hard it is to stop when the bell rings.

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