boil, boil, boom

“What are you doing?”

Aldyn rolled his eyes behind the tome he was studying and decided not to answer, it was perfectly obvious that he was reviewing for tomorrow’s test.

A hint of fear crept into Hult’s voice when he addressed his roommate again, “Seriously, Aldyn, what are you brewing over here?”

Aldyn peaked over the top of his book and took in the hearth, the large fire burning there, the cauldron suspended over the flames with a steady stream of thick smoke pouring up the chimney, and Hult nervously standing nearby.  Everything, other than his busybody, cowardly, roommate looked as it should, so Aldyn scoffed, “That’s the potion for tomorrow’s final.  It looks fine to me.”

“Mine didn’t look like this when I brewed it two days ago,” Hult looked between the cauldron and his roommate, but Aldyn had already shifted his eyes down into his studies and missed the real fear bubbling behind Hult’s eyes.

“Whatever.”

Hult backed away from the fire.  He wanted to be as far from it as possible, but he didn’t want to leave Aldyn with the combustible creation either.  He had too strong of a moral compass to leave his peer to suffer the consequences of his nonchalance and arrogance.  His eyes quickly searched the room for something he could use to either remedy the impending disaster or extinguish the flames before the reaction proceeded further.  But, there was nothing that could help, and his steps carried him all the way to the door.

“I think you should probably dowse those flames and start over, or come with me,” Hult pleaded as he opened the door.  “I promise I’m not pranking you.”

Aldyn didn’t look up and waved his roommate away with an exasperated flick of his right hand.

Hult closed the door behind him as he entered the hallway and then sprinted in search of a professor.

The concussive explosion reverberated around him and tossed him forward before he’d reached the first flight of stairs.

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Word Count: 333

This tale of magic, potions, and studies, brought to you by this week’s Trifecta Writing Challenge:

It was interesting to look at all the new words that officially came into existence during the last year. Unfortunately, they are so new they haven’t had chance to get a third definition yet. But after delving into a list of new words and meanings which have come into English over the last fifty years, you can see many old words have changed their meaning. There are some crackers. And one of them is your Trifecta 109 prompt.

Enjoy!

WHATEVER
1.  (pronoun) a: anything or everything that
b: no matter what : regardless of what
Used in questions that express surprise or confusion
2.  (adjective) a: all the
b: any ; any … that
Used to refer to something that is not known
3.   (adverb) Used to show that something is not important

Remember:
• Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
• You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
• The word itself needs to be included in your response.
• You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above.
• Only one entry per writer.
• If your post doesn’t meet our requirements, please leave your link in the comments section, not in the linkz.

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46 thoughts on “boil, boil, boom

    • Hult went above and beyond as far as I’m concerned. I guess, though, when you live with someone you do kind of feel responsible for them even if they aren’t the nicest… or the smartest.

    • The explosion? The unconcerned roommate?
      I’m thinking back through my college memories and can’t remember a single instance when my roommate tried to blow me up. Though, I might have to tried blow him up a couple times…

  1. Boom, boom, boom – let me hear you say Wayo (Wayoooo). I know Venga Boys (although I’m pretty sure wayo is spelled wrong :D). I love the story. It’s hard to feel bad for the arrogant little berk. I totally pictured Hult doing one of those Hollywood slo-mo leaps through the air as a fireball expanded in the background 🙂

  2. THAT was quite an impressive piece !! I loved how you have used this new word in your story. And I knew that from the start, studying IS deadly…It can kill 😛 Amazing story !

  3. Kitchen rules apply to magic potions, too…….never leave a boiling pot unattended! Ignorance of the rules is no excuse for being blown up, I’d say. Tough lessons learned while studying. Good story. Btw, the Venga Boys had a minor hit in Canada a year or so ago and were routinely mocked for it but, at least, I can join the ranks of those who have heard of them, at least. Take care. 🙂

    • I’m not sure being part of the ranks there is something you want to readily admit. 😉
      Glad you liked my story.
      I thought the kitchen rule was “a watched pot never boils?” I always walk away that helps speed things along, right?

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