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Little Rebecca Carmichael was definitely different from other seven-year-olds. While most kids her age still believed in the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus, Rebecca told herself that she had outgrown those figure characters and was surely ‘too old’ to believe in such ridiculous feats of imagination.
And while some kids would actually dream about these same fabled creatures, there was only one thing that Rebecca dreamed about and one thing only.
Her mother’s famous homemade cherry blueberry pie. Her mother had just baked it earlier that same day and no words could have described just how much Rebecca loved her mother’s pie.
Oh how the child longed for the delicious pastry. A sugared cherry filling baked into a warm dough crust decked and decorated with an assortment of sweet cherries and blueberries smothered in a blanket of red strawberry syrup. Just the thought of the dessert was enough to make the child’s mouth water and at two minutes to midnight, Rebecca was awakened to a familiar growling in her tummy. She could no longer restrain herself. She wanted pie .
Though her mother had told her that the pie was reserved to be shared another day, even her mother’s authorative words were not enough to quell the hungering temptation grumbling from within the child’s stomach as Rebecca fantasized about sinking her teeth into the delightful baked dish. And in that one moment, as she pictured the slice of pie as real as if it was directly in front of her, Rebecca finally gave in.
One, teensy, weensy little slice wouldn’t hurt anyone, right? That was the only thought on Rebecca’s mind as she quietly crept out of bed and into the hallway.
With only her teddy bear as her stuffed protection, Rebecca tiptoed her way towards the staircase leading downstairs. She paused only briefly in her walk to take a swift peek at the bodies of her parents slumbering inside their respective room. And when the child saw that both mother and father were sound asleep, she heaved a sigh of relief as she continued on.
And down the stairs Rebecca went, taking one soft step at a time. She was only at the foot of the staircase when a sudden strange noise reached Rebecca’s ears. It did not take her long to realize that the weird ruckus from coming from inside of the kitchen. As the seven-year-old turned on the lights and made her way into the small house kitchenette, she was met with a sight that nearly made her jaw hit the floor.
The kitchen was a mess. Its once spotless mignonette floors were now stained with pools of different concoctions of varying colours and as she peered closer, Rebecca discovered the reason why. The garbage bin located to the side of the counter had been knocked over, its contents of past days including empty soda bottles and old fruits and vegetables spewed out carelessly across the floor. But it was not the mess that had caught Rebecca’s attention. What had Rebecca’s eye was what was sitting at the center of the kitchen.
Seated on the floor, it’s back turned to the young spectator, was…a giant panda.
At the sight of the bear, Rebecca dropped her teddy bear and gazed at the creature with eyes as wide as dinner plates.
It was that panda.
Earlier that night, she and her parents had listened in on a television report that a giant panda had recently escaped from the local zoo and had been sighted in her neighbourhood. Despite all those indications, never in Rebecca’s wildest dreams would she had believed that that panda---the same panda that had escaped from the zoo—the one that she believed couldn’t possibly be real, would have actually found its way into her house and yet here it was right before her very eyes.
Even though the lights were switched on, it appeared the panda had not acknowledged this and was therefore oblivious to Rebecca’s presence for it was too preoccupied tending to something in its hands, its large fingers fiddling with an object that Rebecca could not see.
Upon closer inspection, Rebecca soon realized that the object in the panda’s possession was a slice of pie---a slice of pie that was previously part of the whole cherry blueberry pie that her mother had baked.
Her pie.
As to what had happened to the rest of the pie as well as the plastic container it was previously secured inside of, Rebecca had no clue. The little girl couldn’t even comprehend how the large animal had managed to obtain the pie in the first place when had been safely perched on top the shelf of the highest cupboard in the kitchen.
All she knew was that the panda had the last piece of pie and was about to devour it as it dangled the pastry from its left paw, holding it closely to its opened mouth as its pale pink tongue lapped at it hungrily.
And in that split second, as she stood like a deer in the headlights with her jaw hanging and her hands cupping her face in shock, Rebecca did not know what surprised her more.
The fact that there was actually a two hundred and twenty pound fugitive panda sitting in the middle of her kitchen…or the fact that the black and white tyrant was about to make a morsel of the last bit of her precious cherry blueberry pie.
…So much for her midnight snack.
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Finally it's done. My entry for the "Plans Gone Wrong" Contest and with only minutes to spare XD. And what worse plan gone wrong than you come down to get a midnight snack and find a panda already beat you to it.
Thought I'd add a little story to it to. I have no idea if that pie was cherry blueberry. Just hope DA would let me slide with that one XD. I worked really hard on this and I hope I do well ^^
Wish me luck.
Medium used: Copic Ciao markers
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Image size
5754x4428px 29.72 MB
Make
Canon
Model
CanoScan LiDE 100
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This is quite sympatic