DOUGHNUT DISTURBS
PROMPT: “THE DOUGHNUTS HAD FAILED TO DE-ESCALATE THE SITUATION…” Now you would think an anthropomorphic sugar-cop could handle just about anything but not this. “The Red Hot House is on fire.” “Well call the fire department then Cruller!” Cruller was a Cruller Doughnut. He also happened to be the chief of police. “This is the fire department, Glazed!” Glaze was an aptly named Glazed doughnut with a tendency to stray from the point. “Or rather it was.” Glaze’s eyes idled over as Imperial Officer Chief- IOC for short- burst from the blaze looking even shorter and redder than usual. “Oh. Right.” “Well this is a Jam.” said Cruller’s deputy joining the scene. “The worst I’ve seen in some time B. C.” B. C. rolled her eyes. “You say that at least once a week.” “STOP BANTERING AND SOMEDAY SAVE MY FLAMING FIREHOUSE!” IOC screeched as the scent of scorched cinnamon filled the air. “Alright, ya hot head cool it!” B. C. called “I could sit on him?” Glaze offered. “No no, we don’t ...