[rockosaur]

Theres a sweet smell in the air coming from a small stand cover in shade. You hear someone singing under the shade, coming closer you see a cow sitting singing softly to a record player, across to it were tables covered with jams.

"Oh excuse my silly singing I do get distracted often" the heifers gaze falls on her jams. "Silly me, you probably came over to look for something!", " I sell an assortment of jams feel free to take a look!"

Rules/ Guide:
- A new prompt will open every day as Aziraphale loves to hear story of other people's lives, it reminds them of reading a good book!
- Most prompts will revolve around what if
- Min word count will always be 100 and max word count is 600 words always
- Prompts will end at 12am est (except for today April 13th)

[rockosaur]

Day 7:
"Oh how fun it's been talking to you all, now that I've asked you a question involving you in a bad situation what about a good one..."
What if you had three wishes (and no wishing for more wishes)? What would you wish for?

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Prompt day: Day 7
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Prompt day winners:
Day 1: results up on page 4, Day 2: results up on page 7, Day 3: results on page 9, Day 4: results on page 12, Day 5: results on page 14

[Areater]

Username: Areater
Partiepent name: darla
Prompt day: 1
Propt response: darla chuckled. "now, i know i ought to pick honey, but to be honest, i prefer it straight - just chewing on a fresh piece. no, for jam, i think i'd like a nice fruit one...maybe wild strawberry? those used to be my favorite when i was a little calf - i was always looking for them. i bet they'd make a nice jam, and it would remind me of my childhood." although by no means ancient, darla was one of the oldest buttermilks in the herd, and she had gotten used to being seen as 'the old one'. however, thinking about a fresh homemade jam made of small, sweet berries brought her back to her childhood, prancing around and foraging for treats. "and, well, if you added a little bit of honey, i'm sure i wouldn't mind," she added with a wink. [141]

[BadgerBuddies]

Username: BadgerBuddies
Participent name: Nutmeg
Prompt day: 1
Propt response:
Nutmeg spent awhile surveying the seemingly endless amounts of jams being offered for sale at this lovely little Farmer’s Market booth. She really had to think about which variety to get, as she had already stocked up on fresh produce for her mile long list of planned recipes to try out.

The brown heifer kept going back and forth between this and that, she was having so much trouble just picking one. Maybe she should pick a jam to compliment one of the planned dishes she wanted to make with the fresh produce and other things she had already picked up at the market? Or should she go with a jam that would be best suited for a dessert to serve after one of her dinner dishes? The possibilities were endless.

After what seemed like forever, Nutmeg confidently swiped a jar of apricot jam. She had a few recipes in mind, such as hamantaschen, which she loved with either apricot preserves or chocolate in the middle. She had never made it herself, so that could be fun! Or, she could use it to make her own twist on rainbow cookies, which usually use raspberry jelly, which she tolerated for the sake of the cookie, but it was not her favorite. “Maybe this apricot jam would create the best rainbow cookie know to Buttermilk!” Nutmeg whispered quietly to herself, excited nonetheless, as she studied the jar.

(235)

[BiscuitTheDog]

Username:
Participant Name: Carmie
Prompt day: 1
Prompt response:
Carmie's nostrils flared as she took in the scent of the stand. There was one in particular that stood out to her.
"Blackberry Jam," Carmie mumbled under her breath as she grabbed the jar. Carmie looked to the stand owner, Aziraphale, and then back to the jam.
Carmie unscrewed the lid and stuck the toes of her hoof in, drawing it out and licking the jam off. The taste was oddly familiar...
Carmie put the lid back onto the jar and set it down. She leaned against the stand as she recalled the memory and relayed it to Azi.
"I remember that my mother's favorite fruit was blackberries. When I was still at my old home in a factory, my mother would take me across the field (when we were allowed out) and ask me to help her look for blackberries. She told me that when she was young, blackberries were one of the first solid food she'd ever eaten, and she'd loved them ever since. But when she was taken to the factory, she'd never eaten anything remotely tasty ever again. But when she was allowed out onto the field, she knew that there were tastier things waiting.
We searched. We searched for a long time. It was on the second week of searching that she finally found it- a small blackberry bush hidden in the shade of two old trees. Every day since my mother went there and picked blackberries. I quickly found the sweet fruit to become my favorite too, and not because it had been the only fruit I'd been eating for a while. I'd found myself having more energy, and when I shared some with my friends, they were livelier to.
Unfortunately, when the owner of the factory found out what we were consuming, he uprooted the bush, along with most other fruit plants in the area.
It was good while it lasted. I had fun times with my mom during then.
Fun times..."
Carmie was smiling at the ground with a blank look on her face when the buzzing of a fly knocked her back into reality. She flicked her ears, smiling at Aziraphale. She picked up the blackberry jam jar.
"I'll be buying this," She said.
(373 words)

[Ravendarus]

Username: Ravendarus
Partiepent name: Savannah
Prompt day: 1
Propt response: "Oh goodness..." Sav said softly as she walked through shop curiously as she gazed at all the jam jars curiously examining each flavor carefully. She loved many flavors of jam but what one got to her the most? She thought about it carefully, strawberry was a classic jam but it wasn't one she would jump up for. She looked at the blackberry or blueberry and shook her head, they were delicious, but no, not the ones the wanted. She looked at them stopping at Peach. Her eyes lit up as she drew in it's aroma with a soft whiff, before she beamed. "yes... yes this is the one." She said gently. "It reminds me of my home on the orchard... we grow peaches there..." She said gently. "This is my favourite jam. Please may I buy some?" She asked gently. (140)

[acadicus]

Username: acadicus
Participant name: Eider
Prompt day: 1
Prompt response:
Eider thoughtfully gazed over the colorful assortment of jams exhibited in front of him, swishing his tail as he pondered. He was no expert in the art of jams -- not by a long shot. He accepted a couple of samples and immediately knew which one he wanted. Once the spoonful of the jam was on his tongue, visions of old picnics and starlit storytelling flashed before his eyes. The taste of the jam filled Eider with bittersweet happiness. It was the taste of long-forgotten memories. It was the taste of summer. It was the taste of before.
"I'll take the peach-and-honey jam."

[♔Voltaire♔]

Username: ♔Voltaire♔
Participant name: Dakota
Prompt day: 1
Prompt response:

Dakota's amethyst eyes peruse the shelves, her eyes stopping when she finds her favorite flavor, a soft smile reaching up to sparkle in her eyes. She approached the shelves quietly, carefully selecting the jar and cradling it in both of her hands and examining the product inside.

"Strawberry jam has been a favorite of mine since the beginning," she starts, looking to the heifer, the smile still present on her lips, "It was the first thing I learned how to make, actually. I do a lot of canning myself so things like this are my forte- you've done such a wonderful job, and it smells so lovely in here. My grandmother; she was the one who taught me how to can and pickle vegetables as soon as I was old enough to be able to help her in the kitchen. Her jams were always the greatest thing I had ever tasted, but her strawberry jam was known for being her best work. I wish she could see me now, doing the thing she loved most of all." (177 words)

[paopu]

Username: paopu
Participant name: you know it's gotta be Crowley
Prompt day: 1
Prompt response:
The only reason they were in this blasted market in the first place was that they'd heard a certain someone was going to be there. Needless to say they'd expected little more than a quick drop in for a dash of pleasant banter before they were inevitably whisked away on their day not this...mess the day had been. They'd gotten lost no less than three times and ran into more than a couple unfortunate souls before they finally found the face they'd been looking for. Really, it was nothing short of a miracle that their mood wasn't worse when they managed to greet the other cow. Or, well, more specifically it was the sight of Aziraphale that cleared their bad mood like sunshine through clouds. Regardless their hello was a pleasant one. As was their mood as they listened to the lighter cow ramble about jam as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. When the question came Crowley blinked, yellow eyes moving from Aziraphale for perhaps the first time since they'd approached the booth, to all the options before them. They didn't waste any time picking up one that they knew was their tartan clad companion's favorite. If it found its way into a pastry that eventually found its way to one of Aziraphale's stashes, then that was their business.

[Venatici]

Username: Morghettio
Participant name: True Hospitality Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=3880248#p129850043
Prompt day: 2 - What if you were free to go anywhere in the world where would you want to go?
Prompt response:

When cornered with the question, Howdy takes a lot of time to think.

It is admittedly very difficult: Howdy has had the freedom to go pretty much wherever he wants. Howdy just... does not really have much of a desire to go anywhere. Living in a hotel while he is back home is what he enjoys: a very simple life, devoid of having anyone's life being in his hands as a medic. As long as someone does not pose the question, Howdy does not state he works in any capacity for the military.

Even if Howdy would want to go somewhere, given the work he does and did on the expedition, Howdy would not be surprised if they granted him clearance for whatever he wanted: if not for the sake of Howdy's skillmanship, but for the sake of being Prescott's best friend and equal.

It takes him such a long time to answer because Howdy just.. does not have an answer. He just tries to think on the spot when he feels the silence is too uncomfortable.

"Well, I reckon I'd go anywhere this jam would'e been! I might hav'ta follow it the rest of my life!"

[ 197 / 100 words ]