Just a Yarn Cake Minding His Own Business

this day started like any other day.  a yarn cake just minding his own business, whistling a happy tune even.

and then DANGER struck!!! " NO!!!!!!!  HELP!!!!!!"  he screamed.

but his cries were in vain.

did the beast eat our yarn friend?  did she pull his yarn end and make him dance across the floor before getting tangled within his strands with a satisfied sigh of contentment?  tune in tomorrow (or maybe the next day -- tomorrow being more of a general time in the foreseeable future rather than actually the day after today) to find out.

this play in three acts is my entry in hannah's bittersweet contest.   i just discovered her thanks to oiyi.