The Cake Batter

The Cake Batter

We crawled along trying not to lose our balance on the slippery slopes. I turned around and spoke to Jack who was behind me. ‘Do you think we will reach in time to have a good meal? Yesterday we were ten minutes late and all of us had to go hungry.’

‘Well, let us hope for the best and try to move as quickly as we can,’ replied Jack. Jack was always like that. Trying to make the best of things with a never say die attitude. I glanced behind myself and looked at the long queue stretching behind me. I doubted we could reach in time. 

Our leader William who was leading, stood erect and bellowed, ‘Buck up everyone if you want to have any dinner.’

Slowly we covered the distance to the destination inch by inch. We waited to take a rest for a few minutes. We were very close now. I grinned at the thought of the meal that awaited me at journeys end. To my utter horror, I suddenly saw a human hand picked up the cake batter and shove it into the oven. Our entire ant community had to go without dinner one more night.

Author’s Note: This short piece is written in response to the photo prompt provided by Fandango for Susan’s Sunday Photo Fiction. Find the other entries here.

14 thoughts on “The Cake Batter”

  1. Iain, I am looking at the round peice you see as batter meant for making edible cake. It is in the kitchen near the sink and not in the bathroom. The ants are not visible and they are making their way to attack the sweet batter. I guess I am leaving too much to the imagination maybe. 😀😀

  2. Yikkeess!! I was expecting a sweet treat near the dinner time, but it turned out to be quite the opposite! Good one! Unexpected turn in the story! # surbhireads #MyfriendAlexa

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