Something silly just for fun and to stretch the old writing muscles
Jenks yelped and fell to his knees as the room around him shifted violently, first to the left, then to the right. He gripped the walls on either side of him with all his might, taking in deep gulps of air as his stomach lurched in a cruel imitation of the room’s gyrations.
He fought the urge but finally returned the favor, rearranging its contents and depositing them on the floor in front of him.
After a moment, he recovered and staggered to his feet. Taking an uncertain step forward, he groaned and wiped his forehead with a sweaty paw.
A short distance away, Jake and Gary stared at the terrarium.
Then the first bell rang.
As they walked toward their desks, Gary said, "Um, I don’t think gerbils are supposed to throw up on the wheel like that.”
Jenks glared at their retreating backs.
Everybody’s a critic.
Haha.