Doughnuts and Peanuts

Day 55

A tiny voice called from behind the chair:

"hey guess what"
"What?"
"PEANUTS!"

It was junior, little did he know the barrels were coming... And today he'd save the world.

The barrels were circling, the signs were written in the stars. Vultures circled with fate on their side. I thought it was the end, said my prayers and made peace with God. So there I am on a muddy road on the outskirts of civilisation, when one little boy invokes the power word that renders barrels inert.

"HEY GUESS WHAT"
"Not now junior, can't you see there's a barrel apocalypse coming?"
"NOPE! :-) DOUGH-NUTS!"

The barrels tried their power move as they felt consciousness slip away, spilling all their contents on the ground and rolling toward me slowly. Junior,  amazed that screaming doughnuts could knock over a trash bin, began screaming it over and over while laughing his face off.

"DOOOUGHNUTS!"
"PEANUTS!"
"DOUGH NUTS!"

Everything might turn out ok.