Bubble Juice at the Cemetery

The dead were settling in under their mud roof and something was shuffling overhead. Everyone knows not to disturb their sleep. Everyone except …

“OMG Brad. A date night at the cemetery is like such a great idea!”

“Thanks Sally. I brought a picnic basket!”

“Charcoalery, charcelery, charcoocher, meat and cheese. Yum!”

“And don’t forget the bubbly!” said Brad.

“Champa… Bubble juice! You know what that does to me,” giggled Sally. 

“I know,” leered Brad, “I know.”

“Bad boy!” she giggled again.

“Fuuuuuugghhh,” moaned Edward. 

Mrs. Edward gave him a look.

“Edward Edward III if you don’t go up there and tell those two to knock it off I will. And God help them and you.”

“Fuuuuuggghhh,” moaned Edward.

Mrs. Edward moved towards the door.

“I’m going, I’m going. Sheesh woman you sure are bossy undead,” said Edward as he shuffled to the door.

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This is for a dVerse prompt: Write a piece of flash fiction of up to or exactly 144 words, including the given line in the order in which it has been given. You may add or change punctuation, but you may not add words in between the given ones.

The given line:

“the dead were settling in under their mud roof
and something was shuffling overhead”

I hope you enjoy! 😊