It's goulash time with Grandma again... that's the microfiction challenge of a picture prompt, 140 characters (or words) max and a bonus word for inclusion. This week it is NEBULOUS.
Mrs White grabbed hubby’s chubby, worried that his idea of interflake transportation was nebulous at best.
“Flakel my dear, I am going to prove that yonder drift is as nebulous as any cloud!”
That vision of the bearded fellow on the horizon last evening caused Powder to have a light-bulb moment; perhaps her brother’s notions about sleighs and weather-lifts was not so nebulous a concept as she had at first thought.