Drabble Time!

A drabble is an extremely short work of fiction exactly one hundred words in length, although the term is often incorrectly used to indicate a short story of fewer than 1000 words. The purpose of the drabble is brevity and to test the author's ability to express interesting and meaningful ideas in an extremely confined space. However, sometimes, drabbles can function like MadLibs.

Go HERE to put in your own adjectives, adverbs, verbs, nouns, etc. information to auto-generate the drabbles encoded by Halrloprillalar. After I put in my choices, I hit "Drabble Me" once and then refresh once. Here're the results of my labors...

The Fettered Terror Of The Snow
      It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Josefina and Wulf went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Josefina hit Wulf in his neck with a big gleaming iceball. It hurt a lot, but Josefina kissed it verily and then it was all better.
      Then they decided to make a snow man.
      "We'll make a really hopeless snow man!" Josefina said.
      "Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Wulf said. "That would be more iridescent and politically correct."
      "I know," Josefina said. "We can make a snow bull. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."
      So they rolled the snow up tediously and made a dejected snow bull. Josefina put on a horse for the leg. The bull was almost as big as Wulf.
      "It looks frivolous," Josefina said joyfully. "But it seems like it's missing something."
      "Here," Wulf said and held up an adoring beef. "I found this by the pond." He put the beef onto the bull's head.
      It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the bull, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like a ship with full sails unfurled.
      Wulf screamed fretfully and ran but the snow bull chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow bull laughed him huskily.
      "Nobody does that to my little Incandescent Brandy," Josefina screamed. She grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow bull through the lip. It fell down and Josefina kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.
      "You saved me!" Wulf said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.
      The beef lay in the yard until an addlepated child picked it up and took it home.