I have to say I was thrilled when I read the prompt at The Head's Office and couldn't wait to get writing! Hopefully this will be a lighter piece than my previous two efforts. I'm not going to tell you the prompt, see if you can work it out for yourself!
Ceri stared at the canvas in disgust. She'd completely foozled her attempt at painting the cat. However much she tried to convey his smugness, all she'd managed was to make him look constipated! Mind, it was hard to concentrate with the brabble from the twins in the background. She wasn't sure what it was about this time, probably whether Dr Who or Chuck would be a better ally against an army of CIA robots.
She stood up with an air of determination. "That's it!" she thought. "I need a growlery for all my projects! Somewhere I can hear myself think!"