“Alas,” the teacher wailed to her third grade class. “I have broken all my rulers for you ungrateful students!”

Becky, the class genius, coughed and raised a hand. “Mrs. Wells, maybe you shouldn’t get so angry when we’re not behaving.”

“Whatever do you mean!” Mrs Wells howled, holding up the split ruler that she had just whacked on her desk in fury.

*Prompt readers interrupt the writer.*

“The prompt says RULES not RULERS.”

Penny Dreadful puts down her phone and rubs her eyes.

“Ohh!” She says. “Never mind then. Better luck tomorrow!”