Scibbles
(Noun): The plastic on the end of shoe and bootlaces
This was the day the war did not happen.
The men, prepared for battle, knowing that they could die, slept with some difficulty, but they knew it was for a good cause.
The lieutenants, majors and colonels, relying on their inner timepieces, were aware of what they were about to face. They, too, slept fitfully, wondering what the dawn would bring, and who would survive the first wave.
The generals in charge of the mission slept well, especially one who felt that his five-star title was not enough and that this moment would secure his place in history. He would be proud to see how his men fared and died with honour.
The men, lieutenants, majors and colonels all rose as soon as reveille hit the air. They were out of their bunks and beds without as much as a word from anyone higher up in the chain.
The generals also arose with the whistling high notes of the horn, ready to take their men into the ugliness of combat.
And they all had to stop and consider something rather unusual…
Their shoelaces…
If they had known there was a spy in their midst, they would not have suspected that removing all laces and leaving new ones all scibble-less would be a successful tactic. They would probably laugh if they knew the other side faced the same problem. Probably...
So hard to lace up...
So much time wasted...
The war would have to wait…
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Comments (11)
They actually do have a word for them. They're called "aglets". Hard to decide which is more fun to say.
Cool ending. The war will have to be delayed
Whoa, I think we’re gonna need more…
Whoaaaa, how do you even come up with these ideas? Loved your brilliant story!
agree with Dana! Love your imagination
a wonderful piece of writing.
Kendall, Scibbles can launch World Peace! ✌🏻
Scibbles? Bro, those are aglets. Phineas and Ferb made a whole song about it and the crowd was going until Doofenshmirtz's invention erased the memory of it from their minds making them not care about aglets at all, except for Candice! It was a really good episode. Though, I guess scibbles sounds like a word that would only exist within a family and even be passed down generation to generation. Gotta suck for those army guys. I heard the opposition has velcro.
Not what I was expecting but an interesting observation. I have tried to lace shoes without the plastic ends and it's a real pain. Well done!
neat word
Fascinating word creation and well explained in so little words.