I was looking through reddit again and found this prompt. You are Larry the Llama, who has spent his entire life in an enclosure owned by a sadistic farmer. Tonight the farmer got drunk and left the gate open. I dropped the sadistic part and… well you can read on. :>)
Larry the Llama ran back to his two brothers, Darryl and his other brother Darryl. “Guys. Guys! The gate, it’s like open,” Larry said.
Darryl and other brother Darryl just kept eating grass. Larry jumped up and down. “We can leave. We can run out there into the world and see everything,” Larry said.
Darryl looked up, but other brother Darryl kept eating. “What places?” Larry repeated. “Well I heard the farmer’s wife talk about this place called the village where they have coffee shops and grocery stores where they give you food.”
Darryl went back to eating, but other brother Darryl now looked at Larry. “I don’t know what coffee is,” Larry said. “I also don’t know what kind of food they have. It might be better grass, or maybe fine hays from way over that horizon. Imagine the possibilities.”
Both Darryls looked at Larry. “Hey, there isn’t a wolf or mountain lion around every corner,” Larry said. Darryl went back to eating, but other brother Darryl cocked his head. “But that fence is there to keep us in, to oppress us.”
Both Darryls turned their back on Larry and kept eating grass. Larry snorted. “Fine, you guys be sheep. I’m going to explore out there and live a life you guys wish you had the guts to do,” Larry said.
Larry ran to the gate. He proudly and defiantly stepped out of the gate. He stood there, basking in his glory before running back into the pen and closing the gate behind him. Larry could hear the snorts of laughter behind him. “Laugh all you want, but someone has to be the responsible one around here,” Larry said. He turned around to challenge the Darryls, but even he had to start giggling as he watched them roll on the floor, laughing.