So I was at the mall this morning, and passed a shop called “Yogurt Extreme.”

Yogurt. Extreme.

At first, I thought this nonsensical. How, exactly, is a food Terry Pratchett describes as “cheese that’s not trying hard enough” extreme? Don’t most people eat frozen yogurt because it lacks any kind of dietary extremity?

But then I got to thinking.

Yogurt does contain colonies of live cultures. It’s a living organism. Maybe it’s a living, thinking organism. Maybe it’s upset about the treatment its received from us. Maybe it’s a hive intelligence.

Your mission, and I hope some of you choose to accept it, is to write a brief premise — or a whole story — about extreme yogurt.

I’m eager to see what you come up with. Winner gets published on this very page, and as a guest on my new fiction blog.

Speaking of my new fiction blog, I’ve posted a new story you can enjoy over the holiday.