Writing Challenge: Expand a short sentence into one longer sentence

"That's not it."

Mother sends me down to the chest freezer in the basement with instructions to bring up the brisket, and I go and rummage around in the tightly-wrapped packages, hoping to pick out the right meat, for a wrong choice will require another trip down the stairs, so I choose a likely package, and deliver it to Mom, and she looks at it, then looks at me, and says, "No, that's not it."

Next prompt:

Natty haggled.
 
Natty haggled.

Crowds made walking through the marketplace difficult, but Natty skirted his way to Stellan's stall, and touched a finger here and there upon all the strange contraptions, and settled upon a mechanical timepiece, with jeweled movement, but Natty figured that time was cheap, and he haggled, and he not only beat the vendor, but time itself.

Next prompt:

Pop goes the weasel.
 
Nellie considered herself a friend to all living creatures, especially those that seem to be at best taken for granted, and at worst taken advantage of for nefarious human purposes or even rejected as not worthy of continued existence on this planet, so when she found a weasel cowering on her doorstep, soaked through and obviously suffering greatly from the cold, it was no stretch of imagination and effort for her to scoop it up into a towel and take it to her kitchen to be warmed and released, but she was totally surprised and brutally disappointed when, after considering her options, she put it in the microwave and set the power to "defrost," and suddenly, without warning, "pop" went the weasel.

Next: The sky darkened.
 
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