Chapter I;; Smiles

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Smiles. Why did fairies smile? It only made them look like idiots. Their wide open mouths only screamed that their true pain was being hidden. No one could be so happy they wanted to smile. Could they. He didn't care. Fairies and their big smiles were idiots. He did think of Anti Wanda, his loving wife, who smiled because she was dumb. "Hey anti - cozzi?" speak of the devil. "What dear?" "You were jus' sittin there and you was talking to yourself, so what 're you talking 'bout?" Anti Cosmo rolled his eyes at her grammar. "Nothing Clarice. Please just go." "Why?" "Because I said so!" he realized that might have sounded like yelling. He watched her smile fade.

Seeing Anti Wanda without a smile was like ice cream without the cone, it just wasn't her. She anti-poofed away sadly. "Clarice?" just leave her, she's an idiot anyways. "No." he started floating around the house. "Clarice? Clarice? Anti-Wanda?"

Then a single rose lay at his feet. He picked it up. It's sharp thorns pricked his fingers, with blood at his finger tips he looked at it. A note was taped on it. Dearest Anti Cosmo, you've made the wrong choice. Now you will die. All of you will die. My roses are acid, but not in the way you think. Thinking, that's what you do the best. Now, put down this rose and look around. You are all alone. -anonymous-