Marco had one obstacle in marrying Celia...
A crowd of people left a circus tent, after a show from the famous Prospero the enchanter. Marco entered the Tent to see Prosporo packing up his props. Swishing his fingers, Prospero's objects automatically packed themself in his suitcase.
"Mr Bowen," said Marco.
"Your Marco, aren't you?" said Prospero.
" I'm going to get right to the point," said Marco. "I know your an old fashioned man. So I came here to ask, if I, can have your daughter for the rest of my life? Because I need to know."
Marco thought: say yes , say yes.
Prospero sneered and said,"you'll never get my blessing till the day I die. Tough luck my friend but the answer is no!"
Then Marco burst out saying: "Man why you gotta be so rude? Don't you know I'm human too. Also the competition is over. There shouldn't be anything restricting us! Screw this tradition. I'm gonna marry her anyway."
" Your not getting my blessing, because you've shown one too many magic tricks to that fortune teller Isobel Martin!" proclaimed Prospero.
"What, how can you know about that?" asked a surprised Marco.
"Your enchantment relayed signals of Dna to me and your mentor, whenever you connect with someone emotionally, beyond the normal state of liking. Basically, whenever you start loving someone their Dna signature is relayed to us, so we know who you are loving."
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