Hi all this is just something that crossed my mind last summer
I sort of found it today and like to share it with you
I have no idea where it is going.
The lost son of the sugar fairy
"Hey you up there. A little help"
Spencer was in deep thoughts when a sudden small sound drew him back to his surroundings. He was in his room trying to get himself busy on an uneventful Saturday morning.
"what ?"
He turned around to look at the source of the sound. But nothing met his eyes
"Down here you stupid baboon"
Spencer lowered his head down to the carpet and his eyes went wild with astonishment and disbelieve.
Down next to the newspaper that he just dropped was a very tiny girl. Her hair was pink and spiky. She was flapping her little white wings madly, trying to get the papers off her leg.
"Will you help me or not?"
"y -y- you are tiny"
"No duh. A fairy much?. Just close your mouth before i zap a fly in there and help me will ya?"
Spencer sat down on his knees and lowered his head down to this struggling creature and his brain started analyzing the situation
"Ok. Fairies do not exist. Short people are not this short and above all they do not have wings. I haven't been drinking. This must mean i am hallucinating. I am hearing voices and now i am seeing things that...
"oh for the love of tinker bell would you shut up and get this hideous thing off of me i think my leg is broken . And after that would you brush your teeth? Your breath stinks"
Spencer was flabbergasted he felt his face redden by this tiny creature
If this is a hallucination than my subconscious is probably presented by this fairy. Apparently even my subconscious can patronize me .
In the middle of his thoughts, Spencer was oblivious to the fairy muttering in anger …and few seconds later his lips were magically zipped (yes, with a real zipper)
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So… what do u think?
As a language I suck…
but as an idea?
