The Girl Who Lived (With A Goat Lover)
Jazz had never been quite normal. But she'd never been strange either – freakishly intelligent and highly career focuses, but not strange. And it was on a perfectly normal day that her life changed.
She left her house as usual forgetting to eat breakfast and started out heading for her college on foot. On her way she had a small encounter with a truck attempting to back over her – from a driveway no less – and a very strange encounter with a couple of goats. ("Our leeeaderrrrrr!" "WTF?!")
Jazz got to college a little late and much more stressed than usual. And things only got stranger, faking an illness, Jazz fled home before the hoard of curious frogs and locked herself away to study cough go on AIM and Mega Glomp cough.
Meanwhile, on a nearby street, overlooking the house of Jazz, the Fairy Queen, Claridore, stood.
"Ah, my dear Helena, never have I seen a cat sit so awkwardly,"
A small crash sounded as the cat fell backwards off the ledge, emerging a moment later as the Dark Fairy, Helena. "Well, I got bored just sitting on a brick wall all day! It was amusing…"
"Why weren't you celebrating Mega Glompia Day like the rest of our world?"
Helena shrugged, not saying a word and Claridore shook her head, but said nothing of her sister's strange escapades. There was work to be done.
"Where is the child?!" Helena asked, wide-eyed.
Claridore smiled soothingly, "Timify is bringing her,"
"But- Claridore, you surely don't trust that pedophile with Lenni's child?!" Helena exclaimed, covering her mouth when she realized what she'd said.
But Claridore merely shook her head, "Helena, the child is his too, anyway I would trust Timify with my soul," she declared proudly.
All of a sudden, with a clatter of hooves and a whimper of pain, Timify fell from the sky, astride his flying pony. Claridore rushed to his side and Helena scooped the child cradled in his arms away as Claridore helped him from the pony's back. Timify grimaced in thanks, free to cradle his abused crotch now that the child had been taken from him. Helena traded the child off to Claridore, taking Timify's arm to lead him to the low brick wall where she'd spent the day.
Claridore headed to the steps of Jazz's home, while Helena and Timify nursed his wounded groin in the street. Gently placing the small bundle down, Claridore pulled a letter from her bra, dropping it gently onto the child's middle.
"Good luck, Tennifer," she said softly, heading back to the others.
"May the force be with you," Timify added gravely and together they left to get absolutely smashed – on a sugar high of course.
And Tennifer turned over in her thin, hypothermia-inducing blanket, no idea that all over the world, computer obsessed, caffeine addicted, mostly-insane Mega Glompers were glomping and cheering on the child's name – long live Tennifer Tblz, the first of the first generation of born Mega Glompers.