Sorry this is so short... I haven't had a lot of writing time lately. After
Christmas, I should be posting regularly.
"May I please see Mrs. Pearl as soon as possible?" I asked Mrs. Dragonsnap.
"Fine. Have a seat." she snapped. I smiled a little, then took a seat. Today on the coffee table was a novel that someone had left behind, titled "The Wish That Went Wrong" by Gypsophelia Jarrin, and a copy of the previous month's "Wish List" magazine. I flipped through it until Mrs. Dragonsnap told me I could go see Mrs. Pearl.
I went into her office and sat down on the chair.
"Good morning!" he said brightly.
"Good morning, I have a major problem and I have no idea what to do about it, I detest my client." I announced.
"Oh dear, I've heard this one before." she remarked, half to herself.
"What do I do? I didn't learn about anything like this at the college!"
"They always do seem to leave out the most important things, don't they? Terrible clients, giants that don't like the way Englishmen taste... you sort of have to learn about these by experience" she remarked.
"Well, you've had a lot of experience. What do I do?" I demanded.
"Work through it. You'll come up with something." She peered at me. "Yes, you'll come up with something. My advice for coming up with it is to finish your assigned job first. That will pretty much take care of the basic idea, that being to get Cinderella married to the prince, then you may tweak the project all you wish."
I sighed. "All right. But I have a confession to make."
"Yes?"
"I like the stepfamily. They don't exactly qualify for an "evil" rating. More like incredibly patient." I groaned. "How bad is that?"
Mrs. Pearl laughed. "Not bad at all. It's perfectly normal. You see, we rate the 'victims' by how desperate and miserable they are when they make their wish. As you can see, the system isn't perfect. Cinderella got an 8.3 out of 10. She's miserable, all right, or at least she was when she made the wish."
"Knowing her, she was miserable because she didn't have a carriage as fine as the prince does." I muttered under my breath. Mrs. Pearl heard and laughed again.
"It's a possibility." she admitted. "We really ought to change the system, but it's quick and easy, and MOST of the time, we get pretty close."
I sighed. "All right, then. I'm off to plan a wedding."
"That's the spirit." Mrs. Pearl said, and patted my arm as I stood to leave.
"May I please see Mrs. Pearl as soon as possible?" I asked Mrs. Dragonsnap.
"Fine. Have a seat." she snapped. I smiled a little, then took a seat. Today on the coffee table was a novel that someone had left behind, titled "The Wish That Went Wrong" by Gypsophelia Jarrin, and a copy of the previous month's "Wish List" magazine. I flipped through it until Mrs. Dragonsnap told me I could go see Mrs. Pearl.
I went into her office and sat down on the chair.
"Good morning!" he said brightly.
"Good morning, I have a major problem and I have no idea what to do about it, I detest my client." I announced.
"Oh dear, I've heard this one before." she remarked, half to herself.
"What do I do? I didn't learn about anything like this at the college!"
"They always do seem to leave out the most important things, don't they? Terrible clients, giants that don't like the way Englishmen taste... you sort of have to learn about these by experience" she remarked.
"Well, you've had a lot of experience. What do I do?" I demanded.
"Work through it. You'll come up with something." She peered at me. "Yes, you'll come up with something. My advice for coming up with it is to finish your assigned job first. That will pretty much take care of the basic idea, that being to get Cinderella married to the prince, then you may tweak the project all you wish."
I sighed. "All right. But I have a confession to make."
"Yes?"
"I like the stepfamily. They don't exactly qualify for an "evil" rating. More like incredibly patient." I groaned. "How bad is that?"
Mrs. Pearl laughed. "Not bad at all. It's perfectly normal. You see, we rate the 'victims' by how desperate and miserable they are when they make their wish. As you can see, the system isn't perfect. Cinderella got an 8.3 out of 10. She's miserable, all right, or at least she was when she made the wish."
"Knowing her, she was miserable because she didn't have a carriage as fine as the prince does." I muttered under my breath. Mrs. Pearl heard and laughed again.
"It's a possibility." she admitted. "We really ought to change the system, but it's quick and easy, and MOST of the time, we get pretty close."
I sighed. "All right, then. I'm off to plan a wedding."
"That's the spirit." Mrs. Pearl said, and patted my arm as I stood to leave.