“2+2=5”
School House Rock* #quote
It wasn't me! The butler did it! Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The Last Component
“You don't get it! I need that last spell component!” The
desperate wizard yelled at the shopkeeper. The wizard pounded his
fists on the counter his blue robes shaking from the force and his
large, pointed wizarding hat tilting forward.
“Look. We're out of stock.”
“I used a spell to locate components. I know you have it.”
“Fine. We're out of ones to sell to new customers. Everything we
have in the back stuff already bought waiting to be picked up.”
The wizard pulled out his wand and pointed it at the shopkeeper with
a harsh glare. Angrily pointing his wand at him was the closest thing
he could get to a threat without saying something. “I don't care
about the other customers. Give me that spell component. It's the
last I need for a spell I need to cast.”
“What could you possibly use such low level pixie dust on that's
so important?”
“That doesn't matter to you.”
“I'm not giving it to you.”
“Yes you will. I'll pay you double. No triple it's price.”
“I'm not going to take product from loyal customers who already
ordered it just because you're offering me a little more money on
something as cheap as pixie dust. Please leave before I have to kick
you out of the store. You're causing a ruckus. Go get it somewhere
else.”
“It's sold out everywhere else in town! I need it now! Give it to
me! I'll pay you ten thousand times the price. Just give me the pixie
dust! Right now!”
“I don't know what kind of low level spell you so desperatly need
but if you need to pay that much for it...well that's a price for
me.” The shop keep laughed. He tried to remain loyal to customers
but for ten thousand times the price...well that was enough for him
to take it from the other customers that ordered it ahead of time.
Heck he would buy teleport tickets and pick some up later to replace
it at last minute if he had too.
The wizard got his pixie dust and rushed out of the shop and into a
nearby alleyway where no one could see him. He then cast his spell.
It wasn't a strong spell. A bit stronger than the shop keep expected
but still very weak. It was a spell that needed pixie dust.
He cast an illusion spell to keep himself looking human, for not
only was he a human but a demon. A demon who reforms his ways and
wishes to live a just life cannot live among demons but among other
races like humans. So long ago the demon decided to become human. And
this was one day he had quite some difficulty getting the normally
common pixie dust for his monthly illusion spell.
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