“Be a good neighbor.”
Dick Dastardly* #quote
There are times in life that you should stand your ground and fight.
And there are times when you should get to the chopper. Anyway onto
the flash fiction!
The Fairy's Mischief
“Okay, you know what you have to do,
break into the Smith's house, take Mr. Smith's keys and tuck them
away into the couch.” Jessica the fairy said while her wings
sparkled.
“B-but, they're nice people, and
their cat sleeps on the couch. And the cat's really mean. I don't
like cats.” Sapphire responded. She was another fairy but with much
prettier wings and a cuter face. Though she would never admit it
Jessica envied Sapphire.
“One 'kitten incident' and you won't
get near a cat huh?” Samantha, another fairy, and the tallest out
of the three(towering at an inch) said, “Remember what our guardian
fairy said, every fairy has to deal with animals while accomplishing
their duties. Kitten incidents are not uncommon, especially with kids
like us. Get over it. I had a kitten incident too remember. Little
fuzzkins down over at the Fugersons, but you don't see me whining
about it.”
“Get over it? You wet your bed last
night!” Jessica laughed.
“Shut up!” Samantha snarled.
“Point is me and Jessica have both done our Mischief to show we
aren't just wimpy goody goody fairies and are willing to get bad.
Jessica here spilled a recyclable garbage can all over someones
driveway and I mixed up someones colored and white clothes. See, we
showed we could be bad faeries. We don't always have to help sick
people or bring good fortune to the unfortunate, we can also live on
the edge, be rebels. Or are you too chicken?”
“I'm not chicken! I can be a rebel!
I can be a bad fairy! I can hide some keys in a couch whether or not
there's some stupid cat!” Sapphire said while her wings and legs
trembled.
“Then what are you waiting for?”
Jessica smiled.
Sapphire flew to the house away from
her longtime friends. They had been friends since their wings had
sprouted, which is as far back as they could remember. Faeries
attempting Mischief was expected. Truly the question was what and
when.
The Smith's house was very plain, with
a simple design. Almost like something out of a 1950s advertisement,
though its paint was fresh and new. Sapphire passed through the
window's glass. If you could see through it, a fairy could pass
through it. Same rules apply to thinks like liquids. However this is
why faeries fear the dark above all else, they could get trapped
somewhere very easily.
She also needed to be extraordinarily
careful not to be seen. She would have a tough time explaining to her
guardian fairy the reason she had used up some fairy dust. She
couldn't tell her that she had been out doing Mischief and needed to
use the fairy dust for that. Sapphire immediately ducked to the
floor. Mr. Smith was watching television in his favorite chair. He
like any other civilized human had clocked out from the rest of the
world. Sapphire bolted to the kitchen counter and grabbed the keys
then flew to the couch. The cat was fast asleep.
But as she was crawling along the
couch she caught the smell of it. The smell of peanut butter
chocolate chip cookies. She turned her head around to see Mrs. Smith
pulling them out of the oven. No, no, no, no, no, she though over and
over again. She was almost there. In moments she could put in the
keys in between the cushions. But the smell. Mrs. Smith had baked her
favorite kind of cookies. It was almost like she had known. Like Mrs.
Smith had baked the cookies just to make sure that she couldn't hide
the keys. Sapphire started to fly away from the couch, keys still in
hand towards the cookies. She had to have just a taste. She figured
if she was careful, she could slip in and grab a bite. But they were
still hot. She debate if her fairy mouth could handle it. Then she
realized that no matter how stealthy she was she was still holding
the keys. Ah! The original mission! How to steal the cookies
distracted her. Stealing? She shuddered. Hiding keys was one thing
but now she was thinking of stealing? She was going to do Mischief to
show she could be a tough, rebellious fairy but stealing cookies was
way too hardcore for her. She had get out of there before she became
some sort of super criminal delinquent fairy! Sapphire flew faster
than she ever had before, returning the keys to their original place,
then passing through the window rushing into her friend's arms
crying.
“What happened!?” Jessica yelled.
“I couldn't do it! I tried to do it,
but Mrs. Smith, and the smell tempted me, then I thought of stealing,
I mean doing one bad thing, but, but, if I stayed,” Sapphire cried
harder and harder, “I could have become a terrible person, maybe
even one of those crazy serial killers you see on television that
cuts people's wings off. I don't want to become evil and cut people's
wings off!”
“I'm sorry, but did their cat hit
you on the head or something?” Samantha was concerned for her
friend. “You know what, we'll find you an easier Mischief next
time.”
“Next time?” a stern voice
bellowed from behind.
“G-guardian fairy Annabelle! What a
pleasure!” Samantha smiled with fear.
“Y-yes, what a lovely surprise.”
Jessica added.
“Now do you understand what Mischief
can do to you?” the guardian fairy glared at them. Some guardian
faeries would yell at the fairy children they watched over. She just
glared.
“Yes.” they all said together.
“Good. But still you must be
punished for doing Mischief. As soon as we get home you are all
grounded for a month.”
“What!? No flying? For an entire MONTH!?” all three of the fairy
children yelled together.
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