Once there was a human sized cat named Marlo. He had a long tail and pretty and curly whiskers. His mother's name was Patty and his girlfriend's name was Bobbilinda. He was a happy cat.
Marlo lived on a secluded island named Ga near the North Pole. Santa Claus was his best friend and they regularly met up with each other to have tea and maybe some cookies with green and/or red sprinkles.
One day, on the 5th of December, Santa Claus decided to start his annual toy production. Marlo went over to Santa's trendy upscale apartment to talk about Santa's business plan. Marlo was a very clever cat, and in no time at all, they were able to figure out the best way to go that Christmas.
When the meeting ended, Marlo licked some sprinkles off his paw and proceeded to leave. Suddenly, an elf ran into the room and screamed very loudly, his cute little hands on his smooth milky-white cheeks.
Marlo was frightened, and he ran away. Santa looked at the elf and told him to stop screaming. The elf dropped his hands and started to pant. "Sorry, oh wise Santa, but I bring grievous news. Your wife, Mrs. Claus, has fainted in the toy room and is now rendered unconscious."
Santa jumped up and ran out the door, leaving the elf in the living room. The elf shrugged and went to look in the refrigerator.
Meanwhile, Santa called Marlo on his cell and informed him of his wife's accident. Marlo rushed to the factory and went to comfort poor Mr. Claus, who was sobbing uncontrollably in the sick room, his wife's limp hand in his.
Marlo patted Santa's shoulder and left the room quickly and awkwardly, because he felt uncomfortable with crying men. He ran out of the factory and went home, where a plate of steak lay on the counter, with a note from his housekeeper.
"Sory I em out toddy, n-joy ure meal :)" Marlo sighed and ate his steak, then he went to his room to weep in silence. He was very tired, and his missed his brother Edward.
The next day, Santa called Marlo up. "My wife is better now. She's still a little weak though. The doctor says that we should go on holiday because there's too much stress in her life. Can you take over the Christmas plans for me?" Actually, Santa Claus was lying. He was sick of Christmas duties and he wanted to run away forever.
Marlo, being the good and faithful friend that he was, agreed immediately without thinking practically. Bobbilinda would probably have scolded him for it if she had been there, but Marlo was too happy with the thought that he was giving instead of receiving that Christmas. He totally had the Santa Claus complex.
He called up his father to tell him the news.
"Hi, how are you, Dad?"
"Good."
"I'm in charge of Christmas this year Dad!"
"Oh?"
"Yes, Santa has to take care of his wife so I'm doing it. Isn't that great Dad?"
"No."
"WHAT? WHY DAD?"
"Because."
"But he's my best friend! I need to be useful this year Dad."
"Unhh."
"Please let me do it! Allow me please, Dad."
"No."
"I'll be good I promise. Please please pretty please with a red cherry on top with sprinkles and icing sugar and chocolate sauce and chopped peanuts Dad."
"Okay."
"Thank you so much! I love you Dad!"
"Ditto."
"Goodbye! Have a great Christmas! I'll visit you and Mam after everything okay Dad?"
"Okay."
"Bye Dad! Give my love to Mam Dad!"
"Yes."
"Farewell Dad!"
"Bye."
Marlo hung up. He was exhausted. His father was a difficult man, but Marlo had managed well. He then went to go pick a fight with his housekeeper.
Soon, it was Christmas. Marlo had everything ready. All the auto-piloted jet planes were ready to send all the presents for the children. Also, the bad children were getting polyester underwear this year. Charcoal had gone up in price, so Marlo had to find something cheaper that also burned well.
Everything was set. Marlo was so pleased with himself. He sister Kae would finally acknowledge that he was not completely an incompetent ball of fur. The elves then notified him that it was time to send out the jet-planes. They gave him a silver controller with a big red button.
"Is that mine to press?!" Marlo asked, excited. "I have never pressed a button of such a pretty shade of red before!" The elves smiled at his noobness. "Just press it. Just press it. Just press it." they chanted.
Marlo took a deep breath and pressed the button with just the right amount of force. The elves cheered and everyone ran off to go to the after-party in Santa's basement. There were nachos, artificially flavoured cheeze-ballz, spaghetti soup and a small selection of chocolates with liquor injected inside.
Marlo took the chocolates and went outside where he gobbled them up while staring blankly at the night sky. It was all so beautiful he supposed. "Merry Christmas," Marlo whispered.
The next day, Santa came back from his holiday in the South Pole where he and his wife went to see famous penguins and attend a Jonas' Brothers concert. He raved about the 'other pole' to Marlo, who listened attentively.
"Thanks for keeping things in order man," Santa said, punching Marlo's fist-paw. "No problem dude," Marlo answered, feeling young again. "It was a great experience." Santa beamed. "I'm so proud of you, my besty." Marlo nodded sagely and then there was an awkward silence.
Marlo then stood up. "I've got to go man," he said. "Bobbilinda is waiting for me." The two said their goodbyes and went their separate ways to their respective appointments. Marlo ran out, feeling happy with the world.
... And they all lived happily ever after. THE END>
In his designer shoes
Prince Chad was so excited! Tomorrow was his 21st birthday. He was so happy because his parents had promised to throw him a grand party with confetti and girls and everything!
He had already picked out all his outfits for the occasion. He was going to wear a white and gold suit with all his princely medals on for the first two hours of the night. He was planning on being princely for a few hours then it would be time to get ready to change.
The next hour he would put on his dancing outfit complete with skinnys, purple tassels and royal blue stitching. That was when he was going to wow all the girls with his ultra-mega-super fabulous dance moves that were even better than all the boy bands in the world put together.
The next hour he was going to wear a lemon yellow suit with a tie made of orange Japanese silk with the words 'I love you' in 50 different languages. Of course, those words were romanized so that he would be able to read them. That was the time when he was going to tell many jokes and perform many tricks for all the girls and make them see his fun side.
The next hour he would wear a brown sweater jacket over a checked black and white buttoned and pocketed shirt with plain jeans and a beanie. In this hour he would play some indie songs on his guitar and maybe sing a little.
In the last hour he would wear a plain tuxedo and maybe he would dance a little until everyone left. He had it all figured out.
Chad rubbed his hands together gleefully. This was going to be the best birthday EVER!
The next morning, his mother woke him up. "Good morning mummy dearest. Today is my birthday!" he said sleepily. His mother gave him a kiss. "Look what I got you, Chaddy!" she exclaimed.
Chad sat up quickly as his mother passed him a big red box with a satin bow on it. Chad opened it up and gave a squeal of happiness. Brand new Yurie|Plonky designer shoes that hadn't been released to the public yet!
Chad gave his mother a big hug and jumped out of bed to try them on. "Wow, they fit perfectly!" Chad gushed. "Thank you so much!" he said, admiring his now lovely feet. "I'm glad you like them honey." The Queen said, beaming.
The rest of the day was a flurry of presents and flowers and servants running here and there, getting ready for the grand ball. But meanwhile, Prince Chad was in his room, getting himself ready for all the maidens in the land.
First he received a massage from the palace masseuse. It was a deep tissue massage that made him feel just great. Next Chad received a manicure and pedicure from the palace's best beautician. But of course he didn't get any nail varnish; he was a boy with very high 'manly self-esteem'.
Chad then got some last minute outfit tailoring before hopping into his bubble bath with moisturising soap-free scented flakes of goats milk and honey floating about inside.
So while the rest of the palace was getting hastily getting things ready, Prince Chad was soaking in his bathtub, listening to soothing opera music on his brand new water-resistant bathroom sound system.
Soon, it was time for the ball. Prince Chad was extremely excited. He beamed as all the maidens of the land gathered around to look at him. They were squealing and ooh-ing and aah-ing at him.
"He's so cute!"
"His smile is so adorable!"
"Oh he looks so manly!"
"He looked at me! Aaahh..."
"He looks even better in person!"
"I hope he chooses me for his wife!"
"Too bad, he'll choose me!"
Chad frowned slightly. He was a little puzzled by these last two remarks. Marriage...? Then he shrugged it off. Celebrities got these comments all the time. He beamed again.
When the receiving line was dispersed, Chad went to speak to his parents. They had a plate of hors d'oeuvres with them. Chad popped one into his mouth and spoke. "Haush zhe balrl?"
"It's all right. How are you doing, son?" the King asked. "Istsh vwerry gud." Chad said, smiling.
"Please swallow, Chaddy." the Queen said. Chad gulped the morsel and then grinned at his parents, seaweed on his teeth.
"Teeth." the Queen said. Chad rolled his eyes and walked away. "Wait! Chad! Come here!" the King called. Chad turned back, running his tongue over his teeth. "What?" he asked, a trifle rudely.
"Have you seen any girls that you like?" the Queen asked quickly. Chad nodded. "Yes I suppose. One or two."
"That's good Chad, because well-- Cass, you tell him." The King ate an hors d'oeuvre. The Queen looked at Chad. "Do you know the reason we're having this ball, Chaddy?"
Chad nodded. "To celebrate my twenty-first birthday." he said confidently. "No, no honey. That's just an excuse. We're holding this ball to find you a wife."
Chad's eyes opened wide with excitement. "YIPPEE!" he shouted. "I told you he'd be happy." the Queen said to the King smugly. "All right, all right." he grumbled.
"So go, Chaddy. If you find any nice girls, then bring them to meet us." the Queen said affectionately. Chad nodded quickly and then ran off. He looked at his watch. It was almost time for him to change into his skinnys.
He ran towards the door to the hallway. But suddenly something caught his eye. He turned his head and stared at the entrance.
He had already picked out all his outfits for the occasion. He was going to wear a white and gold suit with all his princely medals on for the first two hours of the night. He was planning on being princely for a few hours then it would be time to get ready to change.
The next hour he would put on his dancing outfit complete with skinnys, purple tassels and royal blue stitching. That was when he was going to wow all the girls with his ultra-mega-super fabulous dance moves that were even better than all the boy bands in the world put together.
The next hour he was going to wear a lemon yellow suit with a tie made of orange Japanese silk with the words 'I love you' in 50 different languages. Of course, those words were romanized so that he would be able to read them. That was the time when he was going to tell many jokes and perform many tricks for all the girls and make them see his fun side.
The next hour he would wear a brown sweater jacket over a checked black and white buttoned and pocketed shirt with plain jeans and a beanie. In this hour he would play some indie songs on his guitar and maybe sing a little.
In the last hour he would wear a plain tuxedo and maybe he would dance a little until everyone left. He had it all figured out.
Chad rubbed his hands together gleefully. This was going to be the best birthday EVER!
The next morning, his mother woke him up. "Good morning mummy dearest. Today is my birthday!" he said sleepily. His mother gave him a kiss. "Look what I got you, Chaddy!" she exclaimed.
Chad sat up quickly as his mother passed him a big red box with a satin bow on it. Chad opened it up and gave a squeal of happiness. Brand new Yurie|Plonky designer shoes that hadn't been released to the public yet!
Chad gave his mother a big hug and jumped out of bed to try them on. "Wow, they fit perfectly!" Chad gushed. "Thank you so much!" he said, admiring his now lovely feet. "I'm glad you like them honey." The Queen said, beaming.
The rest of the day was a flurry of presents and flowers and servants running here and there, getting ready for the grand ball. But meanwhile, Prince Chad was in his room, getting himself ready for all the maidens in the land.
First he received a massage from the palace masseuse. It was a deep tissue massage that made him feel just great. Next Chad received a manicure and pedicure from the palace's best beautician. But of course he didn't get any nail varnish; he was a boy with very high 'manly self-esteem'.
Chad then got some last minute outfit tailoring before hopping into his bubble bath with moisturising soap-free scented flakes of goats milk and honey floating about inside.
So while the rest of the palace was getting hastily getting things ready, Prince Chad was soaking in his bathtub, listening to soothing opera music on his brand new water-resistant bathroom sound system.
Soon, it was time for the ball. Prince Chad was extremely excited. He beamed as all the maidens of the land gathered around to look at him. They were squealing and ooh-ing and aah-ing at him.
"He's so cute!"
"His smile is so adorable!"
"Oh he looks so manly!"
"He looked at me! Aaahh..."
"He looks even better in person!"
"I hope he chooses me for his wife!"
"Too bad, he'll choose me!"
Chad frowned slightly. He was a little puzzled by these last two remarks. Marriage...? Then he shrugged it off. Celebrities got these comments all the time. He beamed again.
When the receiving line was dispersed, Chad went to speak to his parents. They had a plate of hors d'oeuvres with them. Chad popped one into his mouth and spoke. "Haush zhe balrl?"
"It's all right. How are you doing, son?" the King asked. "Istsh vwerry gud." Chad said, smiling.
"Please swallow, Chaddy." the Queen said. Chad gulped the morsel and then grinned at his parents, seaweed on his teeth.
"Teeth." the Queen said. Chad rolled his eyes and walked away. "Wait! Chad! Come here!" the King called. Chad turned back, running his tongue over his teeth. "What?" he asked, a trifle rudely.
"Have you seen any girls that you like?" the Queen asked quickly. Chad nodded. "Yes I suppose. One or two."
"That's good Chad, because well-- Cass, you tell him." The King ate an hors d'oeuvre. The Queen looked at Chad. "Do you know the reason we're having this ball, Chaddy?"
Chad nodded. "To celebrate my twenty-first birthday." he said confidently. "No, no honey. That's just an excuse. We're holding this ball to find you a wife."
Chad's eyes opened wide with excitement. "YIPPEE!" he shouted. "I told you he'd be happy." the Queen said to the King smugly. "All right, all right." he grumbled.
"So go, Chaddy. If you find any nice girls, then bring them to meet us." the Queen said affectionately. Chad nodded quickly and then ran off. He looked at his watch. It was almost time for him to change into his skinnys.
He ran towards the door to the hallway. But suddenly something caught his eye. He turned his head and stared at the entrance.
There, standing at the grand entrance, was the most beautiful creature he had ever beheld. She was wearing a gorgeous pink dress with silk ruffles on the skirt and... was that a designer lace flower in her hair??
Chad rushed to meet her. She was very sweet, and she smelled like the new rose scented fragrance by Bobby Henrietta."Why hello, miss." he said suavely. He smiled his heart-melting smile. The maiden just looked bored.
"You look pretty." Chad said shyly. The maiden bowed at him and walked away. Chad didn't notice her rudeness. He fancied himself in love.
"Where did you get that dress from?" he asked, catching up with her. The maiden turned her head away in disdain. "You're too low down to know." she said curtly.
"That's not true. I'm in the clouds..." Chad said dreamily. The maiden rolled her eyes. "Excuse me, but I'm not interested. What are you even doing here?" she snapped. Chad was surprised. "I'm here to ask you to dance. The music is starting."
The maiden shook her head. "No. I don't want to. I want to know where the prince is." Chad laughed. "I'm right here." The maiden looked Chad up and down. "Don't be so pathetic."
Chad was shocked. "But I am the prince!" he protested. Everybody in the hall was already looking at the two of them. "I am the prince!" Chad shouted. The maiden suddenly looked extremely embarrassed. "Oh dear, it's almost my curfew. Good night." she said hurriedly, running towards the entrance to escape.
Chad was terribly insulted. He ran after the maiden, intending to teach her a lesson, but the maiden was already halfway out the door. She was a wickedly fast runner, Chad observed. He couldn't catch up with her.
Chad arrived at the entrance, panting and perspiring. The maiden was already climbing into her goldish-orange carriage. Chad thought that it was horribly distasteful. Then he noticed that she had left her shoe behind. Chad picked it up. It was made of glass, and engraved into the heel was the initial 'C'.
Then Chad remembered that he was furious with the maiden. He ran after the orange carriage and threw the shoe at it. Thankfully, his aim was stellar, thanks to his archery lessons. The shoe smashed through the window at the back and Chad thought he heard someone say "Ow."
There. Now he was satisfied. He walked back into the castle and went to change into his next outfit. His birthday was going great.
"You look pretty." Chad said shyly. The maiden bowed at him and walked away. Chad didn't notice her rudeness. He fancied himself in love.
"Where did you get that dress from?" he asked, catching up with her. The maiden turned her head away in disdain. "You're too low down to know." she said curtly.
"That's not true. I'm in the clouds..." Chad said dreamily. The maiden rolled her eyes. "Excuse me, but I'm not interested. What are you even doing here?" she snapped. Chad was surprised. "I'm here to ask you to dance. The music is starting."
The maiden shook her head. "No. I don't want to. I want to know where the prince is." Chad laughed. "I'm right here." The maiden looked Chad up and down. "Don't be so pathetic."
Chad was shocked. "But I am the prince!" he protested. Everybody in the hall was already looking at the two of them. "I am the prince!" Chad shouted. The maiden suddenly looked extremely embarrassed. "Oh dear, it's almost my curfew. Good night." she said hurriedly, running towards the entrance to escape.
Chad was terribly insulted. He ran after the maiden, intending to teach her a lesson, but the maiden was already halfway out the door. She was a wickedly fast runner, Chad observed. He couldn't catch up with her.
Chad arrived at the entrance, panting and perspiring. The maiden was already climbing into her goldish-orange carriage. Chad thought that it was horribly distasteful. Then he noticed that she had left her shoe behind. Chad picked it up. It was made of glass, and engraved into the heel was the initial 'C'.
Then Chad remembered that he was furious with the maiden. He ran after the orange carriage and threw the shoe at it. Thankfully, his aim was stellar, thanks to his archery lessons. The shoe smashed through the window at the back and Chad thought he heard someone say "Ow."
There. Now he was satisfied. He walked back into the castle and went to change into his next outfit. His birthday was going great.
Odd (2)
"Hey-o honey!" Nan says to me on the phone. "To you too, darlin'." I say.
"I was wondering, would you like to follow me to a fight today after school?" Nan asks casually. I think awhile.
"Where will it be held?" I ask, uninterested. "Mmm, probably just outside school grounds." Nan says. I do not wish to go, so I tell Nan so.
"Please? Please, please Nadine. I don't like going by myself. Now that I'm a little older, I feel kind of self-conscious because I'm the only girl there!"
I feel a little sorry for Nan, but I still do not wish to go. Then I remember what Nan said a few days ago about seeing the Gorgeous Guy at a fight. Maybe the Gorgeous Guy would come by. I might be able to catch a glimpse of him.
"Alright." I say. "Thank you thank you thank you!" Nan squeals. "See you later bye." Nan hangs up and I go and lie on my bed.
"Nadiiiiiiiiiiiiine!" My mother screams. "Go and get ready for school!" I heave myself up and go to change. I wonder what I should wear...
I meet Nan on my porch and we start off for school. "You look nice." she says. I smile. "That's a relief." I breathe.
"What's happening today that you didn't tell me about?" Nan asks. I roll my eyes. Nan is so forgetful. "I only agreed to go to the fight with you because I thought ehem would show up." Nan looks at me, sort of dazed.
"Who?" she asks. I nudge her and then she goes "Ohhh..."
When we arrive at school, we meet Holly at the gate. She is looking at her phone. I poke her in the side and she looks up, mildly interested. "Oh hello. I didn't see you there."
"Who is tha-at?" Nan asks Holly, peeking over her shoulder at Holly's phone. Holly goes red and quickly stuffs her phone into her pocket. "We have to go for class." she says, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the school building.
I wave to Nan as I run to catch up with Holly. "Why are you hurrying?" I ask her. "I don't want to be late." Holly says curtly. So I just follow her, my thighs aching.
After school, I meet Nan at the school gate and we walk around the school fence until we reach a little crowd of noisy boys. "AGH! We're missing it!" Nan exclaims, running towards the knot of people.
"Fight fight fight fight fight!" Nan and the boys cheer. I look around for the Gorgeous Guy but to my disappointment fail to see him. I sigh and decide to watch the fight.
"Who are these people?" I ask Nan, pointing to two figures wrestling on the ground. "Oh, that's Teddy Lowe and Teddy Rye. Teddy Rye insulted Teddy Lowe by having his name, so they're fighting it out. Fight! Fight!" Nan pumps her fist.
I am stunned by such idiocy, but the fight seems quite interesting. Teddy Rye is attempting to bite Teddy Lowe's index finger and Teddy Lowe is punching Teddy Rye's calf.
Suddenly, Teddy Lowe's finger is bleeding. "OH!" Nan cries in delight. "Now we're going to sing The Blood Song," Nan tells me gleefully.
"Blood, blood, blood
It has been drawn, drawn, drawn
You are a brave man, man, man
So brave dear friend, friend, friend
So brave for your, your, your
Your blood, blood, blood
Has been drawn."
After they sing the word 'drawn', everyone spits onto the ground with a loud snarl. Then everyone (Teddys included) claps. I am thoroughly traumatised. I don't think I will be going to another fight ever again.
"I was wondering, would you like to follow me to a fight today after school?" Nan asks casually. I think awhile.
"Where will it be held?" I ask, uninterested. "Mmm, probably just outside school grounds." Nan says. I do not wish to go, so I tell Nan so.
"Please? Please, please Nadine. I don't like going by myself. Now that I'm a little older, I feel kind of self-conscious because I'm the only girl there!"
I feel a little sorry for Nan, but I still do not wish to go. Then I remember what Nan said a few days ago about seeing the Gorgeous Guy at a fight. Maybe the Gorgeous Guy would come by. I might be able to catch a glimpse of him.
"Alright." I say. "Thank you thank you thank you!" Nan squeals. "See you later bye." Nan hangs up and I go and lie on my bed.
"Nadiiiiiiiiiiiiine!" My mother screams. "Go and get ready for school!" I heave myself up and go to change. I wonder what I should wear...
I meet Nan on my porch and we start off for school. "You look nice." she says. I smile. "That's a relief." I breathe.
"What's happening today that you didn't tell me about?" Nan asks. I roll my eyes. Nan is so forgetful. "I only agreed to go to the fight with you because I thought ehem would show up." Nan looks at me, sort of dazed.
"Who?" she asks. I nudge her and then she goes "Ohhh..."
When we arrive at school, we meet Holly at the gate. She is looking at her phone. I poke her in the side and she looks up, mildly interested. "Oh hello. I didn't see you there."
"Who is tha-at?" Nan asks Holly, peeking over her shoulder at Holly's phone. Holly goes red and quickly stuffs her phone into her pocket. "We have to go for class." she says, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the school building.
I wave to Nan as I run to catch up with Holly. "Why are you hurrying?" I ask her. "I don't want to be late." Holly says curtly. So I just follow her, my thighs aching.
After school, I meet Nan at the school gate and we walk around the school fence until we reach a little crowd of noisy boys. "AGH! We're missing it!" Nan exclaims, running towards the knot of people.
"Fight fight fight fight fight!" Nan and the boys cheer. I look around for the Gorgeous Guy but to my disappointment fail to see him. I sigh and decide to watch the fight.
"Who are these people?" I ask Nan, pointing to two figures wrestling on the ground. "Oh, that's Teddy Lowe and Teddy Rye. Teddy Rye insulted Teddy Lowe by having his name, so they're fighting it out. Fight! Fight!" Nan pumps her fist.
I am stunned by such idiocy, but the fight seems quite interesting. Teddy Rye is attempting to bite Teddy Lowe's index finger and Teddy Lowe is punching Teddy Rye's calf.
Suddenly, Teddy Lowe's finger is bleeding. "OH!" Nan cries in delight. "Now we're going to sing The Blood Song," Nan tells me gleefully.
"Blood, blood, blood
It has been drawn, drawn, drawn
You are a brave man, man, man
So brave dear friend, friend, friend
So brave for your, your, your
Your blood, blood, blood
Has been drawn."
After they sing the word 'drawn', everyone spits onto the ground with a loud snarl. Then everyone (Teddys included) claps. I am thoroughly traumatised. I don't think I will be going to another fight ever again.
♫ My angel, my girls and my sunshine
"Can you feel my heartbeat? It's beating for you." Barney asked, gazing into Scarlett's eyes. She smiled at him, weakly and sadly. She hated Barney, but what could she do? She wasn't brave enough to tell Mother that she cared for the singing minstrel Donny.
"Our love should go on." Barney said, smiling at Scarlett. Scarlett nodded absent mindedly. Mother and Father wouldn't understand if she told them. Barney was new to town, extremely rich, and everyone in town admired him greatly. Scarlett thought him a most odious creature.
"For you, I love you, only you." Barney said, giving Scarlett a water lily from the lake. Scarlett forced a smile as the leaves dripped brown water onto her white dress. She frowned at the flower and threw it back into the lake when Barney was gazing at the sky.
" 'Cause you are my sun, the moon." Barney murmured. Scarlett winced. Barney was dripping with empty sentiment. She really could not tolerate him. He was such a dull companion.
"I called you butterfly," Barney said seriously. Scarlett wondered where he got all his random lines from. By this time, she had had enough. She didn't know why but she suddenly mustered up the courage to stand up in the boat and frown directly at Barney.
"EX-CUse me" Barney said loudly. "Oh stoppit." Scarlett snapped. "You're a sorry excuse for a person." Barney was taken aback.
"Just tell me why." he said solemnly. "You're so dull and stupid. I wonder how long you're going to keep all your dirty money." Scarlett said. "Also, you keep on saying things that don't make much sense."
"I-I was blind." Barney said sadly. Scarlett rolled her eyes. "I don't care. I'm leaving." She jumped off the boat and swam to the grass. "Goodnight." she called.
"I'll wait for you, (until the end)" Barney sang, off key. Scarlett ignored him. Barney shrugged. Another pretty girl had jilted him, just like in Kriqni, Falein and Garetroude. Ah well, he didn't want to marry anyone too smart.
He rowed his boat to the side of the lake and then climbed out. He pulled a pencil and a list from his pocket and sat down on the muddy grass. He looked at the list by the moonlight. He had already crossed out 3 names. Now it was time for a fourth.
Barney shook his head and put his things back into his pocket. "Next destination, Lompyae." he said, standing up and brushing the seat of his trousers. He climbed onto his waiting horse and rode off into the moonlight, singing,
"One more time!"
"Our love should go on." Barney said, smiling at Scarlett. Scarlett nodded absent mindedly. Mother and Father wouldn't understand if she told them. Barney was new to town, extremely rich, and everyone in town admired him greatly. Scarlett thought him a most odious creature.
"For you, I love you, only you." Barney said, giving Scarlett a water lily from the lake. Scarlett forced a smile as the leaves dripped brown water onto her white dress. She frowned at the flower and threw it back into the lake when Barney was gazing at the sky.
" 'Cause you are my sun, the moon." Barney murmured. Scarlett winced. Barney was dripping with empty sentiment. She really could not tolerate him. He was such a dull companion.
"I called you butterfly," Barney said seriously. Scarlett wondered where he got all his random lines from. By this time, she had had enough. She didn't know why but she suddenly mustered up the courage to stand up in the boat and frown directly at Barney.
"EX-CUse me" Barney said loudly. "Oh stoppit." Scarlett snapped. "You're a sorry excuse for a person." Barney was taken aback.
"Just tell me why." he said solemnly. "You're so dull and stupid. I wonder how long you're going to keep all your dirty money." Scarlett said. "Also, you keep on saying things that don't make much sense."
"I-I was blind." Barney said sadly. Scarlett rolled her eyes. "I don't care. I'm leaving." She jumped off the boat and swam to the grass. "Goodnight." she called.
"I'll wait for you, (until the end)" Barney sang, off key. Scarlett ignored him. Barney shrugged. Another pretty girl had jilted him, just like in Kriqni, Falein and Garetroude. Ah well, he didn't want to marry anyone too smart.
He rowed his boat to the side of the lake and then climbed out. He pulled a pencil and a list from his pocket and sat down on the muddy grass. He looked at the list by the moonlight. He had already crossed out 3 names. Now it was time for a fourth.
Barney shook his head and put his things back into his pocket. "Next destination, Lompyae." he said, standing up and brushing the seat of his trousers. He climbed onto his waiting horse and rode off into the moonlight, singing,
"One more time!"
Ignis fatuus
"I'm seeing a rainbow!" Laura shouted. Her friends looked at her, suspicious. "Are you sure?" Alice asked dubiously.
"Yes yes! I can see it!" Laura said. Christy raised her eyebrows. "That is so odd." she mumbled. "Don't mumble." Alice said absentmindedly.
"Are you sure you can see a rainbow?" Kimmy asked. Laura nodded vigorously. "Yes yes! I can see it! When I sit in this spot, in this angle, I can see a rainbow. The colours are so pretty!"
Laura frowned. "Why don't you believe me?"
Kimmy, Alice and Christy looked at Laura in amazement.
"Because you're colour-blind."
"Yes yes! I can see it!" Laura said. Christy raised her eyebrows. "That is so odd." she mumbled. "Don't mumble." Alice said absentmindedly.
"Are you sure you can see a rainbow?" Kimmy asked. Laura nodded vigorously. "Yes yes! I can see it! When I sit in this spot, in this angle, I can see a rainbow. The colours are so pretty!"
Laura frowned. "Why don't you believe me?"
Kimmy, Alice and Christy looked at Laura in amazement.
"Because you're colour-blind."
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