The Quests and Enquiries of Bruce the Great

8 A'Tit

Nothing else very eventful happened that day at the Lieberry for Bruce. Slowly but surely though the time arrived to 8 A'Tit, the time when Pricilla is supposed to show.
"I'll wait about 15 minutes and if she doesn't show I'm going home. Sounds alright to me!"
Bruce said this to himself while looking tired and then yawned.
Typically when fairies enter the Lieberry there is a special button they push because they're too small to open the main door. Those main doors are made from the first oak that was taken from the land. The creatures here try to be as eco friendly as they can so there land last a long time. All the wood in the Lieberry is made of the tree taken off the very land this Lieberry is sitting on. Not to mention that the saplings from the location were moved to a different part of Fucington to conservation. Fucington also isn't that big of a town so there are not cars or things that run on feul. Very eco friendly!!
Bruce slouched back in his chair a bit while waiting for Pricilla, "It's arriving on 8:10" he quietly yelled to himself.
He suddenly sees the door open but there was no voice.
Bruce sat up and hollers nicely "Pricilla is that you? I know you're shift was long but you're about 12 minutes late."
There still isn't a voice. Bruce waited a second but still no voice, then he knew what was happening. The fae at night are quite dangerous Fucington, not all of them but most. It usually takes a great test to prove if one of them are or not, this is the test. Nothing new for Bruce though he was prepared.
"Poor Pricilla, you were nice to have as a mail carrier but you know you can't pull shit like this on me." Bruce said as a sword dropped in his hands from under his desk.
Bruce custom made his desk when the Lieberry was being built so it's all decked out in cool gear although it just looks like a regular still really cool looking wooden desk. He took the sword and then jumped down from his desk that was built higher up.
Pricilla can be seen then swiftly flying and giggling, "I thought you could tell I was one of then from a sniff? You're getting old aren't you?? GRANDPA." (derogatory)
"Poor Pricilla you were my favorite mail carrier yet, you'll go out just like your mother, stabbed then dewinged. Just like the rest of your ancestors. This gene needs to stop and you'll be the one to end it." Bruce said this then charged towards Pricilla just barely touching a wing.
Bruce then goes as she's distracted by her wing in for the kill. She gets stabbed I'm the heart with the tip of the sword and instantly passes.
"You were good but sadly your own blood failed you." Bruce says as he sits down.
His hands encapsulated the fairies corpse and he prayed for a well rest. He the got up and closed for the night taking a dead Pricilla with him.