❥The Heir of the Elves「PopPixie After Story」

❥Chapter 4: Cookies with Whipped Cream.

Melina, Kaylee, and Donna sat down on the couch in the man's house. They all looked around the room a bit uneasy while the man was busy making lunch for his parrot in the kitchen. The room was cleaned neatly, especially considered that the man probably lived here all alone with his pet bird and had to do all the chores by himself. Not much later the man appeared from the kitchen. He was carrying a plate with cookies on top of it in one of his hands, and put it down in front of his parrot. Gabriel stared at the plate for a moment, then at the man, and back at the plate again. ''Whippy cream...?'' The parrot asked while tilting his head. ''No, you won't get whipped cream'' The man answered without looking up at the parrot. He took place on the couch, opposite of Melina and the others. Despite the man's answer, Gabriel seemed satisfied with the plate, as he bit a piece off one of the cookies and ate it. The man began to speak. ''My name is Morpho Haddock. Eighteen years ago, my fiancée and I gave up our firstborn child''. He stopped to look at Melina. ''You're that child''. Melina nodded slowly as a sign that she understood. ''Pixieville was at war because an evil gnome named Vikus took over the city by force. Vikus decided everything around here. He stole the powers of all of the pixies in Pixieville, and decided that you were only allowed to marry someone of your own species. If you didn't obey him, he would lock you in the dungeons of his castle'' Morpho told them. ''Your mother was pregnant with you at the time, and for your safety we decided to give you up for adoption in secret. We hoped you could live a normal life somewhere far away from here''. He stared at the ground below him. ''For years I've regretted my decision, but we had to do what was best for you. I thought I would never see you again...'' ''And what about my mother? Where is she?'' Melina asked. Morpho swallowed. ''She's dead. She died a few years ago from a terrible illness just before we could marry eachother''. He stood up from the couch and walked over to one of the cabinets that were placed next to the wall. He opened one of the drawers and took out a picture, which he handed over to Melina. ''This was your mother''. The photo showed a pretty elf with long hair. ''Her name was Gabriella''. ''Like the parrot?'' Donna noticed. Morpho nodded. ''I was very lonely when she died. That's when I decided to take in the parrot, so I had someone to talk to. I named him after my fiancée, to keep the memory of her alive. Isn't that right, Gabriel?'' He turned around to face Gabriel, but there was no one there. All that was left was a half full plate of untouched cookies. Melina and the others also looked around the room for a sign of Gabriel. ''Gabriel? Gabriel, where are you?'' Morpho called out to him.

A loud noise came out of the kitchen. It sounded like stuff falling over. Only a second later, Gabriel came flying out of the kitchen. He was holding the whipped cream canister in his claws. ''Whippy cream!'' he crowed while he flew around the living room. Morpho immediately flew up from the couch and ran after the parrot. ''Stupid bird! Give that canister here!'' He took off one of the slippers he was wearing and threw it at the bird, but Gabriel avoided it without effort. ''I have the whippy cream!'' the parrot crowed again. He flew towards the plate with cookies. ''Oh, you'll get it now! And it's whipped cream, not whippy cream!'' Morpho yelled at him. He ran towards the plate, but the parrot flew high above his head and circled around him as if he was mocking him. ''Give that canister here!'' Morpho tried jumping at the parrot. ''Missed! Missed!'' Gabriel said mockingly until Morpho was succesful and grabbed off the cap of the canister. ''Almost had it'' Morpho growled. Just as he wanted to try again, Gabriel pushed in the spray button with one of his claws. The whipped cream landed precisely in Morpho's face. Morpho, not realizing what just had happened, stopped moving for a moment to process it. ''Creamface!'' the parrot squealed, and let out some sort of birdlike sound that sounded like laughter. Morpho's face slowly started to turn red from anger. He put his finger up in the air and pointed at the birdcage that was standing in the corner of the room. ''I want you to go into that cage right now, or else we'll be eating parrot for christmas!'' he threatened. There was a moment of silence. No one dared to say anything. Then Gabriel tilted his head. ''With whippy cream...?'' he asked. Morpho almost exploded from anger. ''GET INTO THAT CAGE, RIGHT NOW!'' The parrot didn't need to hear that a second time. He let the canister drop out of his claws so it fell onto Morpho's head, and flew into the cage. Morpho growled and walked over to the cage, closed it and locked it. ''You won't get cookies for a while'' he grumbled upon which he turned around, before changing his mind and adding: ''And no whipped cream either!"'