"Barnum?" I ask as I hear the funny man's voice spew out nonsensical vocabulary. "What are you doing here? Aren't you always in your basement inventing?"
I knew this because once I had accidentally walked straight into his house one spring day. You should've seen the look on his face, I should've too. I bet it would have been hilarious. The way he stuttered when seeing me was extraordinarily amusing too. He was a buffoon while being a genius, very rare these days. Luckily Rose had found me before he began shrieking like a little girl. It was his fault anyways, he left the door wide open.
"My wife kicked me out," he explains, saddened at the memory. "She said I was wasting our money on junk and that I wasn't being a good father to little Darlene." I hear his arms fall down to his sides. "So I'm here. Trying to prove that I know what I'm doing."
"By what?" Rose asks now, interested. "What's that box?"
"I don't know what to call it exactly," Barnum admits. "But it takes real life versions of people and magically transforms onto paper.
"So it's a painting without paint?" I inquire, grinning. "That makes no sense. I love it already."
"Well, actually would you like to part of the experiment?" Barnum asks, his mood picking up. "It'll fun!"
"Not without a gold coin first," Rose states coldly
Didn't she just hear what happened to him? Even I wouldn't do that. Barnum is a friend of ours.
"Well...it's my last coin, but if this will work, I'll be rich! Alright Rose, here's your gold coin."
"Thanks Barnum," I say to him, smiling. "I really hope this works out for you."
"Come on Sparrow, let's get on stage!" I feel Rose grab my hand and drag me up, telling me to be careful when going up the stairs. When we reach it, she positions me so that I face what she says is just a boring old box and flattens my hair which had gone a bit crazy in the wind.
"Now get in a good position," Barnum instructs us.
I grin from ear to ear and give him a thumbs up. I hear a 'click' but stand still until he tells us we're done.
"Now it'll take three months to developify and you'll have it!" Barnum announces as I hop off the stage. I hear groans around me and have to agree with them.
Who'd want to wait three months?
I may not even be kicking by then.
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And The Wish...
Fanfiction"Sparrow! We're going to the castle!" Just that one sentence and their fates were sealed. One destined to be the legendary fourth Hero of Albion. The other a corpse left to rot. When will the nightmares end? When will she forget and forgive? Never. ...
