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  AN: Hey kids my first real book on this account! Aren't you proud? I'm gonna try and update weekly so stay tuned my doods.

       Orville wasn't really expecting to have a bloody, unconscious elf land on his car roof, but with the way his day had been going, it seemed to somehow fit. He was driving home from work when it happened. He had stopped to get gas when he spotted a strange shape falling from the sky.
      Was it some kind of bird?
       A satellite?
      A stage light?
      As the shape moved closer, it began to seem more humanoid. The blob began to have distinguishable arms, legs, and a head. Orville stared up with utter fascination. The person was getting closer and closer, more features came into focus. He could swear that the person's ears seems pointy and...extremely oversized? The figure was now more than 15 feet up when Orville realized the shape was headed for his car.
      "Oh shi-" Orville began to swear before the figure crashed into the roof of his car, cutting off his cursing.
"Oh my god!" Orville rushed over to his now crumpled car. The figure resting on the hood was bloodied and oddly dressed. Was this a cosplay mishap? The oddest part of the picture was the person's ears. They were the best prosthetics Orville had ever seen. It was so lifelike. Orville checked for a pulse. Much to his surprise, he could feel a steady heart beat.
     " He's alive?" Orville breathed, fumbling for his phone before shakily dialing Mia, his roommate.
      " Orville I'm at work why the hell are you calling me?" Mia's voice crackled.
      " Th-there's a..." Orville began to say. He was shaking quite a bit and it made it hard to speak.
      " There's a what? I don't have all day?"
      " There's a person. O-on my car. He fell from the sky. I don't kno-"
      " Is he hurt? Do we need to take him to the hospital? Did you wreck your car?"
      " I don't think so. No, and yes." Orville took a shaky breath. "Can you pick me up?"
      " Yeah my shift ends in about 5 minutes. Where are you?"
      " The Chevron. I was getting gas."
      " You're right across the street. I'll be there in 5." With that Mia hung up the phone, leaving Orville alone with the person on his roof. For what he could tell, the person was a male, with very feminine features. He watched them breathe, making sure that they were alive. Nothing looking broken or twisted, there was only a few bumps and scrapes.
      The sound of screeching tires snapped Orville out of his trance. He looked up to see Mia stepping out of her car, a red first aid kit tucked under her arm.
       " I'm here! I've got blankets in the back we can put them there," Mia rushed over to Orville's crumpled car. "Jesus he's tall. You grab his legs, and I'll grab his arms. Got it?" Orville nodded. Mia set her first aid kit down and grabbed the guy's muddy leather boots.
       " Ugh he smells like shit." She wrinkled her nose. " We need to hose him off before we take him inside."
       " Wait we're taking him to the apartment?"
       " Well we can't exactly just throw him in a back alley dumpster can we?" Orville grabbed the cosplayer's wrists and together they lifted him up from the roof and into the backseat of Mia's car. Mia picked up her first aid kit and slid into the backseat as well.
      " I'll look for any scrapes while your driving." Mia said as she popped open her kit. "Start driving." Without a word, Orville slipped into the driver seat and started the car.