Short stories

Faerie not so friendly

Delicious, tasty, absolutely scrumptious, these all describe my favorite food. What is my favorite food you ask? Isn't it obvious? No, oh well it's humans. I especially prefer teenagers, not too fresh yet not too stiff, absolutely perfect. Well unless they do drugs that is, leaves an absolutely horrid aftertaste.

Oh please, no need to look so afraid I'm not going to eat you, as long as you listen to my stories I won't harm a single hair on that head of yours. Besides I'm not that cruel to play and torment with my food. Anyways what to talk about, hmm.

Oh I know, I'll tell you about the first time I ever met a human. It was an absolutely beautiful day, pouring rain, thunderous clouds, and everlasting flashes of lightning. And there I saw it, shivering, tiny, and hopeless. A human child, who could only be considered as homeless.

So like the very helpful, charming, and caring individual I am, I went over to it and offer a place to stay until the storm let up. As soon as we entered my humble abode it scurried as quick as a mouse over to the fireplace. And soon I was hit with a glorious and delicious smell.

At first, I was utterly confused as to where the smell was originating from, then I looked over at the tiny, quivering human and I wasn't confused anymore. I asked, soothingly of course," Would you like to stay for dinner?" Of course, it excitedly shook it's little head yes. So I started preparing the side dishes and collected what garnishes I thought would go best with my main meal.

Soon I heard little feet pitter-patter across my floor and the little human asked me," Do you need any help?". Of course, I graciously accepted. Soon the little human started preparing the garnishes measuring out each perfectly, poor thing didn't even see it coming. And soon it fell straight into unconsciousness, never going to wake up again.

And I had a grand feast and while I was starting my main course the storm outside became a beautifully haunting masterpiece to enjoy. I will never forget the first flavor I experienced while eating that little human, truly an unforgettable encounter.

"Honey are you there" "Over here my love, I was just telling a story to our little guest here" Would you by any chance wish to stay for dinner, little one? I can assure you it will be a meal you won't forget. We'll make sure of that.

And as the storm raged on outside the little faerie's husband got to work preparing dinner for them while she called their little children down for a meal they would absolutely never forget.

The end.