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Robin was laughing his stupid horns off again, and I momentarily considered just putting him to sleep. A pair of dryads in the corner of the classroom were whispering and pointing at me between frantically glancing at their phones again. I tried to focus on my pen.
“Really, Willie? Really? You showed a Pixie? You must’ve known this would end poorly!”
“Shut up, Puck.” I murmured. The tip of the pen glided over the surface of the paper, sketching out the images almost as quickly as the sleeping dwarf in the corner could dream them up. The girls in the corner were giggling harder now, which started Robin up again.
“They don’t seem impressed bro. Guess that's why you're Wee Willie Winkie?
“My dad was a Spriggan,” I spat defensively. "I'm a grower, not a shower."
“Hey, no shame man. Not everyone can be hung like Odin.”
“Just shut up.”
“It could be worse, y’know—“
“I said shut up.”
The PA system squelched, and everyone stopped laughing. After a moment of distinct tension, Ms. Banshee called: “Wee Willie Winkie to Principal Finvarra’s office, please.”
I rose to renewed gales of laughter.
“Really, Willie? Really? You showed a Pixie? You must’ve known this would end poorly!”
“Shut up, Puck.” I murmured. The tip of the pen glided over the surface of the paper, sketching out the images almost as quickly as the sleeping dwarf in the corner could dream them up. The girls in the corner were giggling harder now, which started Robin up again.
“They don’t seem impressed bro. Guess that's why you're Wee Willie Winkie?
“My dad was a Spriggan,” I spat defensively. "I'm a grower, not a shower."
“Hey, no shame man. Not everyone can be hung like Odin.”
“Just shut up.”
“It could be worse, y’know—“
“I said shut up.”
The PA system squelched, and everyone stopped laughing. After a moment of distinct tension, Ms. Banshee called: “Wee Willie Winkie to Principal Finvarra’s office, please.”
I rose to renewed gales of laughter.
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Flash-Fic-Month July 9, 2015
Challenge: Copied and pasted,
Today's challenge has four parts.
The Ordinary - Your story must include something that you can see every day, that you think most people also see on a daily basis. ( I chose a pen )
The Extraordinary - Every character in your story must have originated from legends or mythology. They don't all have to be from the same set of stories, and they don't need to be explicitly named, but it should be clear to anyone in the know who each character is. (Wee Willie Winkie, Robin Goodfellow/Puck, Dryads, Dwarves, Pixies, Banshees and King Finvarra all originate from Irish and Scottish lore, from a variety of eras)
The Modern - The central conflict of your story must be something modern- a problem that someone might be facing now, but one that no one would have recognized fifteen or twenty years ago. ( No one worried about their junk getting flashed around the school back in the day. It was awesome. )
The Shameful - Your story must include something that you feel most people deal with, that no one wants to talk about. ( General self-consciousness of one body part or another )
Holy crap this is a rushed little ball of whogivesafuck but Hey hey I'm still rollin'! Was going to do something more serious since most people tried to get a laugh out of this challenge, but everything other than this was REALLY heavy and I decided "naaaaah."
Challenge: Copied and pasted,
Today's challenge has four parts.
The Ordinary - Your story must include something that you can see every day, that you think most people also see on a daily basis. ( I chose a pen )
The Extraordinary - Every character in your story must have originated from legends or mythology. They don't all have to be from the same set of stories, and they don't need to be explicitly named, but it should be clear to anyone in the know who each character is. (Wee Willie Winkie, Robin Goodfellow/Puck, Dryads, Dwarves, Pixies, Banshees and King Finvarra all originate from Irish and Scottish lore, from a variety of eras)
The Modern - The central conflict of your story must be something modern- a problem that someone might be facing now, but one that no one would have recognized fifteen or twenty years ago. ( No one worried about their junk getting flashed around the school back in the day. It was awesome. )
The Shameful - Your story must include something that you feel most people deal with, that no one wants to talk about. ( General self-consciousness of one body part or another )
Holy crap this is a rushed little ball of whogivesafuck but Hey hey I'm still rollin'! Was going to do something more serious since most people tried to get a laugh out of this challenge, but everything other than this was REALLY heavy and I decided "naaaaah."
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Not everyone can be hung like Odin. That's so punful it hurts. Can't tell if I should be laughing or face-palming.