The Fairies Did It!

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Have you ever heard buzzing around in your backyard or bedroom and thought it was a pesky bee or fly? Be careful, you might have accidentally picked up a fairy.

Thank you to www.lightstones.com for use of their fairies picture.

Submitted: September 23, 2013

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The ice cream disappeared, as if by magic. Everyone turned to look at me and fingers began to point.

“There she is, the ice cream thief!!” my little brother shouted. “I just bought that gallon of Moose Tracks. It’s my favorite and I didn’t get any at all.”

“Come on! There are eight of us in this house and I’m the one that gets accused?” my eyes filled with tears and a knot formed in my throat. “Fine believe what you want, but have you forgotten I hate that flavor? All I eat is French Vanilla! Stick your nose in everyone’s mouth and take a whiff. You should be able to tell who ate your doggoned ice cream,” I said sarcastically.

Minutes later, with everyone glaring at me (again), we stood against the kitchen wall rolling our eyes as Petey actually took my suggestion seriously and smelled our breaths. Can you say gross!!

He stood in front of me and demanded, “Open your mouth!” I refused for about 10 minutes, not because I was guilty, but because he made me so angry.

“Aha!! She has sweet breath. She’s the culprit!!” he shouted.

“You dork!! I’m diabetic, my breath’s always sweet!!” I shrieked. “Fine, fine," I huffed, "even though I didn’t do it, I’ll buy you another gallon and I hope you get fat!”

The pleased smile on his face when I handed him the ice cream, almost made me whack him with the bag. Oh man!

Standing outside my bedroom I took a deep breath and flung the door wide. The giggling and  buzzing of what sounded like bee’s wings stopped immediately.

“It’s only me guys and thanks a lot! Stop stealing his ice cream. I keep getting in trouble for your pranks!”

What can I say, I really like the little buggers; they’re so darned cute! It’s not like anyone would have believed me anyway. They’d think I was daft!

I’d learned a very important lesson. Never bring fairies home or feed them ice cream. I bent over and picked up the empty Moose Tracks container and threw it in the closet with all the rest.

 


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