Tale,Whisker, and a party, under the moon (Edited)

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Edited version of the previous post of the same story.

Submitted: September 13, 2012

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        Life is party. Not A party. Just part-y.. if you know what I mean. People play parts in their life and in other peoples lives. When you are a mum, you
        play a mum part in your kids life. When you're a kid, you play a friend part in your friends life. When you are a butcher, you play the part as a
        butcher to your customers and maybe play a part as a hubby for your wifey too. When you are a musician, well you do whatever you fucking want. We have
        to mean something to each other otherwise we are worthless. Worthless equals bad. For a lot of people. But not having worth feels great. Because being
        worth something takes effort or talent. Or maybe both. This is me, Tail's theory.
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        I just moved to this city from nowhere, don't remember when or where or how I just appeared in this place but I'm here. I think I'm 19 but people say I
        must be 23 or something because I look like it. Fucking bollocks.
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        Like I said, life is party. And I don't have a life because I don't have parts. I don't even play a part. And no one plays a part in my life. Sounds
        rather sad but living without a life is pretty fun.
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        I get up in the morning, poo and order a pizza. The pizza comes, I don't see the delivery guy I just leave a MSG on my notepad and money outside and
        look through a peeking hole and wait. Pizza comes. Eat with a folk and knife, urinate. By the time I do all this I feel like a jog so I run around,
        inside the house. Get tired. Read. There are many books in the house. Too many maybe. Read about umm.. 2-3 books, have a shower, take a bath if I feel
        like it. Go to sleep.
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        I'm happy.
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        But the other day something very very weird happened.. I think she came from where I come from too, actually. We look pretty much the same.. I was
        looking out the window and this girl walked past. She noticed me looking out. I don't usually look out the window, mind you. I was just reading a book
        and looked up and the sodding curtain was open.
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        We made eye contact. I think I'll have to think about her now that we looked at each other. But it's ok.. I don't have a part in her life yet.. Just
        have to be careful.
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        A knock on the door is always the worst way to be awaken by.
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        I shouldn't have but I opened the door, I was half asleep as it was 3 in the bloody morning.
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        Tail: What d'ya need, you little fucker?
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        Whisker: Hey, sorry to wake you up but I'm not a fucker I'm a virgin. I'm drunk and cheery, do you want some of this sherry??
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        Tail: ...... What is sherry?
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        Whisker: A magic drink that makes you happy and tragic.
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        Tail: I'm happy and I don't think your magic would work on me. Sod off.
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        Whisker: Fine, be like that. But my magic works. Always. Just put this party hat on.
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        Tail: ..... I like that. Let me put that on!!
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        I've always had a thing for party hats.
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        I put it on. I felt some warm little soft rock like thingies dropping on top of my head. Maybe they were ribbons, I thought.
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        Whisker: Wow you look fantastic with the hat on!! Take it off and you'd look even more pretty like Lilly! Oh. Lilly is my mum, call me whisker!
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        I smiled and Whisker took my hand ,
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        "Do you have a mirror party girl? I want you to see what you look like now, wee!"
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        I shook my head and whisker pulled me to the fountain in the city centre.
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        I looked into the water. I looked so damn good with the hat . But when I took the hat off, my curly hair was covered in spat out chewing gum.
        Fan-fucking-tastic.
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        Whisker: Oh my god!!!! I didn't know that it had chewing gum in it!! Someone else probably tried to trick me or something!!! I'm so sorry like a
        lolly!!!
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        Tail:...so now I have to shave my fuckin head.
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        This is the reason why I don't want people playing parts in my life. They make me happy and always, most certainly always, disappoint me and make me
        sad and angry.
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        Whisker: you can shave your head like a seed if you want , but I can just click."
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        She clicked and the gum turned into sparkly ribbons.
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        She handed me the bottle of sherry.
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        I took a sip. More like a gulp maybe.
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        It's ok to be party with someone who can use magic, I thought to myself.
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