![]() I imagined this is what a hangover after an all-night bender would have felt like had it not been for the fact that I’ve never consumed any kind of alcoholic beverage. I had to shut off the radio because I woke up with a splitting headache. “It’s a beautiful Sunday morning right here on your Classic Song Station, KCU-” “Good Morning, Glenberry,” I heard the alarm clock radio go off. So this is what a Blast Beam from that mystic fighter anime feels like, I thought to myself as I was getting fried alive. I could feel the heat from the orb scorch into my terrified soul. I felt the heat as I lay prone and tied to the bed, begging for mercy, until she forced the orb upon my person, nearly blinding me from the white light. As she spoke, a glowing orb of heat manifested between her hands. I could see and feel a golden-white aura enveloping her very being. Kyu hovered above me, hair and eyes glowing white with strong intensity. “But I have something more… diabolical in store for you.” I took in many breaths of relief as I collapsed there while strong metal chains manifested from underneath, lashing themselves around my wrists and ankles. I was terrified for my life until I was released, thrown to my bed with a thud. Then I could feel myself rising up from the floor, still being grappled by the throat. I could snap your neck like a dry twig, you know.” I kept gasping for air, pointing to my throat as to beg for mercy. “Silence, incel,” she called out, “you are in no position to challenge me. My eyes fixed on Kyu with her hand raised as if she used unforeseen powers that I’ve not seen before. I was unable to finish my threat as I could feel my throat getting choked out. I met her glare with a glare of my own and told her, “Do that again, and I will yank your wings out, grind them into powder, and sell it on the black market as a medicinal supp-“ This last bit of damning evidence left a creepy feeling from my lower jaw all the way down my spine. I was right there when you said, and I quote:” Here she copied my own voice with the same tone and pitch as she said, “ ‘This twenty should cover my tab plus whatever the girl orders. “Lastly,” she continued, “you need to learn how to whisper better. I turned back to Kyu slowly as my body recovered from the fall and asked, “Are you done?” “Secondly,” she continued, “If you knew that I was a fairy, you would have known that I could teleport.” She demonstrated her ability by disappearing into a pink cloud and materializing behind me where she promptly booted her foot right between my butt cheeks, causing me to lose balance and fall flat on my face, with the area rug breaking my fall. The only thing that was different about her was a significant scowl carved into her face. With my good eye, I was able to make out the true form of Kyu Sugardust pink hair, butterfly wings, the works. Grinning to myself from the safety and comfort of my own home, I dared that love fairy to get inside.Īpparently, my wish was granted when a tap on the shoulder turned into a hard slap to the face, leaving a stinging sensation to my ocular area. After gaining entry and locking every lock on the bottom door, I flew up the stairs, rushed into my apartment and barricaded myself inside with triple locks and makeshift barriers. I fumbled for my keys when I reached the bottom door to the two-family building where I rented the upper floor apartment. If only I could say the same for rogue mystical creatures out to change your lifestyle in ways that are far removed from your comfort level. That’s one of the ways “they” can get you. Also it’s the reason why I do not desire a driver’s license. One of the advantages of living across the street from the neighborhood bar and lounge is that there’s no driving involved whether you pay for a cab or jail time from a DWI risk. All the girls, all the dates, all the nights after the dates, and the consequences that followed. That’s when the tidal wave of memories flooded my mind. Kyu… Kyu… why does that name ring a bell? "Well you're talking to one now, champ," she responded. Whatever it was, I didn't know nor did I wish to find out for fear it may be something I might regret later on. When a woman approaches you first, she's usually after something. It looked more like sexy lingerie than something you'd wear out in public. For one, her choice of evening wear was rather questionable. I could tell this girl was not like any of the other girls I've observed before. I briefly looked around me, thinking she was talking to someone else, until I realized I was the only one sitting at the bar. I was at my favorite bar and lounge enjoying my usual club soda/cranberry juice cocktail when this petite brunette in a red and black evening dress showed up beside me and spoke those words.
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