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littlefeltfangs) wrote2004-09-03 11:15 am
littlefeltfangs) wrote2004-09-03 11:15 am
Ficlet. Sort of.
Everybody's gone home for the summer, and I mean EVERYBODY. I haven't done any sort of social thing in over a month. So I've been in a bit of a weird mood. Yesterday I went to see the newly released (in the UK) Hellboy. I missed the train back, so I sat in the pub, drank, and read new scientist. Eventually got home, drank more, then wrote this.
I realise this doesn't neccesarily excuse it.
Moral ambiguity comes to Sunnydale
(Non of the characters are mine, or much of anything else really.)
Once upon a time, there was a small town called Sunnydale. It was built upon the mouth of hell, and many evil monsters came to live there. But luckily for the townsfolk there were a few good people who fought the monsters, keeping the town safe for the ordinary folk.
One day a man rode into town. He wore a white hat and rode a magnificent white stallion. Upon arriving in town he met a group of young folk. Introducing himself in a howdy doody voice, that you wouldn’t believe people actually spoke with until you heard it, he said “Howdy folks! I’m Edward Vil, and I’m new in town, I don’t suppose you could direct me to a nearby Inn or stopping house could you?”
The first of the youths, possessing a keen wit and a sense for trouble, was the first to answer. “Why sure, if you just keep heading in that direction, passed the sign that say’s you are now leaving Sunnydale, you’ll soon find a place to hold up for the night.”
But the man just smiled and replied, “Why son, I do believe you’re joshing me, and while I do appreciate that wit, I’m mighty tired and really would like to get a good meal and a full night sleep.”
To which the second youth, a shy girl with red hair and a desire to help replied, “Well you could always stay in the inn across the way, but if I were you I would continue on to the next town, for this one is often a regrettable choice for travellers.”
The stranger simply smiled at the three youths a wishing to thank them said, “I thank you for your recommendation, and I do believe I will try the inn across the way, for I am too weary to continue further today. Pray tell, is there any way I could repay you for your hospitality?”
Too wit our third youth, a young blonde of whom curiously can not spot obvious clues, replied to our eddy, “would you like to get some coffee?”
I realise this doesn't neccesarily excuse it.
Moral ambiguity comes to Sunnydale
(Non of the characters are mine, or much of anything else really.)
Once upon a time, there was a small town called Sunnydale. It was built upon the mouth of hell, and many evil monsters came to live there. But luckily for the townsfolk there were a few good people who fought the monsters, keeping the town safe for the ordinary folk.
One day a man rode into town. He wore a white hat and rode a magnificent white stallion. Upon arriving in town he met a group of young folk. Introducing himself in a howdy doody voice, that you wouldn’t believe people actually spoke with until you heard it, he said “Howdy folks! I’m Edward Vil, and I’m new in town, I don’t suppose you could direct me to a nearby Inn or stopping house could you?”
The first of the youths, possessing a keen wit and a sense for trouble, was the first to answer. “Why sure, if you just keep heading in that direction, passed the sign that say’s you are now leaving Sunnydale, you’ll soon find a place to hold up for the night.”
But the man just smiled and replied, “Why son, I do believe you’re joshing me, and while I do appreciate that wit, I’m mighty tired and really would like to get a good meal and a full night sleep.”
To which the second youth, a shy girl with red hair and a desire to help replied, “Well you could always stay in the inn across the way, but if I were you I would continue on to the next town, for this one is often a regrettable choice for travellers.”
The stranger simply smiled at the three youths a wishing to thank them said, “I thank you for your recommendation, and I do believe I will try the inn across the way, for I am too weary to continue further today. Pray tell, is there any way I could repay you for your hospitality?”
Too wit our third youth, a young blonde of whom curiously can not spot obvious clues, replied to our eddy, “would you like to get some coffee?”