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   Heaven's Above: Sprite on the Scene   
      
   by   
      
   Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly   
      
   Copyright 6182 SC   
      
      
   Standard City Park. The 6th Heavenly Realm. Not too far from the Potter Girl's   
   abode. Traversing from New Terra along pathways of human and angelic transport   
   concourse – ruddy wonderful. Even had to fork over her sprite passport upon   
   entering the 6th    
   heavenly realm, because the guy at the terminal could indeed see her and said,   
   'Hey you. Where do you think you're sneaking off to sister.' But she got in,   
   found this big shitty city world, found a part a few clicks away, and settled   
   down. She saw the    
   line of trees in the distance a bit, and figured a watering hole might be near   
   them. So maybe down there for a bit in the morning. But she was examining this   
   parkland, and there were a few friendly looking trees and bushes and things,   
   and she felt she    
   might have some space for a stay for a while. But the big Oak in the centre.   
   Probably a dryad up there. Probably even watching her now. Cautiously   
   surveying this Sprite which had dropped in unawares, and was roaming around   
   her turf. Dryads were friendly    
   enough, attuned to natue, an Water Sprites could always work up a chat with   
   Tree elementals. Lots to discuss. Always had been. Always would be. Miny   
   looked at the see-saw, climbed up it, and sat at the top, looking out at the   
   park. Lucy, she imagined,    
   was not going anywhere, and she had eternal time to kill. So what was the   
   gameplan, huh, sprite? Hang tight for a while, build up a bit of knowledge of   
   the local terrain, and surprise Lucy that way, feign innocence, and ask her to   
   show her this wonderful    
   world? Maybe she should do that now, and be so perfectly innocent. But that   
   was hardly the way of a sprite now, was it. Full of tricks. You never knew   
   what you were going to get. She lay down on top of the end of the see saw, and   
   fell asleep.   
      
   * * * * *   
      
   'She's obviously stupid,' said a male voice.   
      
   'You're stupid,' replied Minxy, rubbing her eyes, sitting up instantly.   
      
   'Yep, she's stupid sis,' said the blonde dryad.   
      
   The redheaded sister dryad looked at Minxy. 'Aww, what's the matter sprite?   
   Did you lose your way or something. Life can be hard. Too bad so sad. This is   
   our turf bitch. Better be careful if wanna rumble. We dryads, we got some cool   
   turf here, you see.    
   Nice parkland, and the other faerie folk have learned there lesson, you see.   
   Don't mess with Sparky and her brother Rumbles. We're tough, and we like the   
   good life, and can fight to defend bitch. What's your business.'   
      
   'Bite me matchstick,' said Minxy. 'No, stuff you. I'm going to settle here for   
   ages now. You have officially annoyed me.'   
      
   'She is a bit alright,' said Rumbles.   
      
   Sparky assessed her. 'You don't want no Sprites in your offspring do you   
   Rumby. No telling the kind of crazy kids which could come from this pretender.'   
      
   'I'm sharp as a tack,' said Minxy. She looked at Rumbles. 'Ooh, you are cute   
   aint'cha. Maybe baby.'   
      
   Rumbled gulped. 'Standard sprite? No nymph dryad in the blood?'   
      
   'Heaps,' replied Minxy. But she came clean. 'No, not really. Just a lot of   
   fun.'   
      
   'We fight hard,' said Sparky, bearing her fist. 'You might be cool?'   
      
   'Minxy,' replied Minxy.   
      
   'You might be cool, Minxy. 'But we like a lot of the landscape to ourselves.   
   Besides, how long is the stay?'   
      
   'Lucy lives that way a bit,' said Minxy.   
      
   'Yeh, been there once or twice,' said Rumbles, scratching his head. 'They're   
   coven is about to get properly started and stuff. Could be interesting.'   
      
   'Know here from aeons ago,' replied Minxy. 'This could be permanent on and off   
   again visitation territory.'   
      
   'Mmm,' said Sparky, scratching her chin, looking at Minxy. 'You have enough   
   fire in the belly, and Rumbles likes you. I could tell straight away.'   
      
   Minxy pulled out her knapsack. 'I have cake. Eat some with me.'   
      
   The faeries sat, and ate, and chatted, and the morning passed.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)