A British​ loyalty

“Come on Sarah, we’re at a party…” “So?” I ask my friend. “Everyone is drinking…” “As am I.” “You know what I mean,”  she sighed in exasperation. “No, I’m consuming liquid so surely I am also ‘drinking’.” “It’s a party for goodness sake! Have some wine or a vodka and lemonade not… that,” she finished with…

A puppy’s last breath

“I just can’t do it…” Ariel whispered, squealing in distress. “You have to,” Dina replied sternly. “You do it!” Ariel screamed at her friend. “He isn’t on MY list, he is on yours,” she replied. Ariel made a noise, her white wings fluttering in annoyance. “But look at his little tail! Look at the tail!”…

A magical catastrophe​ at the pub

“Did you not read the sign?” The burly man at the bar asked, his hairy fist coming to punch at the worn wood. She shivered, jumping back from his anger. “What?” Cassy asked, looking around as the rest of the bar’s inhabitants stared at her. “No cloaks!” He yelled, pointing to a very plain piece…

A tea party for ghosts

“I don’t believe in ghosts,” Sally said, her tiny pigtails swinging as she spoke. “No?” Harry asked, sipping his teacup full of air. “No, they make no sense,” Sally stated, filling up her own cup with imaginary tea from her bright pink, teapot. “They don’t indeed, and they seem a little spooky.” “Doubt they are…

Rotting just bellow

“I’d like something to cover up my imperfections,” Sammy asked the lady at the counter, eyeing up the expensive makeup with distaste. “Of course, do you know what shade you are?” The lady asked. Sammy looked at her skin, the pale white almost gleaming against the harsh shop lights. “The palest.” She replied. The shop…

Spit on the face of the ice cream girl

The server hands the woman her whippy (soft ice cream). Server: That is one pound fifty, please. Customer: Ok, well I’m going to come back and pay okay? Server: I’m sorry, what? Customer: I’ll pay later. Server: I still don’t understand? Customer: Why don’t you understand, I’m speaking clear English… you understand English yes? Server…

A white tail protruding forth

“Oi, is that a crap on your bag!” A male voice screamed. I turned to my companion. “Is he yelling at us?” “I believe so,” He replied, hiking my bag further up his back. I had gratefully accepted his offer of shopping mule earlier in the day, he now had my backpack, as well as an…

An interview​ with the devil

Devil: So what interests you? Soul: What do you mean? Devil: What do you do in your spare time… Soul: Well at the moment I spend all my free time waiting to go for you to decide if I go to heaven or hell. It’s taking a rather long while… The Devil sighs placing his…

The benefits​ of a duvet fort

Are you one of those people that wake up at seven am excited to take on the world? Going for a brisk jog in the morning chill ready to sit down to a bowl of freshly cut fruit with non-fat yoghurt? I’m not… so here is a list of why being nestled in a cocoon…