Sunday, January 23, 2011

100 Drabbles: 62. Magic

62. Magic

“Santa’s not real!” he stated.

“He is too!” she replied.

“Look, it’s physically impossible for Santa to deliver millions of presents, all over the world, in one night, with only eight—“

“Nine!” she corrected.

“…Only nine reindeer! It’s just not happening!”

She raised her hand. “I have an answer!”

He rolled his eyes. “What is it now?”

She widened her eyes. “Magic,” she breathed.

He stared. “No, I’m not taking that excuse again.”

“I’m serious! Magic’s awesome! Everything you call ‘impossible’ can be possible with magic.”

“No, no, not going to happen…”

And while they bickered, the reindeer snickered.

Disclaimer

After changing my blog title several times, I feel that it's not going to work anymore and it'll only confuse people more. Therefore, I have decided to return to the title I used previously, approximately three years ago.

The Blog's official title has been chosen: "Riolu's Blog World"

Now, don't sue me for using a Pokemon's name. In truth, this has initially been a science blog, and at the short time I had to create the blog and make an account, I chose the name of my favourite Pokemon: Riolu.

That does not mean that this blog is anything related to a Riolu, sadly. Not anymore.

The point is, even if I wanted to change my blog title, the URL is still going to say 'riolu-riolusblogworld.blogspot.com'. And I do not wish to restart my blog from scratch; that takes too long. So rather than have a completely different blog title & URL and confuse people, I finally decided that I should stick with what I had 3 years ago.

And, as stated above, do not sue me. Honestly. I didn't do it on purpose; I was young then.

Cheerios,
"Riolu" HatCollector08

100 Drabbles: 61. Fairy Tale

Remember the drabble series I had? I decided to pick up where I left off, sort of.
This is based off a 'fairy tale' I made in a French lesson.
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61. Fairy Tale

Once upon a time, there lived a nice witch, though not that pretty. A prince once asked her directions to the princess he was to marry. She pointed him the way, and gave him some tomato soup for the journey. He thanked her and moved on.

Days later, he returned to her house, declaring that the princess was too arrogant and he would rather marry the kind-hearted witch. She agreed to his proposal, and they had a happily-ever-after, except for the princess who suddenly choked and died.

“How is that for a story?” Father asked.

“I hate it,” Child answered.