(One sentence) - add to front OR back... - ZEFRANK.COM

Glyph · 11-13-2002, 07:40 PM

"Time to get some sleep, mister, and I mean now!" said his mother playfully as she tucked him in, "I've heard just enough about this 'Mr. Magi!'"

"Mom?" little Billy finally managed to get out in his delicate voice, "Santa's not gonna make nasty like he did last year. . .is he?"

"That's enough questions Billy. Now snuggle down and remember, Santa won't come if you're awake".

Billy slept uneasily that night, but troubled dreams of slippery creatures were forgotten in a flash the moment the sun burst through his window -- he opened his eyes and the long night was gone forever.

At six AM sharp, Billy rocketed out of bed, ran past the room where his mild-mannered schoolteacher parents slept, and skidded to a slippery halt on his footie-pajama feet in front of the Christmas tree. He was so excited to see what Santa had brought, and prayed hard as he bent over the gigantic box that proudly bore his name. Billy wrestled the cover off and examined it in detail.

He hadn't expected it to be quite so large. He had been led to believe he would be receiving a small one, maybe even two small ones, but certainly not one twice as big. Yes, inside the crate was the largest rare Amazonian tufted serpent he'd ever seen.

Quietly in their bed, Billy's parents listened for the happy laughter they always heard from the living room on Christmas morning, when they knew Billy had discoverered what Santa Claus had brought him. Little did they know, Santa hadn't brought the thousand-piece lincoln log set that they had requested for their son.

Billy reached in and felt the dry silkiness of its scales as it wrapped around his forearm and tightened. The snake gazed up at him -- the characteristic tuft of hair spiking jauntily from between its yellow eyes -- and said: "Howdy."

Billy couldn't believe his luck.

Billy had only had one pet before, a silly looking duck that didn't say cool things like "Howdy"; the duck only spoke in haiku right up to the day he was eaten by a crocodile. Holding the rainbow colored serpent up to the hundreds of tiny christmas tree lights Billy could just make out the manufacturer, "Mr. Magi's Magnificent Menagery™".

"Wow" he thought, "now I'll really be able to fix those rude bullies art school!"

Thread Tools
Show Printable Version Email this Page
Display Modes	Rate This Thread
Switch to Linear Mode Switch to Hybrid Mode Threaded Mode	Rate This Thread:

11-13-2002, 07:40 PM	#16
Glyph monkey Join Date: Nov 2002 Posts: 13	"Time to get some sleep, mister, and I mean now!" said his mother playfully as she tucked him in, "I've heard just enough about this 'Mr. Magi!'" "Mom?" little Billy finally managed to get out in his delicate voice, "Santa's not gonna make nasty like he did last year. . .is he?" "That's enough questions Billy. Now snuggle down and remember, Santa won't come if you're awake". Billy slept uneasily that night, but troubled dreams of slippery creatures were forgotten in a flash the moment the sun burst through his window -- he opened his eyes and the long night was gone forever. At six AM sharp, Billy rocketed out of bed, ran past the room where his mild-mannered schoolteacher parents slept, and skidded to a slippery halt on his footie-pajama feet in front of the Christmas tree. He was so excited to see what Santa had brought, and prayed hard as he bent over the gigantic box that proudly bore his name. Billy wrestled the cover off and examined it in detail. He hadn't expected it to be quite so large. He had been led to believe he would be receiving a small one, maybe even two small ones, but certainly not one twice as big. Yes, inside the crate was the largest rare Amazonian tufted serpent he'd ever seen. Quietly in their bed, Billy's parents listened for the happy laughter they always heard from the living room on Christmas morning, when they knew Billy had discoverered what Santa Claus had brought him. Little did they know, Santa hadn't brought the thousand-piece lincoln log set that they had requested for their son. Billy reached in and felt the dry silkiness of its scales as it wrapped around his forearm and tightened. The snake gazed up at him -- the characteristic tuft of hair spiking jauntily from between its yellow eyes -- and said: "Howdy." Billy couldn't believe his luck. Billy had only had one pet before, a silly looking duck that didn't say cool things like "Howdy"; the duck only spoke in haiku right up to the day he was eaten by a crocodile. Holding the rainbow colored serpent up to the hundreds of tiny christmas tree lights Billy could just make out the manufacturer, "Mr. Magi's Magnificent Menagery™". "Wow" he thought, "now I'll really be able to fix those rude bullies art school!"