My Friend Bacon"The Pig, if I am not mistaken,
Gives us ham and pork and bacon.
Let others think his heart is big,
I think it stupid of the pig."
This happened a long time ago, when the earth was green and the gods weren't as wary of humans.
One small sprite in particular, named Merel, especially liked humans. She used to come to earth in the form of a blackbird, to spend time with us.
One day, as she was enjoying her morning flight, she came upon a dilapidated farm. The poor farmer was sitting on a tree stump, his shovel thrown aside on the grass, his head in his hands.
"Dear Farmer," Merel crowed out, "Why are you crying?"
"Hoards of mice are eating my crops," The farmer lamented, "My children have nothing to eat!"
"Do not lament," Merel said, flying off, "I will help you."
She flew, thinking, until she spied a cat that was familiar to her. Merel soared down, landed, and bowed her head, "Good morning, Cat."
"It is not a good morning," The cat replied, his head low, "I
Doomed to Repeat, chapter 6A/N: Brace yourselves! The final chapter of my Scorpius fanfiction is here. Hope you've enjoyed this short story, if you've enjoyed it enough please review!
I always get out of the trouble I'm in,
I wanna walk away and start over again.
She came in with a black eye, he didn't have to ask how it happened. He knew better than to give her trouble, and went straight for his tablet. Before he could get to it, she grabbed his shoulders and kissed his forehead.
The door hissed open again, and a daunting figure rushed in, reaching them in three steps. The boy quickly backed up to the wall.
"How dare you," The handler growled at the Sebacean, bringing her large claws across the her face, knocking her to the ground. "Don't get up."
He stood, coldly staring as his teacher brought her hand to her mouth, then as body started to convulse, foaming at the mouth, and finally go still. The Scarran kicked her and mumbled "Lying bitch won't be touching my