“But, mom”

“I’m eleven now,” Buffy reasoned, “I’m old enough to go by myself. It isn’t even really dark out yet.”

“Fine. You can go as far as the fire station, but that’s it. And I want you back in an hour.”

“Thanks mom!”

“Have fun, sweetie. But be careful!”

Her warning was lost as the door slammed shut behind Buffy.

She decided to head out first and collect candy on the way back. Buffy was well past the fire station when she noticed it was full dark. She wasn’t familiar with this neighborhood, but they were sure to give better candy than hers did.

She picked out a house, but only took a few steps before she saw a trio of vampires coming down the walk. Buffy’s skin crawled and she stepped behind a nearby hedge. She didn’t understand why she was so scared.

They passed in front of her, talking among themselves. She hoped she was hidden well enough despite her sparkly princess dress. Bloody mouths and dark eyes made those boys look super creepy.

After they passed, she waited for her pulse to return to normal. She took one more deep breath, then doubt crept in.

What if they did see me and are just hiding around the corner? No, that’s silly. Plus, mom will start worrying soon. I’ll just do one house, then head home.

She emerged from the bushes and headed up the walk.

“Trick or treat!” followed by, “Thank you!”

She breathed a sigh of relief as she reached the sidewalk again and turned to go home.

Then she saw the vampires and finally realized what was wrong with them. Their feet weren’t touching the ground. In a flash, they were upon her.

This Halloween she was a princess, next Halloween she’d be a vampire.

True Fairy Tale

Far away, in the land of Navos, lived a warrior princess. Armed with her dark curls and her patent leather peep-toe pumps, she fought mightily against the forces of evil seeking to destroy her people. She was both clever and tireless. Adored by her minions, she used patience and skill to lead the kingdom to glory.

One sad day, having ventured far from her big, powerful, kingdom, she was discovered by a small tribe of grubby younglings. Underestimating their great power, she soon fell under their relentless enchantments. They whisked her back to their land so she could use her dark curls and shiny pumps to bring their people glory, too.

The kind people of Navos mourned her loss, but carried on with the strength she had given them. They knew that their warrior princess would help the younglings to grow wise and strong.

And both kingdoms lived happily ever after.

 

Author’s Note:

This story came about when I was asked to contribute to a going away display for my boss. She had recently realized that her children were growing up without her and decided to set aside her successful career to stay home with them. No one was happy to see her go, although many were happy for her. Art is not my greatest skill, so I simply filled up my allotted piece of paper with the words above.