Elliot's Nightmare
Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2020 3:54 am
By all accounts, Elliot wasn't a normal kitten. Most kittens don't usually have dark green fur. Kittens typically don't have a dog and cat for parents. Biological parents, no less. Kittens don't usually wag their tails. Kittens don't usually eat chocolate. Kittens don't usually write on typewriters. Kittens usually aren't best friends with a raven. Kittens don't usually lose a chunk of their ears in a battle to the death with a swallow-tailed pigeon. (At least, I hope not.)
And most kittens most certainly don't move objects with their minds.
But, Elliot was all of these things. Okay, maybe the part about the swallow-tailed pigeon wasn't true, but he was indeed missing a chunk of his ear.
Indeed, Elliot Byron was about to face a threat, far worse than just a swallow-tailed pigeon.
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Elliot awoke one day to hear chanting downstairs and a green smoke rising from the floor. He knew his mother was a witch, and assumed that she was just making more potions. It must have been around 6:00, so his father, Fido, would be at work for the THINLAND police department. But, then he noticed he wasn't even in his room.
"What?", cried Elliot, when quite suddenly a large, booming voice echoed throughout his room. "THE END IS NEAR, MORTALS. THE SMACK HAS JUST BEGUN!" Elliot looked as his room transformed into a battleground. He saw impaled bodies on the war zone, and his father's boss, Sgt. RALPH, looking scared out of his wits, and that really disturbed Elliot, as RALPH really wasn't the type to get scared. When, suddenly...
"Elliot, wake up. It's time for school." Sabrina Byron, Elliot's mother, shook him as he got up. He looked concerned, to say the least.
"What's wrong, honey?"
"Mom?"
"Yes, hon?"
"I had the Smack dream again."
And most kittens most certainly don't move objects with their minds.
But, Elliot was all of these things. Okay, maybe the part about the swallow-tailed pigeon wasn't true, but he was indeed missing a chunk of his ear.
Indeed, Elliot Byron was about to face a threat, far worse than just a swallow-tailed pigeon.
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Elliot awoke one day to hear chanting downstairs and a green smoke rising from the floor. He knew his mother was a witch, and assumed that she was just making more potions. It must have been around 6:00, so his father, Fido, would be at work for the THINLAND police department. But, then he noticed he wasn't even in his room.
"What?", cried Elliot, when quite suddenly a large, booming voice echoed throughout his room. "THE END IS NEAR, MORTALS. THE SMACK HAS JUST BEGUN!" Elliot looked as his room transformed into a battleground. He saw impaled bodies on the war zone, and his father's boss, Sgt. RALPH, looking scared out of his wits, and that really disturbed Elliot, as RALPH really wasn't the type to get scared. When, suddenly...
"Elliot, wake up. It's time for school." Sabrina Byron, Elliot's mother, shook him as he got up. He looked concerned, to say the least.
"What's wrong, honey?"
"Mom?"
"Yes, hon?"
"I had the Smack dream again."