Chapter #4adult, around 30's by: Unknown The man has a haphazard taste, as you see from his dress code. Blotches of red, yellow, blue and green hues stains his entire attire. He literally looks like a walking rainbow. He has a tall silverish gold hat, almost as tall is he is. And as soon as he sees you, he takes his hat off, tips it once, and bows formally.
That is unusual. But what is even more unusual is: WHAT IS HE DOING IN YOUR ROOM?
You freak out, springing off the bed like a scalded chicken.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" You demand, eyes bulging out from your sockets.
He merely sidesteps the question. "Candies of Chance, at your service."
At first you think 'Candies of Change' is his name, but it occurs to you that there is no way anyone's parents would be in the right mind to name their kid that. But... Well, looking at that guys fancy costume, you begin to wonder if there's such a word as 'impossible'.
So- though your cold sweat is cascading off you like a waterfall-, you still boldly ask, "What do you mean?"
"Candies of Change is a Candy company," He finally explains. "I take you received your... order?"
You remember the jar of candies downstairs and you nod wordlessly.
"Good," The man replies. "I've done my job, I better be off, finishing my deliveries."
But you're definitely not letting him get away with so soddy an explanation. "I didn't order those candy," you tell him sharply.
"Then it must be a gift," he says as a matter-of-factly. "We don't give away free candy."
You blink. "Who ordered for my gift?"
"Was it labelled who it was from?" The man abruptly asks.
"No," you recall. "Nothing at all."
The man shrugs. "Then the sender didn't intend for you to know."
You open your mouth indignantly, but nothing comes out. This is ridiculous! An anonymous magical gift? What next?
But then, something stranger is happening. The man takes a single candy out of his crazily coloured pocket. The candy is bright yellow - and it reminds you of those in the jar below. It does not look anywhere near normal.
He sees you staring at him stupidly, and smiles. "Teleportation candies," he explains. "I deliver candy orders. To humans, witches, demons, anyone. We don't discriminate. Very useful for sifting through worlds, you know."
Your jaw drops even more and hits the ground. "What?"
"Try out your own candies," he advises. "They are just as interesting. But remember to read the words on the sweet wrapper. Different coloured candies are for different uses."
You just gape as he pops the 'so-called' magical candy in his mouth and sucks it merrily. "I wish to teleport to Faerieland!" He yells happily, before winking mischievously at you. You think it is some sort of prank, but before you can shift an eyelash, he is gone.
Just... Gone. There is no trace of him at all.
You stare at the piece of space where he used to be for a long time, before something strikes you. Shouldn't you be testing out the sweets? The man did mention about candies with 'different uses'. You definitely should be getting down to trying them...
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