[Mkguild] A very short MK story

Christian Okane chrisokane at verizon.net
Sun Oct 25 02:44:32 UTC 2009


This small piece came to me during a birthday party. It has NOT happened to
me in real life. honest!



The Present
by Christian O'Kane


12/26/707CR


   Misha was late getting up that morning. Usually by 7am he was in his
office but it was now almost 9am and he had not yet shown for the day.  With
some reluctance the fox morph left his apartment and slowly walked down one
of the countless hallways of Metamor Keep.

   Danielle and Finbar were slowly walking down the same corridor. The two
mustelids were walking arm in arm. In front of them suddenly appeared a
sight that made them both stop short.

   There in front of them was the leader of the Long scouts; Misha. The fox
morph was wearing a pair of pants colored a nondescript brown. But he also
wearing a wool sweater dyed the brightest shade of pink with small blue,
green and brown fish all over it.

   "Misha," Finbar said. "Where did you get that sweater. It's the ugl . .
."

   "MY NIECE MADE THIS FOR ME," Misha snarled and curled his lips revealing
a muzzle filled with sharp teeth. "And I think it's nice."

   Danielle put both hands around Finbar's muzzle shutting him up. "We think
it's very nice," she said calmly.

   Finbar just nodded his head slowly in agreement.

   "Finbar's taking me to on a picnic," Danielle said hastily. "We want to
get the food and down to the river. Good bye!"

   "But it's winter!" Finbar complained.

   "Quiet!" With that she pulled the ferret morph by the arm and the two ran
out of sight quickly.

   There was a group of a dozen people clustered around the doorway to
Misha's office when he arrived there.

   "Misha," Oberon said cheerfully. "Good morning!"

   "Misha!" Meredith said. "Where did you get that sweater."

      Misha's lips curled in a snarl and the hackles came up. "THIS IS A
PRESENT FROM MY NIECE FOR YULE. ANYTHING WRONG WITH IT?"

   The group went silent instantly.

   "No," Georgette said softly.

   "It's . . . " Meredith stuttered. "Very nice. "You'll stay warm with that
on."

   With that Misha turned and walked into his office without another word.

   The End


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