“Fairy Queen”: magical, modern, mayhem // StayHomeWriMo Day 14

Hey, y’all!

I know I didn’t post yesterday but here’s today’s short story; not my best work but I’ve never been the best at fantasy (even though it’s the easiest to plot… why?!). I hope you like it!

Also, thank you so much for 300 followers, guys!

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Prompt: Being new in town, you decided to introduce yourself to the neighbors. When you knock on the door, you are greeted by a small army of fairies who take you captive.

“Hello, is anyone here?”

Cecily knocked on the door using the elaborate golden knocker. Surely someone had to be there- it was mid-afternoon on a Friday during summer. Plus, the windows were open.

“Hello?” she asked again before sighing and turning away. Cecily had been hoping to meet her neighbors today; she’d even brought banana bread that she had actually baked herself. Moving to a completely new state would have been more tolerable if Cecily had neighbors whom she could count on.

Just as she was turning, the door was pulled open and Cecily whirled back around- only to be met with a gust of wind that pulled her inside.

“Oomph-!” she gasped as the door shut behind her and she slumped to the ground. Cecily’s head hurt and her knees ached from where they had been slammed to the hardwood floor.

“What’s going on?” she asked the empty room groggily.

She was met with silence.

Until a flurry of bright colors overcame her, pinning her to the ground.

“Help!” Cecily shouted. “What’s happening?!”

The rainbow wave slowed down enough for Cecily to make out-

“Wings?” she asked incredulously. “God, I really must have hit my head hard.”

Maybe she was just being paranoid or hallucinating. Maybe those tiny voices she was positive were surrounding her were just a figment of her imagination. Maybe she wasn’t even in this house; she was still back in Vermont with her family- nope, that part wasn’t possible.

But Cecily looked around and realized that she wasn’t hallucinating. In fact, the tiny creatures looked like small humans with… glittery wings attached. They looked like they came right out of a fairy tale.

“Fairies?” she asked softly.

The fairies fluttered midair like they were unsure of what to do. From what Cecily could see, it seemed like they were conversing in the hushed whispers that were too small for her to make out.

Finally, she could hear something: one fairy with red hair and translucent wings was saying, “Maybe we can trust her.”

“Yes!” Cecily jumped in. “Please, I won’t hurt any of you. I even brought, um, a peace offering.” She held up her banana bread.

The fairies all looked at her. Then the red-haired one spoke again, but this time directed to Cecily.

“You have a good heart and you’re lucky that we love sweet treats, human.”

Cecily sighed in relief. “Oh, thank god. Why do you guys live in this random house? What’s your name? Are you even fairies?”

An offended gasp spread among the fairies. There had to be over a hundred of them, Cecily thought with surprise.

“Our previous human lived in this house. My name is Jhantal. Yes, we are fairies.”

Cecily tried not to dwell on the fact that they had a ‘previous human’ who wasn’t here anymore.

“Okay…” Cecily said slowly. “What do you guys do?”

Jhantal flitted in front of Cecily. “We are fairies. We each have powers separately and collectively. We serve our Queen.”

Another fairy with a sparkly green dress flew forward. “I’m Lille. I’m the Head Fairy for plant magic. There’s twenty of us. Jhantal is the Head Fairy of fire magic. Yamuna is the Head Fairy for water magic. Alizeh is the Head Fairy of air magic.”

Cecily listened, wide-eyed. “Who’s your Queen?”

Lille and Jhantal exchanged solemn looks.

“Well,” Jhantal started. “It looks like you’re destined to be the Fairy Queen.”

And that’s a wrap! 😉 Personally I’m not as invested in this story as I was with the others- I didn’t build up the characters, plot, or world as much- but I did leave it on a cliffhanger like I do with basically every short story I ever write, whoops!

Are you quarantined? Do you like fairies? How are you feeling? What genre is the easiest for you to write? Did you feel like this story was disappointing compared to others?