Not So Lucky Charms

[Kira]

“What all is in this salad, Puppet?” Kira asked as she poked around with her fork. “Better not be those mushrooms I saw you with earlier.”

“Why not? Don’t like mushrooms..?” Puppet replied.

“What is there to like? They’re a fungus…and you have to be careful because some might kill you. Not that I have to worry about that but…don’t want to eat them.” Kira said but she couldn’t tell what was what in the salad with the way he had it set up.

“Then no, there’s no mushrooms..” Puppet said as he started to eat.

Kira stared at him for a moment and sighed. Against her better judgment, she ate it.

Later on Kira has fallen asleep on the sofa. It wasn’t until she felt something somewhat heavy on her chest that she started to stir. She felt like what seemed like tapping, rather patiently. “Come on missy. Wake up..” an rather unfamiliar voice said, the accent sounded Irish.

She reached a hand up and rubbed at one eye before slowing opening it. When she caught sight of the person…or rather thing in question that awake her, she opened her other eye. She stared blankly for a moment. ‘I must still be dreaming..’ she thought. There was plump older man about three feet tall there, wearing green with a red coat. She reached hand out, expecting it not be real but before she reached him, he had disappeared. She sighed softy. “Good it is a dream..”

“Oh no its’ not.” The voice said, now from the back of the sofa.

Kira sat up, her green eyes focused on four of them now. “What the..” she said. “Dreaming about bloody Leprechauns..” she said, rubbing at her eyes again. She felt awake anyway. She looked again but they were still there. “Oh great. I’ve gone off the deep end.”

“Hey there, shut up. We got something to say here.” Another spoke, who looked even older then the first one while the other two looked younger.

“You’re a bloody hallucination.” Kira snapped. “Leprechauns are not real.”

“Oh really now? And vampires were always thought to be real.” He replied smugly.

Kira frowned, it had a point. “Yes well, they are believed to be fairy related…and that might mean you could be Fae..” she said, her mind drifting off to the time she lost her leg to one. With there being four of them they could each have a limb and that would be awful. She got up and quickly moved away from the sofa, keeping an eye on them.

“We’re not taking your limbs deary. Not getting into what exactly we could be here so listen up already.” He said patiently.
“Gathor, are you sure we got the right one?” one of the younger ones asked.

“Yes damn it now shut up.” Gathor replied, glaring at the younger man before looking at Kira again. “Now, we need you to come with us.”

“Oh sure, I’ll just follow the little men dressed in green. That’s a great idea.” Kira snapped, “Man I must be trippin on something.”

“Alright, that does it.” Gathor grumbled, he moved his hand towards the kitchen. Every pot and pan lifted up in the air and was thrown at her.

Kira tried to get out of the way but she felt the door against her back, and she held up her arms to protect her head. “Ow, damn it.” She said as she lowered her arms, the burses that showed up quickly healed. “I’ve heard of stoning but potting or panning?” she said.

“Hardy har.” Gathor said, “Want to try sharp objects?” he added as the knives started to float in the air.

Kira put her hands up. “Okay okay! Damn it.” She said, she didn’t want to see how this turned out. It wouldn’t feel very good to have all those knives go into her. “Angry little guys aren’t you.”

The knives dropped to the floor, sticking into the hard wood flooring which made Kira growl at them.

“Alright, out the door with ya.” Gathor said though was giving a challenging stare to Kira’s glare.

Kira turned the doorknob and opened the door. “Being kidnap by bloody Leprechauns.” She muttered. She still believed that they were fae of some sort, she heard that there were ones that were tricksters.

She got outside, she heard several sets of footsteps behind her which made her turn, not wanting her back towards them.
“Paranoid aren’tcha?” Gathor said with a grin, Kira figured now he must be the leader of this group if it was just on how old he looked alone.

“Have Leprechauns trying to kidnap me who can give me a run for my money, what do you think goirid tèile.” Kira replied, walking backwards as they walked towards her.

“Don’t think we don’t know what ya saying lassie.” The second oldest said, “Don’t be poking fun at our size.”

Kira sighed, “Mind telling what you want with me? Where are we going?” she asked simply.

Gathor pointed off towards the wilderness. “That way.” He said.

“Ah hell no.” Kira said, the thought of having limbs taken again popped up into her mind.

“Get going or we’ll see how small we can compact you and roll you that way.” Gathor said simply.

Kira stared at the grumpy little man, trying to judge if he was serious but she couldn’t see any reason not to believe the threat. It sounded rather painful, worse than the broken back in different directions that Mama had given her. “Really wish you’d tell me what this is all about..” she said.

“You’ll see.” He snapped. “Get going.”

Kira growled. She wasn’t sure if she could kill them all before one could stop her. She searched for her cell phone, hoping she could get a message off to someone for help but she didn’t find it. ’Just great..’ she thought. Then again, she wasn’t sure what these things were so it was best not to cause trouble for anyone else. She was just screwed at this point. They were going to kill her, she heard the shadow realm was rather boring so she knew she wouldn’t be able to stand it.
She headed into the taller grass, trying to keep her mind off the what ifs.

They kept herding her further away from the comforts of paved roads and a new worry popped into her head. Sunrise. She had never been caught out in the sun before and she didn’t want to start.

“We are here.” Gathor said.

“Where’s that exactly!” Kira hissed. All she saw was some tree with an opening near the base, there was nothing else here besides grass.

“You’re looking at it lass.” One of the younger ones replied.

Kira looked at them, the hole wasn’t even big enough for them, let alone her. “You got to be kidding me.” She said.

“Nope.” He replied before Gathor snapped his fingers.

[Kira]

There’s no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

Kira remembered feeling light headed before her vision blurred as she collapsed to the ground. When she opened her eyes the grass was even taller. The little men in green were taller than her now but knew right away that she had gotten even shorter. “What the **** did you do!” she growled as she got to her feet.

“Such language…not befitting for a lady.” Gathor replied, it was clear now that they were all the right size to fit in the hole.

“If you were wanting a well mannered lady then you got the wrong girl.” Kira replied but she got distracted by the fact the sun was coming up and she didn’t want to become a walking matchstick, at this size she would surely go to the shadow realm. She ran off to the only shelter there was, that tree.

Once inside, Kira noticed that there were steps leading down. She sighed when her kidnappers came in as well, with no choice but to go ahead and go in further into the ground.

It took some time to get to the end of the steps, with the only real sounds being their footsteps and breathing. From there, Kira looked out what seemed to be a village. Houses, walkways, shops and lots of small people in green.

“On to the palace with ya.” Gathor said, giving her a quick jab in the side.

Kira growled at him, wondering what their blood tasted like at this point. She sulked and kept walking. The so called palace looked like it was made into a wall of rock. The hallway going in was dimly lit until she got to the end where there were pits of fires scattered in a large room, at the back of the room there was a throne like chair made out of wood.

She was taken passed the throne like chair, going into a smaller room. There was a man there, that looked way different than most of the people she had seen, expressly the way he was dressed as it was more robe like.

“Welcome Kira to your new home..” the man said.

“What koolaid have you been drinking?” Kira replied only to get another jab to the side. “Son of a..” she hissed.

“Such a wild card…shall take some time to tame and train you..” the man added.

Kira started to laugh. “Right. Better luck winning the lotto on that one there.” She said. “Why the hell am I here? Why me?”

The man turned to look at her, smiling some. There was something off with his eyes, like they were empty in a way even though they were rather light in color. “I’m in need of a new wife and you are the closest we could find to what I am looking for.”

Kira blinked before laughing again. “Wife? Like hell. New wife? What did you do to the previous one?” she asked.

“Killed her of course…she got too mouthy.”

“Barking up the wrong tree. I’m not bound to ever be controlled by anyone. Untamable like Mama. So let me go and we can go our own ways here.” Kira replied but was surprised at the speed he used. Before she knew it he had a hand around her throat.

“Can try at least…give it a few hundred years then we’ll see.” He said with a smile as he went to kiss her.

Kira was desperately trying to find one of her daggers to stab this man with but before she could they both got distracted by, I ain't your Puppet. Girl I'm not your puppet. Girl I'm not your puppet puppet puppet. Girl I'm not your puppet

Kira sat straight up on the sofa, feeling the vibration in her pocket. She blinked as she looked around. She was thankful that it had all been just a bad dream, a very vivid bad dream.

’I’ve fallen and can’t get up…help? Stuck on floor…’ the text read.

“Huh..” Kira peered over the sofa, Puppet was face first down on the floor, still holding onto his cell phone. “You! You’re the reason for that dream.” She said, jumping over the sofa. She picked him up by the back of his jacket before switching the front and shook him a little but he was more like a Puppet with no one pulling the strings.

Finally he lifted his head and looked at her. “Oh my god it’s the Easter bunny.” Puppet said before looking down at her and back up. “Oh, wait…Playboy Bunny..” he added with a grin which made Kira drop him back on the floor with a thud. “Ow…that hurt…not nice bun bun..”

“If there was ever a reason to kill you, now would be it.” Kira growled. She grabbed him by his ankle and dragged him outside. She grabbed the back of his jacket again and threw him into the water. He popped up a moment later, gasping for air. He pulled himself out of the water and held his head.

“Damn, what the hell..” Puppet grumbled.

Kira pulled him to his feet by the collar of his jacket. “You put those evil things in my salad and had us both trippin. At least mine was a dream and didn’t have my wondering around in the forest to be fried when the sun came up or eaten by the damn fae.” She said, “And if Mama ever finds out she’s going to want to cleanse me again! If she does I’m taking it out on you!” she dropped him to the ground again. “And now…I feel sick.” She said and ran back inside the cabin.

Puppet stared after for a moment. “Yeah still trippin.” He said with a grin but he had enough sense to get the hell out of the area before she recovered.