Magical Tipsy Toes

This was supposed to be a funny entry, but screw that. So let me tell you guys a story…
This is the story of the brownie and the fairy…

Long time ago…. there lived a brownie, named Bronzy, he lived in a toadstool on the right side of the mountain. Right over on the other side of the mountain, there lived a fairy, named Goldie. Now, Bronzy and Goldie were best friends and they loved each other dearly, not intimately, more like I-would-do-anything-for-you love. Only hitch, is that it only worked one way… From Goldie to Bronzy. Not that Bronzy didn’t love Goldie. He did. Massively. But maybe just not as much as Goldie loved him.

So one day, Goldie decided to head over to Bronzy’s house to give him a piece of her mind. She brought with her a cream pie in case he somehow managed to flip things around, then she would throw it in his face see. SO, she went to his house and guess what?! YES everyone, being the bastard brownie he was, he managed to flip it around and somehow make it about him. AGAIN. So guess what she did?
Yup…
She threw the pie in his face…

And then she climbed to the roof of his bastard pathetic toadstool, painted on her body, “Because Bronzy was a Bastard” and jumped off…

Poor Goldie… Stupid bitch.

Okay…Too much coffee tonight. Hmm…hop on over to this .
I copied from CFB, who copied from tipsyfaerie…

Thank you everyone… Mustabaaa to you.

Pouty: “Oh my!!! I think my stomach is moldy”

Sharkbait: “I’m sorry, what?”

Pouty then proceeds to gesture with her hands in the air screaming… “My stomach, its moldy!!!! Help”

Sharkbait: “I think you need serious help Pouty”

Pouty: “Should I go to the doctors now? I might die of a moldy stomach..hahaha”

Sharkbait: “I think its time we stop talking to each other now”

Pouty: “No la, hahhaha…I ate moldy bread this morning so I think my stomach might have molds.”

Sharkbait: “Why would you eat moldy bread? Couldn’t you tell it was moldy or something?”

Pouty: “Ya I did..but since I already started eating the bread I thought I might as well finish it lor. It was with cheese. Maybe the cheese was moldy.

Sharkbait: “Ok”

Pouty: “I ate moldy bread and you don’t even care!!

Sharkbait: “Ok babe…chill, you ate it already there is nothing we can do except call the Bread Molds Doctors.”

Pouty: “Hahaha..you’re funny. But can the doctors take it out? Should I see a doctor now? Oh my god, I can’t believe the bread was moldy!! I am freak cause I ate moldy bread. Am I freak?”

Sharkbait: “COLORFUL SHOES!!!!!!!!!!!! RIDDLER!!!!!!!!!”

Came to work with a hole in her pocket. Took a walk with a stone in her shoe. Spoke to a man who carried a black umbrella.

“Is it broken?”, he asked.

His umbrella looked fine, she thought. But instead she asked, “Why do you want to know?”

He ignored her question but repeated his again, “Is it broken?”. She could have ignored him or just say anything and be on her way. But something stopped her.

“No, its fine. It’s not broken”, she assured him.

He smiled. A smile that reached his eyes. “It’s broken.”

A little irritated, she replied..”Well, it sure doesn’t look like it”

“Ah, it has been for sometime now. Sometimes you don’t realize it’s broken till it starts to rain”, he said knowingly as he tried to move closer to her.

Feeling stupid, she stepped away from him, “Then why bother asking me, you should just wait for it to rain”

He reached for her hand and held it.. “I am. That’s why I’m here.” Suddenly, she realized he looked strangely familiar. But her mind was a blank. She tried to talk but couldn’t. And that’s when it happened, she started trembling…she didn’t even realize she was before. He drew her closer into his arms and that’s when she crumbled. As he hugged her, she broke down.

“Just let me hold you while you’re falling apart”, he whispered.