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Chapter #7
Pixie Feet
by: Unknown
You wake up in the sand just as a pair of large sandaled monster feet come in front of you and you let out a shriek. Strangely the feet almost looked human. This was one of those humanoid monsters and the toenails, now the size of mountains at your shrunken size, were painted with gold colored polish with star designs on them. You recognized these feet all too well. "You have got to be kidding me." You mutter to yourself.
You look up to see this titaness was wearing a red and red lifeguard's uniform similar to your own, but you knew for a fact it wasn't Roxy. No, this was Stella, your most hated coworker. Stella was a giant fairy, though smaller than Roxy and Fran (unsurprising given their species). If you didn't work here, she'd be the shortest monster working at the beach. She had long blonde hair and orange sparkling wings. She looked like a fairy from a TV show you saw a long time ago. Ironically, that fairy was also named Stella.
But the reason Stella was your least favorite coworker was because she was very condescending towards humans and mocked you every time she got the chance. The day she started work and you first met her, she kicked sand over you. That pixie had a rotten attitude and if you were her size you'd pull her wings right off.
But you had to get to safety before Stella stepped on you and pushed you into the sand, so you jump on Stella's sandal and hide between her big and index toes. You cover your mouth and cough. Who would've thought fairies would have a bad case of foot odor. As you're coughing, you hear Stella giving that annoying laugh of hers, magnified louder because of your smaller size, nearly deafening you.
"Thirty minutes in and Stephen hasn't punched in yet. Stupid human. Maybe now Fran will finally fire him." She laughs again and you give an annoyed look. Stella always knew how to get on your nerves. "Wouldn't it be great if he got eaten by a bandersnatch or something? It would be his own fault for getting shipwrecked on monster shores. That's human stupidity for you."
Stella laughed again and you grit your teeth. Why did Fran have to hire that obnoxious sprite? She was completely insufferable. Then she said something to really make you angry. "After all, he's just a seeing eye dog for that leather winged blimp Roxy. Seven years of experience and these days she needs that human to look over her shoulder. Then again, a gargoyle who can't see her toes needs all the sight she can get. And I'll bet she's a fossil, considering her "little" sister has hair so white they could build a ski-lift on her head.
Stella laughs to herself at the insults she thought she was saying to herself about both you and Roxy. You had had it with her up to this point. "Oh that is it," you say. "Take this fairy bitch!" You knew it was stupid and there was a chance Stella would find you even if you were shrunken to the size of a grain of sand to a 300 foot fairy, but you decided to run up between her toes and bite her, just to take out your frustration of her rotten attitude towards her fellow lifeguards. But will Stella notice it?
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