Fantastopia: The New Life (part 1)

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Little talks with Gramps

Okay, I’ve had enough some creepiness for today, and thankfully Aria and I were able to leave Wren’s lair after that. And this time, going down the spiral stairs was a lot easier and quicker, though I still wish they could have put in an elevator.

“Now as much as I would like to show you around some more” Aria spoke once we made it to the first floor “I feel like you should be heading home before your parents start to wonder where you are.”

Oh damn, I totally forgot about them. Better hope gramps still has my back.

“Um, you’re right,” I agreed, “Although my parents probably think I’m still in my room studying or something.”

“Are you very serious about your studies?”

“I am, it’s my last year of college, and I’m gonna make sure I graduate.”

“Well-” she smiled, “Good luck with your studies. But you do know that you gotta focus on this now right?”

Sigh, “Of course, now I gotta live a double life, that doesn’t sound hard at all.”

“Talk to your grandfather about it, he’s done it before, maybe he can give you some tips.”

“I will.”

“Alright then,” she smiled once more while holding out her hand “It was nice meeting you, Jesse. I hope to see you tomorrow to begin your training.”

“Oy,” I whined while shaking her hand.

Why me? Why?!

“Hey,” she spoke strongly, “You’re gonna be fine. And I promise you, you’re not going to die.”

“What’s a chance of me actually dying?”

“Um... about 60%”

“Good enough.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure it won’t happen.”

I better not die, if I die in Fantastopia and my parents don’t know, it’s gonna really terrible.

“You know how to get home right?” she asked.

“Just rub the ring 3 times?”

“Correct. Now I recommend you come back here sometime in the morning, try not to be late okay?”

“Um, I’ll try I guess,” I shrugged.

“Good,” she patted my shoulder, “See you tomorrow then.”

“You too,” I felt myself smile as she took a step back to allow me to do my thing.

I held up my hand to see that the ring had turned back to blue, most likely indicating that I was calm because, well, I was at the moment. I rubbed the gem 3 times, and just like before, I felt that gush of wind as I closed my eyes. When I opened them, I found myself back in my room.

Whoa. I cannot believe I was transported to a world that I never even knew existed, and now I’m back in the real world. This is some crazy shit. Oh wait, that reminds me, I gotta go talk to my grandfather, and make sure my parents never knew I was gone.


So, thankfully, my parents weren’t even home while I was gone, they were probably doing their weekend shopping to even know what I was doing, so that’s good. Well, except for the fact that I had to help them bring all of their groceries in which took some time, damn.

“Hey,” my grandfather whispered to me once we were done with the groceries “Did you go?”

I made sure no one was around to hear us as I whispered back, “Yeah.”

“You wanna talk about it?”


We made out way back upstairs and into my room as we closed the door.

“So,” he began while grinning “You decided to go after all eh?”

“No, I did not decide,” I replied while plopping on my bed.

“You rubbed the ring by accident?”

“... Yeah.”

“It happens,” he chuckled while sitting next to me “So, tell me everything from the beginning.”

“Well let’s see here-” I began as I told him everything from the trolls to the king to even Wren, and by the look on his face he seemed very amused.

“You’ve met Wren huh?” he chuckled.

“You’ve met her before, didn’t you? Since she’s immortal and all.”

“Yes,” he nodded, “Now let me tell you, she may be creepy, but she’s a good girl, you can trust her.”

“As long as she doesn’t use any of my body parts for potions, I think I can handle her.”

“As long as you don’t make her mad, then you’ll live.”

Please, like I would make a girl like her mad. From what I’ve known, never make a goth person angry, or better yet, just stay away from them.

“So, what have you learned about the ring?” he asked.

“That it’s also a mood ring.”

“That’s true, so be careful when you’re around others, the color of your ring could expose some secrets.”

Oh damn.

“Does everyone know what each color stands for?” I questioned.

“Not that I know of, but you should be able to understand what each color means.”

I looked down at the ring that was still on my finger, the gem was still blue, but I can’t help but wonder what other colors there are and what they mean.

“Do you know what else your ring can do?” my grandfather continued to ask.

“Oh um- it’s also a tracking device.”


“Um- apparently it glows when danger is near.”


#105 in Fantasy
#32 in Contemporary fiction
#12 in Humor

Story about: fantasy, comedy, elves

Edited: 24.08.2019

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