(21 votes) (4.14)
“Katy…I was wondering about one of our newer children we’ve taken in…” a very important Yuki-Onna wondered.
“And here I thought you were still hibernating from the warm weather…yes, I am very concerned myself, but I’m surprise to see you take notice too” Katy said.
“Well our newest spirit seems awfully distant from the rest of the children…my Yuki-Warashi can’t seem to get through to her too” the Yuki-Onna said.
“It’s to be expected, she was raised in a…certain way…perhaps our newest employee can-” Katy began before shutting herself up.
“Newest what now? Did I hear that correctly? You hired someone under my radar…*tsk-tsk* Katy, as Co-founder of our little Orphanage, I should have been made aware of this newcomer’s presence” the Yuki-Onna answered sternly, though the smile she wore spoke of a completely different attitude.
“Well you have a…colorful history you know…one that I would rather not have our new employee get involved…not until he’s ready. Don’t want to scare him off-” Katy added before she realized she’s revealed too much.
“He!? Male!? Well-well-well…now I’m curious…but not curious enough to deal with the heat…I’ll drop by soon though…very soon~” the Yuki-Onna giggled to herself before vanishing in a flurry of snow and wind.
“…Oh dear…I sure hope Anon can forgive me…” Katy murmured under her breath.
(22 votes) (4.23)
“So~ Nirvana, how’s our new employee I hired? What do you think of him?” The Echidna Katy asked her fashionista.
“Hm~ a bit of a stiff if you ask me, not the best fashion sense, but he’s harmless enough for the kids…I think he thinks I’m genuinely interested in him after our first time together” the Arachne Nirvana replied.
“Were you teasing our staff again, you know you can’t blame him for taking it the wrong way. I know how you like to toy with others” Katy scolded.
“Fair enough, I’ll give him a week to cut loose, and learn to have some fun, but if you ask me, I think you’re real concern is what our co-founder will do to him when she finds out…you haven’t told her yet have you?” Nirvana asked.
“Are you crazy? You know how she gets during the warmer seasons, we’ve been lucky she’s been relatively quiet and seclusive this past month, plus I don’t want her scaring away our new employee with her…’pranks’…” Katy put a strange emphasis on the work ‘prank’
“In any case, some of the kids who said hello to him want to meet with him again, seems like they all have something to say” Nirvana replied.
“I gave him another early morning shift with our kitchen manager, so long as they don’t mind waking up a little earlier than usual, we can arrange something, I just hope he’ll listen…” Katy said.
(24 votes) (4.58)
“You’re from around here?”
The gorgeous bartender’s surprise was a bit understandable, since it was safe to say this ski resort didn’t necessarily cater to the ‘dying northern Maine mill town’ demographic.
“Oh, ayuh.” I nod in the affirmative.
“Whereabouts?” she asks, as I put my ID back in my wallet. The little plastic rectangle still has a tangible chill.
Seems like a silly question, but it’s not unreasonable for her to assume that the address on my driver’s license isn’t current.
“Castle Rock.” I say with a straight face.
She pauses for a moment. Clearly this girl has read her some Steven King.
“C’mon…..really- where are you from?”
She didn’t say anything right away, but her eyes lit up.
“Jessica Oba-san?” she finally asks me excitedly.
“I’m sorry- what?”
“Oh…I’m sorry….” she gushed enthusiastically. “It’s just that we used to get Murder She Wrote on TV when I was growing up. Except in Japanese, it was called The Case Files of Jessica Oba-san. I used to love watching that show.”
(26 votes) (4.62)
The snow danced and swirled like thousands of little ghostly white dervishes in the glare of the headlights as the truck made its way down the darkened highway.
‘This is not her handiwork’ the driver said to himself for what must’ve been the thousandth time tonight. A massive winter storm system of ice, snow and gale force winds was stretching from Cape Breton to Michigan’s upper peninsula- and here he was in the thick of it, trying to keep one of the state’s highways open with metal on asphalt and thousands of pounds of silica and salt slowly draining from the dump body behind him.
Tonight’s storm had an especially harsher and far more unforgiving edge to it. Her handiwork had a seemingly more personal and almost warmer touch to them.
It was basically the difference between a snow day from school and the snows that trapped the Donner Party.