The Beast

The Beast

It was raining and I had decided to stay in for the night. My favorite sci fi show was on anyway and I had never missed an episode.  My cat Esmerelda, sat purring quietly on my lap and life seemed full of contentment.

I was just about to pop another handful of pretzels in my mouth when all of a sudden I saw it! There is was in the darkest corner of the room. There it was, the large beast.

It called to me, beckoning me to it.  This beast demanded servitude that only I could give it. Only I could continue feeding its ferocious appetite.

I feared it. I wanted nothing to do with it. I must resist it. No!

I turned my head in hopes it would leave me alone. However, it was to no avail. It's power was too strong and it needed what energy I had in order to stay alive.

Slowly, I got up from the couch an inched my way toward it.  My hands and forehead where sweaty in anticipation of what was to come next. Closer and closer I crept toward it, being careful not to make any sudden moves.

With an evil vengeance the beast tripped me and I stumbled in to it.  Defeated, I hung my head low, bowing to it as only it demanded. 

Then and only then I stepped on its powerful foot and it roared with pleasure, for it had won. In return the beast granted me a gift. 

 And that gift  was a clean floor.

By MR...aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

Originally written January 24, 2010

Rewritten November 12, 2010

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