The Girl (Anthologies Ep.4)

Diancie pounded at the bars of her cage, weeping. Steam drifted by her face, her tears vaporized.

            'Oh, why oh why did I do this?' she thought. 'I've got to be the stupidest fairy in the world, taking a job with the first weapons contractor. I should've known they'd use me for testing. Why oh why did I do this? Why?"

            Diancie's face fell, began to rise as Espurr stepped into view.

            "Please oh please, let me go!" Diancie pleaded. "I just wanted to work for you!"

            "And you are," Espurr said. "And when today is over, I'll send you home with four thousand dollars, more than enough to tide you and your family over till you can find yourself a real job."

            "Please!" Diancie begged. "There must be some other way I can help! Maybe..."

Espurr looked puzzled, then realized and laughed.

            "Oh," he said. "That's what you mean. No, I'm sorry. I don't take melted poon. Besides, my heart's not good enough for that anymore."

            Espurr turned around, nodded to Diancie's keepers, on their lunch break.

            "I've got a good story for you and the others tonight, boys," Espurr said.

            "Oh boy," muttered one guard. "I hope it's the one with the prostitutes, that one's hilarious."

            Diancie watched Espurr go and wept.

She prayed the keepers would take another hour for their sandwiches and coffee.