Brendanjoke

It was just like any other day, or so I thought at least. The birds were chirping up on trees, clouds were rolling by the bright blue sky and Elves were dumpster diving in the alleyway.

Okay, one of those three didn't sound right...

I had a boring life once. Recently though, it has become less boring... to put it one way.

Finding a random Elf in the dumpster? Heh, must be a Monday.

A normal person would have walked by. A normal person would have ignored it.

I must be a pretty weird guy, then.

Now I have this Elf swearing her allegiance to me. What's next, vampires?

Better not jinx it.

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My Servant Is An Elf Knight From Another World

That it was something personal - a troubling concern that wasn't any of my concern, and then after hearing her out… through a series of long discomforting pauses, averted gazes, and a thinly-veiled front of nonchalance, I realized this was beyond being childish, this wasn't just personal… or even trouble.

This was simply downright adorable. Irene was adorable. She really, truly was, and I do not say a single syllable lightly. Seriously these were words I'd never thought I'd be stringing together in that precise order.

See, through these sometimes blurred, sometimes blind, not to mention stupid, blackened meat-lenses of mine, Irene was this esteemed individual held in the highest regard. This high-and-mighty icon I propped on this high-and-mighty pedestal.

Clearing The Air, Part 2