Dear Diary.....

Please tell that man to go away.

The one outside, tapping on the Oak Bark of my hut. I just want peace and quiet, to get away from my troublesome duties as the Queen of Fairies. Everyone in my kingdom pesters me with the smallest of matters. 

The cost for Star Fruit are getting to expensive, please deal with it.

The pixie schools are too old, please deal with it.

The public bathrooms are violated by Goblins, please deal with it.

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I hate those lazy fae more than humans who keep knocking on my door. It’s to the point where I wish I could declare war on my own citizens. Quote me.

Anyhow, that man was still tapping against my treehouse.

He seems adamant to speak with me. So I ended up answering the door.

I asked him what did he needed. The man politely took off his hat and introduced himself.

Nikola Tesla, from the Alternating Current Company of New York. 

He was conducting an experiment with radio waves and wireless transmitters. The self-proclaimed inventor was in the middle of stapling electrical cables up along my tree to connect to devices on the roof.

The reason why he knocked was simple.

He asked if I could lend him my bathroom, so he could wash his hands.

I looked at him, and kindly replied.

F**k you.

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As a Fairy Queen, I wholeheartedly believe in Karma. But I know I was innocent as to what happened later. It must have been a mistake.

One of the electric cables fell loose and landed on me.

My royal @ss received 10 000 volts that day.

I have been sleeping on my stomach ever since.

つづく。