Oh, she would wring that mage's neck! Wait, you quack, when I get my hands on you, you'll... Arabella wanted to let out an evil laugh, but all that came out of her throat was a small pitiful squeak. Invisible to your followers you will be, the mage had claimed...That impostor! Well she gave him that, she was practically invisible, but any falling orange could crush her! Or worse, she became the victim of a cat, which then gleefully ate her entrails. In pure horror, she shook herself. Arabella stared into the puddle in front of her. Stubby legs, fluffy belly, button eyes, round cheeks, velvety silver fur and gigantic teeth. She was a freaking hamster! An exceedingly cute hamster. Really exquisitely cute! Her cheeks were cuddly to pinch in and this shiny chubby belly ...No Arabella, concentrate! She took another look in the reflection. So cute! She slapped her face with both paws. Concentrate, Arabella! You are a hamster now! Death lurks at every corner... So far, she had been lucky. She had woken up in a back alley. Probably that wretched mage had robbed her and dumped her there. She would find him and demand that he change her back on the spot! (She was too unmarried and fluffy to die!) Wildly determined, she raised her paw fist in the air. Just you wait, you thieving mage!
"Oh, what are you doing here?" Arabella was so caught up in plotting revenge that she hadn't noticed the man, who now zapped her small form with one grip. Damn!
Marriage?! No way! Arabella wants more than to become some man's decorated accessory. On the way to her own wedding, the bride bails to finally be free. But there are moments in life when you should listen to your mother, for example, not to drink magic potions of unknown origin...
Well at least as a hamster I don't have to marry anyone anymore...There is only one problem why does this guy stuff me in his jacket pocket?!
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