Short Stories 10

What might happen?

One quick thing before I go to bed
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John: Hm. A poet.
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His imagination:

John: *writing quietly*

End imagination.
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John: *smiles softly* maybe maybe maybe. Plus I do get to have Felix to keep me company.

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Felix: *biting his nails* What would happen if Johnny quit?

His imagination:

Woman: Oh did you hear about the flower shop?

Woman 2: I'm ever so sad that it's closing!!

Woman: We won't get to look at that hunk anymore!!

Felix: Yes!! .... but wait...

Woman 3: He became a poet!!!

Woman 2: oh my gosh!! Now he's even more popular then before!!

John: Felix I think I'm getting quite bored of you. I found myself some lovely ladies that'll entertain me more then you do.

Felix: *tears up* D-don't leave me!! You're all I have!!

End imagination.

Jake: Mom?

Felix: *jumps and looks at him* D-don't scare me like that!

Jake: *feels his cheek wiping his tears* Why are you crying?

Felix: I-I'm just sad... that.. you're father's might... I mean that your father's closing up the shop.

Jake: ooh! Maybe I could run it!

Felix: What?

Jake: Well I do know quite a bit about plants! I read all of dad's flower books and I love going outside!

Felix: well... maybe..

John: Felix!!~ Maybe I wanna be a poet... or maybe I just wanna stay with you? *hugs him* I guess owning a flower shop isn't as easy as I thought it would be.

Felix: *hugs back stroking his hair* whispers: I don't want this to be part of my imagination... please.

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It wasn't