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Minty Merriwether – Book Imp!

“Aha, second time lucky!” announced the creature triumphantly.

“Wha – who – what are you?” mumbled Katie, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. “Hey, you’re standing on my feet!”

“Oh, sorry,” said the little creature sheepishly, moving back.

Katie stared at him – if it was a “him”. About two feet tall, he was distinctly demon-like in appearance. Two tiny horns protruded from his head, a little forked tail swished behind him and in one hand he held the requisite trident. In his other hand he held a book – a tome of dark spells, Katie surmised. He wore a tiny cape and jacket, on the front of which were emblazoned the letters “MM”.

“Don’t be scared, little girl,” announced the creature, “for I am Minty Merriwether, a Book Imp from the Nether Realms, and I have come to show you the beauty of…” (here he paused dramatically),ย “…books!” he finished triumphantly.

“I’m not scared,” replied Katie. “You’re just cheese.”

“Cheese? CHEESE!” The little guy looked upset. “I’ve never been more insulted in my life! Cheese indeed.” He began mumbling under his breath.

“I ate cheese right before I went to bed and you’re the resulting nightmare,” she explained. “My Mum warned me about this.”

He trotted up the bed and started poking Katie in the arm.

“Does this feel like a dream? Does it? Does it? Hmm?”

“Ow! Stop it!” squealed Katie, rubbing her arm. “Okay, you’re real!” Realisation dawned. “Um, you’re real.” She started feeling a little worried. “I’ve seen pictures in books that look like you. The pictures weren’t very nice.”

“Don’t fret! I don’t mean you any harm. Book Imps aren’t like other demons!” said Minty, swishing his tail.

Katie stared pointedly at his horns.

“I mean, Book Imps don’t go around hurting people. We just want to show people how great it is to read!

“Books are great!
Books are cool!
Books will help when you’re at school!”

Katie gave him a look which implied she wasn’t particularly impressed with his poetry.

“Okay, supposing I believe you,” said Katie, “what have you got there?” She pointed at the book.

“It’s an atlas! It shows you all the countries of the world, and explains all about them!” Minty opened the book to let her see.

“Oh, kind of like Google Maps but on paper!” said Katie, peering at the book.

“Um, yes, if you like,” replied Minty. He said something under his breath which included the words “internet” and “damned”.

“And it wasn’t easy getting it to you,” he continued. “Not easy at all. Not all demons are like me – some are pretty nasty, let me tell you. There’s always someone trying to stop me in my Great Work.”

“What happened?” asked Katie, warming to the little fellow. He seemed harmless enough. “Do tell!”

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  1. Gilraen
    June 12, 2013 at 7:03 pm

    Ah I get it, he was cheese on potato ๐Ÿ™‚
    Nice story I really enjoyed that


  2. June 13, 2013 at 3:19 am

    Good grief, reading you as enjoyable as you are, it’s become a google relationship. Pagination, it took awhile but at least I understood.
    Then I erred by reading the reply prior to reading the story. Gilraen, thank for the insight. Finally I found the potato and salad, I think, but not the cheese on the potato.
    In the future I will enjoy you without the understanding, if that’s ok.


    • June 13, 2013 at 6:30 am

      That’s probably a good idea – there seems to be a lot more in this story than I actually intended :-).
      Cheese gives you nightmares (old wives’ tale). Kartoffelsalat – yes, it means potato salad in German but it also sounded like a funny name for a horrible demon. Then Minty (the cheese) got one over on the potato (salad).
      So Gilraen has actually identified a subtle layer in the story I didn’t even know was there myself. Cool! ๐Ÿ™‚


  3. June 13, 2013 at 11:59 am

    You have some imagination, drali ๐Ÿ™‚


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