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Jenny's Mist


It was around dinner time when Sir Hoski arrived to take his show place and quickly his devoted kitten pulled a ding dong ditch by running out the door.

“Where are you going on this beastly night,” Sir Hoski growled claiming a very mature statement, “there is a red fog coming that I hear is very angry about being out of the money.”

Hal and Dale two college students were ready to go inside the show place when Jenny appeared wearing a heavenly moonstone ring.

Feeling flirty the blonde haired Jenny flung her arms around, “are you two ready to see the red fog and if it is truly like a rainbow there would be,”

“A pot of gold,” Hal and Dale said in unison.

“Where did you get that heavenly moonstone ring,” Hal asked as Jenny opened the door to the show place.

“My ex-boyfriend I brought him to see the red fog,” Jenny told them, “then I found out he was out of the money then I dumped him. “

Taking a seat on the velvet chair, Dale could not take his eyes off the moonstone that graced Jenny’s decision finger, “That moonstone, is flat awesome Jenny,” Dale stuttered at Jenny’s beauty. “She’s all Women Dale,” Hal laughed.

Sir Hoski came out of the darkness and pulled Jenny aside our sky chaser is ready to go and its computer told me it was out of money just in case the two fools do not have the funds. “That Internet can do anything,” Jenny gave Sir Hoski a peck on the cheek.

“It’s showtime at the show place,” Jenny announced, “Now you two need to pony up the big bucks, so be dears and send over the dough.”

Hal and Dale were now mature and pulled out their starter allowance that covered the price of seeing the red fog in action. Smiling seeing the two kids were well funded Jenny stepped off the stage, “and in a few moments you both will see the red fog.”

Without a light on the two sat in darkness and there were sound effects of a female yelling about being out of the money. “What do you mean the Sky Chaser does not have money?” The question could be heard throughout the establishment.

Suddenly one light came on and Sir Hoski’s head took center stage. Hal and Dale stared at it before letting out a scream. Running for the door which was flung open in seconds Jenny came back into the spotlight, “Did you like the sound effects of a red fog?” She asked in a high pitch voice. And as the two disappeared into the night the devoted kitten scurried back into the show place and into a safe place.

“That head looks just like you, Sir Hoski,”

Smiling Sir Hoski added counting the cash, “you know how to conjure up the red fog really good.”


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