Penultimate Day of Story Telling

Steven Blizsinski was a normal fellow. He lived a normal life in an everyday situation. Except when he went to Thermastelya. It was a magical place that was, sadly, inside one of Steven's socks. He had found it doing something rather uncouth with a sock and felt something oddly cold. When he looked he was pulled inside to this magic world. The odd thing was, everyone inside this world, everyone was an object that in the normal world was inanimate, like clothes or furniture. Steve's best friend from Thermastelya was a cardigan named Chuck. The two of them had a great adventures all the time. One day however that all changed...


Steven Blizsinski and Chuck where having a normal day in and everyday fashion. At first nothing was extraordinary in Thermastelya. The duo had just spent the afternoon sneaking into homes and unpairing Sock children, for this was the type of adventures that Steven Blizsinski and Chuck enjoyed the most. Afterwhich, they returned to Chuck's Drier, but something was off. Chuck started to sneeze. Steven Blizsinski had never seen a cardigan sneeze before, it never occurred to him that cardigan's had noses or eyes or even souls--this however was a magical world, and Steven Blizsinski sometimes failed to actually acknowledge this. And Chuck continued to sneeze, which struck him as odd as he didn't realize that he could sneeze either. Discovering the root of the problem Steven Blizsinski quickly realized that there was cat hairs on everything in the Drier.

Steven Blizinski was not a fan of generalizations, but he knew cat hairs, as a whole, are no good, they're mischievous, immature, they certainly don't think before they act and they will follow anyone with a crazy enough idea. "Hey, do you think you can crawl out of my friend's, uh, nose, or fibers or whatever? He's kind of allergic, oddly enough." The cat hairs' reply was completely unintelligible, just a mesh of high-pitched garbles. They all spoke at once and none of them said exactly the same thing and the giggled relentlessly throughout. The main gist seemed to be that they found their little prank hilarious and they weren't leaving until they get completely bored. The strangest thing about cat hairs is although they're easily distracted, they can spend a frighteningly long time getting a kick out of the same old jokes.

Steven Blizinski knew he had to do something, but this would prove to be difficult seeing as they were cat hairs, and cat hairs are very capable of sticking to fabric and being difficult to grab. He ran through many ideas, "Wash them? No, Chuck is dry clean only. Distract them? No, they're too fixated on this prank." Just as he was getting frustrated by all of his dead-end ideas one last one hit him. So he ran, he went from store to store trying to find just one lint brush or lint roller, but he couldn't find any. "There are always way too many of them back home, why can't I find just one?" Steven thought, frustrated. "I guess all I can do is go back and see if there's anything Chuck has that could work." Defeated Steven walked back to Chuck's dryer to find Chuck sulking in a corner, no longer sneazing. "Chuck, they left, that's great!" Steven exclaimed to his distraught friend. "Yeah, they left, just like you did. I thought you were my best friend, but I guess man and cardigan aren't able to be friends." "But Chuck." "No, you'll just leave me at my weakest again. Good-bye Steven Blizinski, we are no longer friends."