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"It's finally ready!" A gitty Gremlin cheered in triumph, as she made the final adjustments to her latest creation. With her new, innovative mini-blimp (tradmark), she'll be able to cruise the skys as if she was taking a short drive down the road.

She quickly climbed in, not wasting a moment to see her machine action. With the flip of a switch, the push of a button and the tickling of a few knobs, she was air-born.

She looked over the clouds, taking in the pure majesty of it all. The big blue truly reminded you that even though everything may seem dark & cloudy from time to time, there will always be a silver linning.

Everything was just wondeful up there, the soft, puffy cotton-candy like clounds, the endless ocean of blue above her head, the white & blue projectile flying straight at her-wait, what?!-

SLASH

With the swing of the assilant's twin blades, months of our Gremlin's work was reduce to nothing more than a perfectly cut pile of trash. Luckily she remembered the golden rule of air travel.

"Bring a chute over a boot"

Whilst the saying itself didn't make much sense, it didn't need to. With a pull of a cord, her once certain death, turned into a painfully slow drift to the ground.

"Fucking jackass!" She muttered under her breath as she past below the clouds.

(PFP: Fiddlesticks. An ancient evil of horror and terror, able to steal the voices of it's victims, using them to lure in loved ones.)

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