User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Leanan Sidhe Locke Flint

I cautiously accept the offer, asking if there are any other catches I should be aware of. When she denies the presence of anything that might bind me to the girl of my choice, I accept. I ask which of her group is responsible for writing I one with a blue hat starts giggling and drunkenly flies over to us.

"Thas me!" She cheers, tilting to one side before righting herself. "I can give you what yous need to make a novel ta make folks weep or a poem to make lass' fawn." She hiccups then giggles. "May need to sober up a little first though..." She slowly drifts down into a pocket on my jacket.

"Mmm... nice an warm..." I then hear the faintest of snoring, and the one who made the deal giggles.

"Good luck wit your book!" She says as she goes back to the shared drink.

I decide to go home with my new pocket friend. I get ready to go to bed, putting the jacket containing the little girl on the door. I wake up the next morning to see the little fae fluttering about the room, looking at everything. When she notices me stirring she excitedly flutters over to me, landing on my chest.

"Alright, buddy. Let's start cranking out this book!" I grunt at her that I need to eat first. I also make my surprise known that she's up so early after the state she was in last night.

"Eh, that was nothing! We weren't even trying to swim in it yet." She giggles and flies over to the door. "Move it lazy butt!" She chirps before flying out the door. I go downstairs to see her buzzing around the house, looking at every little thing before being distracted by something else. And she's meant to help me focus?

After breakfast I sit down at my writing desk, grab a pen and look at the paper, waiting for the inspiration. When it comes and I start writing, that's the end of it. I just keep going, the words flowing from mind to hand to page in a constant stream. I get so into the zone with it I almost forget to break for lunch.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">It only takes me a week to finish writing the whole thing, and looking over it, I can't believe I wrote it. I look next to me, at the sidhe who's been sitting and watching me the whole time, a cute little smile on her face. I can't thank her enough for letting me do this, to which she just giggles.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"A deal's a deal. Now, I should get back to my friends. See ya!" She then futters out of the house. I publish the book using a different name, since I can't really accept the fame of the masterpiece if I can't create such great works again.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">A month later and I wake to the entire group of sidhe buzzing around my room, quietly giggling and dancing about. I look to the leader, who has a smirk on her face and the writer under an arm.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Congratulations! You didn't fall for our little trick. It was a smart move to use a different name for that book, but now the little one here's sad she never got her husband out of it." I look at the other one and she does indeed look sad. I sigh, I knew there was going to be some catch to this.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Oh, don't worry, we're not going to force you into anything. Well, we'll probably crash here until you agree to take her on as your muse, but I think that's hardly unreasonable..." She looks away with a mischievous smile. With a groan I let her know that won't be necessary, I'll take the little girl on, no need for them to hang around.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I knew you'd see reason." She giggles and takes the rest of the girls with her out the window. The little one lands next to my head, eyes soft.

<span style="font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Thanks for that." She mutters, snuggling up to me. I knew this was all too good to be true.