“I wonder if I’m dead,” thought Joey. “Do dead people think about being dead?” he asked himself. He remembered seeing Chester and Midnight running toward the men with guns. He couldn’t remember why anyone was shooting at him.
“Joey,” said a soft voice. “Can you hear me?”
He heard someone was talking to him but he didn’t know why.
“Joey, honey, open your eyes.”
Ah, he thought. That must be why it’s so dark. He tried opening his eyes, but decided it was impossible, so he went back to sleep.
“I told you that you couldn’t learn how to be a hero, Joey,” purred Midnight, into his ear. “You just are one, when the time comes. You did really good, but it’s time to wake up,” he said, tapping him on the eyelids with his paw.
Joey smiled, and opened his eyes.
“Well! It’s about time,” said Diana, sternly. “I thought you were going to die, or…something. Just laying there.”
He looked at her and tried to smile.
“How many BULLET HOLES DO YOU THINK A BODY CAN STAND?”
“Diana,” said Lacy, putting her hand on her shoulder. “Don’t yell at him. At least wait until he’s able to sit up, okay.”
“FINE!” she said, standing. “I’ll make tea.”
Lacy sat down and looked at him. “She’s been up for five days. Hardly slept at all. You were so near death, and she just lost Flower, so she was working around the clock to keep you alive. You were shot…a lot. You have amazing healing abilities, because of your magic and fairy genes, but it was a lot for your body to take. The only reason you’re alive is because the Queens cast their spell and you, as well as Chester and Midnight, were brought onto the new plane, along with the rest of us. If not for the timing of the spell, you’d all be dead. Well, that and the fact that Diana has been taking care of you.”
Chester jumped onto the bed, walked in a circle three times and flopped down. “Hey,” he said. “Glad to see you’re awake. Cormick doesn’t know how to go for a walk.”
Diana walked in with the tea. “Tim and Luca want to get married in the shop, but they put the wedding off until you could attend. You better hurry up and recover, they aren’t getting any younger.”
“Diana,” said, Lacy. “That’s a terrible thing to say.”
She snickered. “I guess it is.”
“Have I been in bed for a week?”
“Five days,” said Lacy. “You were shot twenty-two times.”
“It’s a good thing the timing was right or you would have bled out, magic and all. No one knew you were gone. The Queen’s cast the spell and you and the boys,” Diana said, looking at Chester and Midnight were just transported to here.”
“They shot me twenty-two times?”
Diana nodded. “I think we should kill all of them.”
“She’s a little angry,” said Lacy.
“No,” said Diana. “I’m a LOT ANGRY. And you,” she said, “going out to play the hero. What did you think you could do against the militarized police and the army? What? Did you think you could smile at them and they would go away?”
He told her what happened. What he saw and felt. He said that he learned a lot.”
“Like how to DIE?” she shouted.
“He’s the hero, Diana. Give him a break,” said Lacy. “If he hadn’t gone out there, they might have killed a lot of us before we could act. We didn’t know they were coming.”
“HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?” she yelled? “HOW COULD WE NOT KNOW THEY WERE COMING?”
“They were shielded,” said Joey. “Someone who knows how to use magic is working for them. The only reason I even went out there was because Calico told Midnight something was happening.”
“I think we should let him rest,” said Lacy.
“No. He’s rested enough,” said Diana. “He should sit in a chair, at least for awhile. If possible, he should come into the shop and DO SOMETHING, so…”
“So you can feel better?” laughed Lacy.
“Exactly,” admitted Diana. “So I CAN FEEL BETTER!”
“You really scared her. She’s been like this since we found you.”
“Are these new plants?” asked Joey, looking around his room
“No,” laughed Lacy. “They just tripled in size to give you more oxygen.”
“Thanks,” he said to the plants, who waved their leaves at him. “I think I can get up now.”
Tim and Luca were married that weekend. It was a lovely affair. Lacy provided the flowers and Cormick put on his wizard hat and was in charge of the service. The cake was beautiful, but most people opted for the cookies.
Joey limped, but Diana said it was only temporary, since his bones were still knitting together AFTER BEING SHOT BY IDIOTS. Every time she started yelling he started laughing and she would tell him that if he saw his body when they brought him to her he WOULDN’T THINK IT WAS SO FUNNY!
Things eventually went back to normal and Joey realized that life was much better without humans. Better for everyone and everything. Sparrow stopped by to check on him almost everyday and she was finally able to convince the Fairy Guard that he was no longer in any danger, so they stopped guarding him. He was grateful for that. He saw his grandmother quite often and he even saw his aunt once.
He sometimes thought about all the hatred and violence in the other world and no matter how he looked at it, it never make any sense. So, he finally let it go and just enjoyed the life he had.
Calico moved into the shop and Chester met a beautiful mutt named Josie, who came over for food and naps. Teatree was proud of his son and many of the fairies were grateful for what Joey did for all of them.
Joey still didn’t feel like a hero, but he understood that no one really knows what they are, until the time comes. All in all…life was good.
The things that the shooter said, about hating Magic users because they wanted affordable healthcare, etc., were taken directly from something a conservative wrote about why he hated liberals so much. He said liberals were destroying our country with their demands of equality and education, etc. That kind of hatred is real. It’s happening right now in our country. His words were so hate filled, that he tried to change them a bit, the next day. He failed, because he basically said the same thing again.
Unfortunately, we can’t just move to a different plane of existence…we have to stay and fight/die.
I hope you enjoyed the story. Thank you for reading it.