“Aint you just the cutest Fear,” said Lucy with a wink.
Red blushed. Always an impressive feat when your face is red. “Ooh, err, OK,” he stammered.
“Mmm, you’re sweet to look at,” grinned Lucy.
“Ahh err, thank you, your pretty yourself miss!” mumbled Red.
“You know, if you want to see more of me, for £20 I’ll show you every bit of my long luscious legs,” offered Lucy.
“Ooo… Yes please!” said Red, handing over a crisp £20 note.
“Mmm, thanks, darling,” winked Lucy as slowly slid her skirt up to a skull covered pair of stocking tops.
“Cooooooor!” gasped Red.
“You know if you want to see more, for £60 I’ll show you my lady lumps,” smiled Lucy.
“Oh yeah, That’s a bargain for them melons!” bobbled Red, handing over three more crisp £20 notes.
“Why thank ya,” said Lucy, before sliding her fingers under her shirt pushing it up her tummy, the fabric bunching under her fingers as it moves up her body before flicking her sweater up giving a quick flash of her twin assets.
“Coooooooor!” bounced Red.
“You know… For £200 I’ll show you where the babies are born,” smiled Lucy seductively.
“Oh yes! I’m so having some of that!” said Red, thumping his tail on the floor while handing over £200.
Lucy leaned in close, and in a far sexier voice than his narrator can manage, said: “thanks, darling, now for where babies are born.”
Red bounced from one foot to another as Lucy slid the £280 down her top. With a curtsey and a smile, she leaned into the ever more excited Red, pointed towards the window and said, “just over there, St James hospital maternity ward, Thanks for the money I’ll see ya around.”
Lucy then promptly exited the bar.
“Oh yeah,” said Red, “that’s where babies are born alright…”
A penny was heard dropping.
“Wait… OI!”
Originally written as a sketch for the old Tales of the Blue Moon. A Pre-Fears project. It was performed in Second Life to the soundtrack of Booker Ts Green Onions. I couldn’t think of a more apt scene for Red to encounter Lucy…
I’ve said a few times now. The Little Fears were never meant to be an actual income stream. It started as a daft side project to combine the silly doodles and silly stories from the Blue Moon series. Six months later and they were beginning to earn their keep.A year later and I am seriously questioning if they should be my sole focus for my income. When I quit my terrible job last year, I never thought a portion of my income would be coming from scribbled monsters and awful puns.
The next 270 tales I post here, cover the following three books. Grey Moon, the current stories in which Reala finds herself the landlady of a pub. Starring Yuffie, Fuen and Lucy. Brass City, focussing entirely on two new characters on a road trip through a post-apocalyptic landscape. Then DCI Lily, centred on another two new characters chasing a serial killer. All three of these books share one thing in common. They feature barely any of the characters I’ve been writing about for the last year.
I am a sentimental, soppy twit for sure. I’m not ready to drop Hydra, Red, Spectre, Sprite, Serpent, Clouds, Spiders or any of the other regular characters of the Little Fears into the abyss of forgotten tales. They have given me an alternative to returning to a 9 to 5 (or in my case, 6 am – 8 pm and beyond). They have introduced me to some fab new friends on the internet. They’ve spread a lot of cheer and given a lotta people a smile on their morning commutes.
So now I don’t have to worry about characters and stories colliding from old books, I shall be posting the last of the January tales and the Spiders stories with new videos. Every Tuesday and Thursday evening will see a retro Little Fears. The ones that never had a video the first time around.
This blog post reads a bit like a teens Tumblr update. Don’t care; my characters mean a lot to me. I imagine most writers feel something for the personalities they create on paper.
Speaking of new stories, the next books pretty much ready to publish. Just trying to figure out a cover for it now.
Something like that maybe? I do like it, but I think I need to alter the sizes and shades of grey a little. Dunno, I’ll figure it out.
Thinking I should start selling my spare book covers as well. I have piles of the ruddy things on my hard drive that look fab but don’t fit the books I’m releasing.
Little Fears 