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Fantasyland XV

“You can’t just go around bringing garlic bread in and out of existence, it’s just not kosher,” the head wizard said to much baying from a group convened to discuss what had happened over night.
“Or any kind of religious affiliation for that matter,” another pointy-hatted older fellow said to the increasingly annoyed instigator of the experiment Ralph.
“If the newspaper gets hold of this, you know what will happen,” the head wizard asked knowing full well that no answer could be inserted into the breath he just took, “chaos that’s what. Absolute chaos.”
“I want answers,” Ralph pleaded, “I want to know why you are here, why I am here, why we are all here and what makes up the gooey bits of life.”
“Yes my boy,” a wizened member of the panel said, "we can appreciate that, however if the people found out about an experiment they think could end the universe, they will get kind of, I don’t know, peeved.
“But it can’t end the universe that’s the thing.
“No, the thing is their perception, not our reality.

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