TITLE: War of the Worlds Mashup
In this mashup of The War of the Worlds, Ashley narrates after her pixie friend Violet just met a pixie artilleryman.
“He gave quite an impression.” I pressed my advantage as we sat in the drawing room. “How do you make him?”
Violet put on the most impassive demeanor, as if we were discussing a neighbor’s fern collection. “Strong. Dutiful.”
“So’s his horse.” I leaned my elbow on the arm of the sofa, familiar. “You can say it, Violet: He’s a pixie, you’re a pixie. He’s unmarried, you’re unmarried.”
“You wish me to form some deep impression of him, though I barely know the man.” She fanned herself.
“Feeling a bit heated, are we?”
“It’s this jacket, is all.”
“Yes, you had us wear this ‘practical’ manner of clothing again, though it still smells of perspiration. But don’t get me off topic! Don’t even try. You had us dress this way, after bathing! In case we have to traipse out again to see what’s left of the Martians after your precious Cutter is done with them.”
“He’s not my precious anything. We just talked for a bit.”
I brought my legs up onto the sofa so I could shift into a more aggressive lean. “Yes, and you said all that gush about Jake, when we had barely talked, so let me torture you for a turn.”
“There’s no point. Yes, I enjoyed talking to him, and ‘course I ran up and brushed him off after they sent him alone into the dangerous Common. But he’s in the military. After they’re done here, he’ll go off to wherever they station him next.”