My pet Furbs

My Pet Furbs

Mostly, Julie finds herself alone, day after day, sitting on a wooden swing, with only her imagination and no one to play with. Today is different; a door opens from above, something tumbles out of the sky.

Whirling sounds reach her from above, holding tight to the swing she looks up in amazement. The whirling sound turn into a thud, with a high-pitched yelp, as the creature hits the ground next to her.

At first, Julie believes this to be her imagination, but the more she considers what she sees, she pokes it and it moves. Her thoughts run wild until she realizes, this furry little creature, made up of fluorescent fur fell from heaven.

The backdoor squeaks slowly, Mother shouts, “Julie come in it is time to eat and your Father will be here soon.” The door shuts quickly; Mother heads to the front door.

Unexpectedly, the creature’s wings open up from under his fur, feathers fly into the air, while he is flapping much like a chicken, not coordinated at all. Julie quickly grabs him securing him next to her side. “You must not escape at least not for now.” “You are my new pet and friend. Your name is Furbs.”

Julie knows she must find a way to tell her parents of her new friend, Furbs.
By giving him a name they will want him to be the family pet.

Besides we will be feeding this little guy to keep him alive to play with.

“Okay, now Furbs, when we go in you must be still and not fly around.” The creature’s eyes grow big and blink when he hears this news of meeting Julie’s mother.

Keeping him close she goes in slowly; Mother greets her Father at the front door.

“Now stay close Furbs, they will see what a good pet you make. I have waited a long time for a pet.”

“But first you must stay in my room until after dinner.” Carefully she shuts her bedroom door, runs to sit at the table.

Her parents begin with the usual talk, hardly noticing Julie at the table, both checking their phones for any new messages and to be sure Steemit is doing well.

Banging begins on her bedroom door and her parents don’t even look up from their phones; Julie runs to take care of Furbs. She scoops him up in her arms with a big hug. “You must be hungry.”

Almost the end

In the spirit of writer Harlen Ellison, I want you to pick the ending. To learn more about Harlen Ellison see the link to the challenge post.

Place the letter of your choice in comments, list A, B, or C.

A. It turns out to be the neighbor’s chicken that the kids next door spray-painted.

B. He is a magical creature and her family looks in amazement.

C. It is only her imagination, after visiting the family counselor the parents learn to pay attention to Julie and also get a dog.

The ending you chose

Julie says to Furbs, “Yes, that is it you are hungry. Let me take you to the table.” Julies sits the bird next to her on an adjoining chair and laughs.

Mother asks, “Where did you go, why do you have the other chair next to you?”

Julie points at the empty chair sharing the great news with her parents about Furbs. “He is my new pet that fell from the sky. Can I keep him, he is hungry Mommy.”

Both her parents put down their phones while staring at the empty chair. Her Father has a tear in his eyes as he lays down his phone, “For now on no more Steemit or messaging at the dinner table.” Mother shakes her head in agreement.

The next day they surprise Julie with a pet puppy and now she is never alone, her best friend is always with her. After several months of therapy and parenting classes, the family is closer than ever.

--THE END--

The 24-hour short story challenge by @mctiller; find the info at this link. The topic for the challenge: A little girl finds a strange new animal in her backyard and begs her parents to keep it as a pet.

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