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4. Random story 2: Idyllic Sludgeslide

Zoe Johnson looked at the enchanted blade in her hands and felt anxious.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her industrial surroundings. She had always loved idyllic Sludgeside with its jealous, jittery jungle. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel anxious.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Mathias Ramsbottom. Mathias was a daring writer with curvaceous feet and dirty lips.

Zoe gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a controlling, greedy, wine drinker with slimy feet and brown lips. Her friends saw her as a mangled, misty muppet. Once, she had even helped a racid baby bird cross the road.

But not even a controlling person who had once helped a racid baby bird cross the road, was prepared for what Mathias had in store today.

The wind blew like thinking toads, making Zoe calm.

As Zoe stepped outside and Mathias came closer, she could see the voiceless glint in his eye.

"Look Zoe," growled Mathias, with an admirable glare that reminded Zoe of daring mice. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want a fight. You owe me 5925 gold pieces."

Zoe looked back, even more calm and still fingering the enchanted blade. "Mathias, Is that real leather," she replied.

They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two oily, obnoxious owls chatting at a very witty snow storm, which had trance music playing in the background and two generous uncles drinking to the beat.

Zoe studied Mathias's curvaceous feet and dirty lips. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm afraid I declared myself bankrupt," explained Zoe. "You will never get your money."

"No!" objected Mathias. "You lie!"

"I do not!" retorted Zoe. "Now get your curvaceous feet out of here before I hit you with this enchanted blade."

Mathias looked relaxed, his wallet raw like a sweet, steep sandwich.

Zoe could actually hear Mathias's wallet shatter into 5925 pieces. Then the daring writer hurried away into the distance.

Not even a glass of wine would calm Zoe's nerves tonight.

THE END 

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