Now I imagine Miss Hedgey as raised not by typical parents, but by a Logan’s Run-esque cabal of disapproving old men from a shadowy council chamber.
Every afternoon when she got home from school, Lil’ Hedgey pressed the tenth banister and tumbled down the secret slide into total darkness. A single spotlight suddenly revealed her at the center of a circle of high judicial benches, whose occupants’ grizzled beards and white hair were barely visible at the edge of the light’s reach. A simultaneously strong and fragile voice, quavering with age but confident with authority, tinged with condescension and more than a little disgust with the small feminine intruder, rang out and shook her to the core:
“So how was your day? Did you do well at school? Did you make any new friends?”
It was years before she’d admit it to anyone else, but deep inside she thought, Jeez, Chancellor, leave me alone. You’re so uncool, you don’t understand me.
Now I imagine Miss Hedgey as raised not by typical parents, but by a Logan’s Run-esque cabal of disapproving old men from a shadowy council chamber.
Every afternoon when she got home from school, Lil’ Hedgey pressed the tenth banister and tumbled down the secret slide into total darkness. A single spotlight suddenly revealed her at the center of a circle of high judicial benches, whose occupants’ grizzled beards and white hair were barely visible at the edge of the light’s reach. A simultaneously strong and fragile voice, quavering with age but confident with authority, tinged with condescension and more than a little disgust with the small feminine intruder, rang out and shook her to the core:
“So how was your day? Did you do well at school? Did you make any new friends?”
It was years before she’d admit it to anyone else, but deep inside she thought, Jeez, Chancellor, leave me alone. You’re so uncool, you don’t understand me.
Why won’t you notice me Silas-Senpai!?