“There’s one story I only tell when I’m drunk.” The vampire looked around the church basement at the rest of the group’s members, “but now that I’ve decided to join Gluttony Anonymous, I guess the story will never be told.” He sighed in despair and slumped back into the cheap metal chair.
Jasper McPhee, the organizer of the meeting, though none of the participants could say what sort of creature he was, smiled hopefully at the tall man who had just spoken. “Perhaps it’s best we don’t hear your story.”
“Hey am I the sole Human in the room? When I signed up for AA they told me this was the last session still available.” He had broken out in a sweat and his shaking hands were obvious to the others.
Jasper leaned forward on his seat and spoke directly to George. “You may be the only human but we all have the same problem and we’re here to support each other so that we may live meaningful and productive lives. While our stories will reveal intimacies we’re not a party of lovers. We don’t have to love each other, simply understand and sympathize.”
The draught of sunshine hovering above the chair to the left of Jasper spoke up in a surprising baritone voice. “I’m a pixy. I get high on pixy dust. Only a few lines and not more than two or three. It’s not pretty when I over indulge. The garden I’m in charge of is really special, full of flowers of all kinds and colours and vegetables to feed my family of 16. “But,”said in a tone of disgust, “when I get high I become manic and fly around wrecking all of my hard work. The kids and wife have had it with me and warned me that if I don’t get help they will leave and go over to Henry the pixy in the next garden. I must gain control of myself!”
The small girl with long blonde hair and huge blue eyes cleared her throat. “I’m Emily. I’m a faery and most creatures aren’t aware that if we drink just a drop of cream we can become quite nasty. Now I’m hoping to be someone’s fairy godmother when I’m older but if I continue on this path of destruction I’ll never attain my goal.” Tears welled up in her eyes making them appear luminous. She curled into her seat, her wings taunt against her body.
Jasper hummed a three chord blues tune then glared at the human and creatures around the room. “Well get over it people, and I do use the term loosely. We must forget our differences and concentrate on solving our problems. Be it too much blood for one, and he nodded to the undead guy, “or alcohol for George, we all suffer from gluttony. Search for the bright star. When we have fears we must learn control.
***written for Blogophilia Week 5.7 Topic: Just A Drop Bonus Points: (Hard, 2 points) Include 2 John Keats poetry titles (Easy, 1 point) Mention “3 chord blues”
Great story, Sassy! And the Gluttony Anonymous–clever!
Glod you thought so wasn’t sure it would work
Hah! I like the idea of the vampire then never telling it; I do like the idea of AA just shoving some ordinary person into that and figuring it would help them stop drinking….
yeah since I couldn’t think of a story. And thought would put a human in the group just to be different 😀
lmao. GA. Guess it’s more fun than NA. Or AA.
just look around your next meeting…..
Why have you got a picture of me sucking my thumb?… LOL
I love the idea of Gluttony Anonymous Sue…. It seems that this motley group of people, I say people loosely, as I am not sure this group have an all encompassing word that would serve to describe their parameters of beings!
Your story certainly gives off the feeling of danger within such a group, each having a personal conflict that would envelope them all if not controlled by each individual when describing their inner fight to deal with such an addiction..
I really enjoyed reading this Sue… Totally enthralling.. 🙂 xxx
it’s the magical creatures section of AA
Fun piece, Sue. We all have our Achilles heel, although I might be tempted to weaken that vampire’s resolve—I’m mighty curious about his story.
well this stems from a prompt and the thing was I could not think of the story lol
If the faeries and pixies are having problems, I should not complain about mine
Sure glad there were no Martians at that meeting! Where did you come up with this? I love it! 8 points Earthling! 🙂
My muse is strange 😀
I never trust vampires especially if they asking for a donation. 😛
Such wonderful storytelling. I love it! You’re so very creative.
Brilliant write….GA! What a diverse cast of characters. Just goes to show that we’ve all got our share of problems, whether pixie or human! You ended up producing an excellent write, funny how that works when the muse is not cooperating. 🙂
There’s anonymous meetings for all kinds of things – shopping, eating,…I’ve even heard of an “Emotions Anonymous” group, no joke. their mission was for people who were allowing emotions to control their lives. I was so confused.
Fun story! 🙂
Haha, the return of Jasper McPhee… and I LOVE the pixy! Very neat imagery for that magical critter.