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TATSU VERSUS THE FLOWER FAIRIES (Tatsu Story I)
By C
I. Invasion
If you go driving south of San Fancisco some day, you'll soon find yourselfin the little town of Los Gatos. About the least remarkable sight in Los Gatosis Tatsu's Nursery, a jumble of huts and greenhouses on the town's main drag,just inside the city limits. Walk past the nondescript architecture, however,and you'll discover something very remarkable indeed: the lushest, most variedflower garden on earth. How can it be? you'll ask. How can Dutch tulips flourishin the same clime as South American orchids? Where else do peonies share theirbeds with Venus' fly traps? How can blooms from every zone on earth from tropicalto temperate abound in the same soil? Somehow, Hideo Tatsu has made it happen.
The old man is not just a master gardener. He is one of the few living adeptsat Tokairo , the ancient art of shrinking human beings,and other things, down to a fraction of their original size. The old roguehas put his knowledge more than once to a decidedly sinister use: miniaturizingunsuspecting young women and then letting them loose in his garden. Not onlydoes the garden contain more varieties of flowers per foot than any other;it has an unusually large concentration of arachnid and insect predators. Stumblinginto this critter-eat-critter world, his lovely victims have provided Tatsuwith much piquant entertainment.
One day, he had just introduced a pretty young court reporter to his favoritedragonfly. Now he was strolling back through the garden toward his house witha light and carefree feeling in his heart. Then, suddenly, everything changed.He turned to cast an admiring glance at his tea roses, only to find that--horror--everysingle rose bush had been stripped of its blossoms! A few sodden flower-bitslittered the ground, but that was all. What could have happened? He ran upto get a closer look.
As he surveyed the wreckage, he heard high-pitched, piping little voicesfrom his left, in the direction of the tulips. He went that way, and what hesaw next was almost too much for the old gardener to bear. Standing in thetulip bed were three—no, five little fairies, each about the size ofa large squirrel. Each had big, beautiful white wings, just like a butterfly's.Each had long hair of a different color: green, yellow, red, white, and violet.Each wore a well-filled halter-top, panties, and high heels, all the same coloras her hair. Each—so far as he could tell—was exceptionally pretty.And each was devouring a tulip!
"Hey Bambi," said the redhead to the green girl, "these tastebetter than the roses, don't you think?"
"Mmmm, you may be right, Lulu. These are (burp!) E-Ticket! What do youthink, Chloe?"
The white-haired girl piped up: "You know I'm a rose fan, but these are good."
"I hate tulips!" said the yellow girl (who nonetheless was stuffingone into her face). Let's try the orchids!"
"Haven't you ever heard of saving the best for last?" This referenceto Scripture came from the violet girl.
"Hey!" shouted Tatsu. "Hey you!"
"Uh oh," said Bambi (the green-haired one). "Time for blastoff!" And sure enough, up into the air they went.
"Hey, harpy-girl!" shouted Tatsu. "Will you destroy honestman's livelihood?"
"If you're an honest man," said Bambi, "I'm a garden gnome!"
"Say, ladies," said the violet girl, "know what?"
"What, Nana?" asked Chloe.
"It's April! You know what that means!"
"April showers!" laughed Lulu.
The fairies all spun into a tight, circling flight around Tatsu's head, justinches out of his reach. Then, as if on a prearranged signal, they lifted theirlegs, slipped their panties to their knees, and splashed him with urine.
"Aaaggh!" cried Tatsu, who had been looking up just when his littletormentors let loose. "Little bitchy-girls pay for this! I guarantee!"
"We're paying for it already," shouted Bambi. "We've had tolisten to you! Say Mitzie, you've got a weak bladder, haven't you?" Thiswas directed at the yellow girl.
"I sure do; I'd better take another potty run!"
At this, Tatsu took off as fast as his aging feet could carry him. In fact,the fairies' efflux was about as unpleasant to the taste as sugar water—itwas more the humiliating symbolism that made him beat a hasty retreat.
Gasping and wheezing, he came to the nearest greenhouse, flung the door open,and dashed in, He next slammed the door and locked it, then made sure therewere no open windows. Now he sank to the floor and tried to catch his breath.
What did he know about fairies? Not much. They were always beautiful, andnearly always malicious and destructive. They came in every conceivable shapeand size. And some—he remembered now—some fed on flowers. "Ohhh,Jeez Louise," he said to himself. "Flower fairy infestation! WhatI do now?"
He waited for what seemed like an hour, then crept out of the greenhouseto one of his toolsheds. Inside he found what might do the trick: a tank ofpatented Acme Bug-Blast, with a special high power nozzle. "Ohhhhhh," hesaid. "Fly-babe gonna snuff it now!" He strapped the tank to hisback and headed out to where he'd last seen the mischievous little pixies.
Having destroyed the tulips, they'd found the peonies, and were happily munchingaway. "I think they're better over here; they get more sunlight," hecould hear Bambi say. Then she turned and saw him. He was almost certain thatshe rolled her eyes as she said: "Not you again!"
"Chew on this, girly-fly!" said Tatsu, pointing the nozzle at herand releasing it. A full blast of the insecticide caught her and knocked hersputtering on her back. She lay there for a moment. Then she jumped up, shookthe drops of bug-spray off her wings, planted her hands on her hips, and said: "That'syucky-tasting! Come here, girls, I need some help!"
The other four immediately came and flanked her. Then each pulled a littletube out of her panty-waist, pointed the tube at Tatsu, and blew into it. Hesuddenly felt sharp stings, one on his right cheek, one on his left hand, oneon his neck. He looked at the little black barb sticking out of his hand: itwas a rose thorn! From one of his roses! The girls put the tubes to their mouthsand blew again. More stings! Tatsu decided it was time for another retreat.As he dashed away, the fairies followed him with their shrill, piping laughter.
This time he ran into his house. Again he shut and locked the door. Againhe made sure every window was closed tight. Then he sank to the floor nextto his phone. Who could help him? Atsuko! She knew everyone who was anyonein magic. But the price of her help—it might be too much. Then he thoughtof his ravaged garden. Nothing was too much. He picked up the phone.
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