Six Sins and One, a story of Fairy Town for the Giraffe Call

For [personal profile] kelkyag‘s Prompt.

This comes after Moving In

I looked up 7 deadly sins on Wikipedia, and this popped out at me. Said I, “that looks like a fanfic.”


Six things you can get away with in Fairy Town, and the One that you Can’t.


The Lion King stared around the neighborhood his women had bought.

His Women. His Neighborhood. And it was good.

He waved at the barkeep, who waved back. Everyone knew this was his place, and this his place was the best place.

The Lion King smiled, and the world smiled back.


He told stories of his upbringing, of their last city, of their real names.

They all did. It was part of their shtick, part of what made them strange and untouchable. They were from the Sahara. They were from Jersey. The zoo. The moon.

And the barkeep just laughed.

Innocent Blood

The Lion King hadn’t meant to kill the kid.

The teenager had challenged him, though, and there was only so much reason left by the time someone was done rubbing against his women and mocking him. And then there was a dead punk, and a deep hole, and nobody spoke.

Wicked Plots

They’d bought three houses before anyone really noticed, five before anyone started to complain, and seven before the barkeep’s wife frowned at them.

“What are you up to?” She made it sound like a gentle scold.

The Lion King just smiled. “We’re plotting world domination. Don’t tell anyone?”

Nobody told.

Mischievous Feet

He liked telling stories like that. It went along with many of his other tricks. Stealing someone’s food and giving it to someone else. Stealing someone’s baby (he only did that once), stealing someone’s luck.

Mostly because he was a Lion, the town tolerated his pranks – and his lies.

Deceitful Witness

Not just little lies, not just the ones about where they were from. He lied on the stand when called to trial. He lied about who stole things (including the baby.) They all did, because he did. It was fun, to loll about making up stories. Nobody seemed to mind.

Sowing Discord

…until the lies and the theft started pitting a couple neighborhood regulars against each other.

The Lion King thought it was funny. Just another prank, right? Get the ogre and the goblins yelling. Get the norms yelling.

Tom Morgan and his wife headed the pack, but the whole town was behind them.

“Stop. Or Get Out.” It might take a troll to take down a lion, but four hundred townspeople were bigger than one troll.

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0 thoughts on “Six Sins and One, a story of Fairy Town for the Giraffe Call

  1. Ah, I lik the continuation! This is an interesting list. Also, someone spammed you on the Moving In story (with spam for a moving company?)

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