One pleasant Monday over winter break, I suddenly found myself on a busy city street without my parents! I had no idea where I was or how I got there. The air was stinky and polluted. I was surrounded by a multitude of people who were pushing and shoving and I was afraid I was going to be crushed! It was chaotic pandemonium, but at least it was warm from the body heat of so many people. Everyone was carrying shopping bags, charging in and out of toy stores and other shops. Cars were honking their horns and people were yelling at other people to move over.
I noticed a beverage stand a bit down the block and fortunately I had some money in my pocket. I made my way to the beverage stand, waited in a long, long line, and finally I bought myself a warm cup of hot chocolate. I had just sat down on a bench in front of a vending machine and I was just about to take a drink from the hot chocolate, when I heard a tiny voice shout “Please don’t drink it!!!” and the marshmallow started jumping up and down! In utter confusion, I slowly set the cup down and a miniature sized dragon-shaped demon immediately rose three inches above the cup! “Next time, could you please set the cup down a bit faster?” the chocolate demon threatened with a heavy German accent.
I was annoyed by the way the demon spoke to me. In fact, my whole day had been annoying. I wished the creatures in my hot chocolate would simply go away. “Get out of my hot chocolate!” I demanded. “And why would I do that?” retorted the demon. “This is MY domain!”
I marched back to the beverage stand and grabbed a plastic spoon. Then, because I didn’t want to arouse suspicion, I went back to my bench. I jabbed the spoon into the hot chocolate and probed around with it, but the chocolate demon started pulling on the spoon and trying to take it away from me. As a last resort, I went back to the beverage stand to get a packet of pepper. I tore it open and dumped its contents into my hot chocolate. The chocolate demon and the marshmallow in distress leaped out of my hot chocolate immediately and ran down the street. No one else noticed this because they were so tiny. Relieved, I tried to drink my hot chocolate but I forgot I had dumped pepper in it. It was now SPICY HOT CHOCOLATE and I couldn’t even drink it.