Mistic Pets

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Local Imp and Sprite Battle Over Spilled Paint
Written By Fallout

It all started with a little bit of spilled paint. Sven the Sprite was busy repainting the house a beautiful shade of rainbow when the family of Daydream Jaino knocked over the can, spilling just the tiniest amount of bright rainbow-colored paint all over his neighbor's lawn. Witnessing what he claimed to be “outright vandalism”, his neighbor Ivan the Imp promptly declared war on his Sprite neighbors.

At first this war had been fought with passive aggressive sticky notes left on each other's mailboxes. Then it moved on to playing loud rock and/or roll music late at night to drive the other crazy. Tensions finally culminated the day that Sven went out back to clean his pool and realized that Ivan had flung Nightmare Dunkles over the fence into the pool water. Attempts to get them out resulted in the pool net getting devoured like a plate of cookies in a daycare. He responded in a surprisingly calm manner by walking over to his neighbor's house and taking advantage of the fact that he was at just the right height to punch Ivan in the shins and ran.

Since then battles between the two have resulted in petty vandalism, such as Ivan returning home to find “Impes eunt domus” written on his garage in bright rainbow letters, epic slap fights, arguments, and both Sven and Ivan forbidding their families from speaking to each other before erecting a ten foot wall complete with sniper outposts between the two houses.

“Personally, I think my husband's overreacting. It was just a bit of paint on the grass. It's not like it'll be there forever,” Ivan's wife, Vanessa, said. “It'll just grow out like grass tends to do and be gone the next time we cut it.” She and Sven's wife, Patricia, both enjoy a cup of tea while their husbands stand on the sidewalk slapping each other like little girls. Despite their differences and the war between their two races, the two sill claim to be best friends to this day.

“I once had to talk Sven out of releasing a hive of Daydream Bizzers into their house,” Patricia added. “I think he threw a bunch of Rockies into their yard and told them to stare at Ivan with creepy smiles instead.”

When asked for a comment from their children, Sven's son, Douglas, had this to say: “My dad's an idiot.” To which Ivan's daughter, Margaret, replied, “Ditto.” The two go to the same school and are in the same classes together. They eat lunch together and walk home together, just like they did ever since both families moved in next to each other four years ago.

No one knows how long this battle will wage. Many hope it never ends as their antics draw large crowds, if the slowed-down traffic in front of their houses is anything to go by. Only time will tell if they will ever embrace their differences and cease their petty, albeit amusing, war.

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