[ WP ] A child that never knew their grandparents has just learned what grandparents are , and thinks that they sound wonderful . The child sneaks out to go to the nearby old folks home to choose their very own grandparents .

I always knew what grandparents were really. People would tell me that the monsters of old stories, dragons and the like were imaginary. 
 
 Fables and make believe. 
 
 But what if... What if the world had n't seen the last of these wonderful creatures? That they were real and they were afraid to be caught in their natural form! Ladies and gentlemen. Old people. 
 
 Of course there was no way to prove it. Mom says the old people in her life passed away awhile back ( my guess they went back to mystical Islands of draamdulla where, as we all know, reside all the magical creatures ) but I was determined and unafraid! So I gathered my belongings and after one really strange bus ride ( the `` man'' behind the wheel was almost certainly a `` Bardobox'', a creature with an unbearable stench and even worse manners ) I was there. The old huntersburg retirement home. It was here that I would purchase my very own creature in disguise. 
 
 `` Good day my good woman, I trust that all is well?'' 
 
 My voice too giddy to contain my excitement. The old lady in white, a nose big and pointy stretched over the counter top to find me looking at her with caution. I suspected her to be a triceracorn, but without the shark teeth I remain unsure. 
 
 `` May I help you young man?'' said the lady with whom I found out that her name was, `` Huntersburg Old Age home... Or Elizabeth, I could n't really tell.'' 
 
 `` Did you know that you have the same name as this place?'' I enquired curiously. 
 
 `` I'm sorry?'' 
 
 `` Nevermind Hunter. I can call you hunter right? Look I do n't have much time but I need a bingleborr and a diagrom, if you do n't have a diagrom then I'll take two ghrafbats please.'' 
 
 `` What.'' said hunter. Her nose as pointy as ever. 
 
 `` Geez... Okay look is there anyone else I can speak to? `` 
 
 `` uhhh...'' 
 
 As useless as Hunter was I begun to suspect that she might've been useless PURPOSEFULLY! If this was all a test, perhaps... She was a triceracorn after all... 
 
 Swinging from the hair of the monster in front of me. Nose flaring, monstrous eyes leaking some form of liquid I jump from her back, hair still pulled and pull her down to the floor to such a sickeningly painful sound. What was strange was n't the fact that she kept screaming that she was n't a monster ( that's just what a monster would say ) but the color of the blood coming out of her nose was red. RED! Like human blood! Unless... 
 
 
 To be continued 
 

