[ WP ] Write about something mundane that happens in a fantastical world .

Sal Merlin had owned Magick Faerieland since his father had passed away. Though his expertise was initially doubted, Sal had dragged the park kicking and screaming into the twenty-first century. 
 
 He had been the first to recognize the profit to be made off of the unique, exotic creatures housed in Magick Faerieland. Or, if not the first, then the only one bold enough to act on it. The first step had been to go public. 
 
 As soon as the world got a glimpse of the formerly mythical sights that Magick Faerieland held, the park exploded. It had all happened so quickly that, admittedly, Sal had found it hard to keep up at first. But things, he thought, had reached an equilibrium now. He managed three locations nationwide. His park hosted 17 million visitors and netted $ 87 million last year alone. He had just gotten off the phone with his investment banker shaking out the details of what was shaping up to be an incredibly successful IPO. 
 
 And he did *not* have time for Jerry's shit right now. 
 
 `` It's not that I do n't appreciate the job,'' Jerry sputtered nervously, dark semicircles growing under the arms of his bright green uniform, `` I love training the unicorns. It's just...'' 
 
 `` Jerry, is this about the goddamn grass again?'' Sal snapped. 
 
 `` It is and it is n't,'' Jerry winced, `` I mean, that's definitely *part* of it, Bermuda grass makes them break out in rashes for some reason, but it's more than that. ” 
 
 The trainer paused, searching for words. 
 
 “ I do not have all day. ” 
 
 “ We don ’ t understand them, ” Jerry blurted, “ The animals. They ’ re just not- There ’ s too much about them we don ’ t know to expand as quickly as we have. ” 
 
 “ Need I remind you that my family has taken care of these creatures for over a millennium now? ” 
 
 “ I know, I know. But think about it: how long did they use to live back then? I don ’ t know about the other species, but you told me yourself the unicorns had an average lifespan of a hundred and forty years. We don ’ t have a single one now that ’ s older than fifty! That was all before you had to start breeding them and transporting them over long distances and splitting them up for your parks- ” 
 
 “ What are you talking about? Breeding is good for them and for business, and, as far as I know, there have been minimal losses due to transportation. ” 
 
 “ Well, not directly, but some of them seem to get…depressed when you move them from their original enclosures. ” 
 
 “ Depressed? ” 
 
 “ You know, ” Jerry shrugged, “ They miss their homes. And sometimes their…families. ” 
 
 Sal laughed out loud. 
 
 “ Miss their- they ’ re animals, Jerry! They don ’ t ‘ miss ’ things. ” 
 
 “ Well, that ’ s another point I wanted to bring up. Are they animals? I mean, the unicorns seem to understand my intentions before I act. The bogarts somehow know exactly what I ’ m afraid of. Hell, I have actual conversations with the elves! The mermaids don ’ t talk to me, but I get the feeling they ’ re talking *about* me. The goblins tease me- “ 
 
 “ As intelligent as they might be and as much respect as I have for them, ” Sal began in a practiced, diplomatic tone, “ They are not people. They are animals. Extraordinary animals, to be sure, but animals just the same. ” 
 
 “ See, you *say* that, but- “ 
 
 “ Jerry, ” Sal leaned forward, “ I want to be very frank with you right now. If you are not willing to follow my instructions on this – *to the letter* – there are hundreds, if not thousands, of other people waiting in line for your job specifically. ” 
 
 “ Sir…none of them have my expertise- “ 
 
 “ No one has expertise here, my friend, this is a whole new ball game, ” Sal leaned back, smirking, “ Your seven years of working with these beasts does not make you so invaluable that you can not be replaced. ” 
 
 Jerry slumped in his chair. 
 
 “ I ’ m just- I just want to do the right thing, ” he mumbled, defeated. 
 
 “ The right thing is what ’ s right for the park as a whole. Just do what you ’ re told. ”
