Elves between the shelves(and also a goblin)

Have you ever wondered what happens in the shopping centers after all the costumers and security guards leave? Go on and guess, I have the time. Fine, I’ll spare you from a burning wrong answer.

Tiny creatures appear. They crawl up the shelves and check whether their products are still there. Complicated? Let me illustrate this through an example. A box of Reese’s has an elf whose scent is similar to peanut butter and wears yellow-orange striped socks. At night, the elf walks towards the chocolate section, and, were the box to be missing, he would simply vanish into thin air. I’m not telling he would die, because that would be bad advertisement, and sweets are worth the white lie.

Now that you’ve understood how the mall system works, I invite you to follow carefully the tale of a red-dressed, an apple-core-hatted and a brown seed-eyed goblin, who desperately struggled to find out who his ancestors were, what his purpose on this planet was and why hamsters loved him and his siblings, so he decided to rot his apple and avoid getting bought by someone who is clearly afraid of medical workers. (An apple a day, keeps the doctor away.)

I have no idea how he did that. Nonetheless, let’s not get stuck on this small detail. What do you think has happened? Did someone leave the apple on the shelf? On the contrary, it was thrown out by an attentive employee, therefore, the little goblin had enough time to fulfill his need to think about philosophical questions.

Does this story have a moral? No. Is it enjoyable? Perhaps. Do I have a weird imagination? Definitely. But please, accept my apologies, dear reader, I felt exhausted when typing this into my notes. And if you hadn’t liked it, now why else would you still be here than your curiosity? Wait a second, I figured it out! Kids, be careful what you wish to find the answer for. I’m not saying it’s dangerous, but, just like this story – it has to be consumed at your own risk.

Balázs-Blénessi-Pataki Kincső IX. R