📚 Short Stories From The Immortal Quill – Issue #62
Moonstruck and Mad
The One Where Tin Foil Meets Moonlight Madness
It was a brand new day, and you know what that means - the tinfoil tiaras were officially back on. Glinting like royal crowns of ridiculous glory, each one perched proudly atop the heads of the Quill crew’s sassiest troublemakers (which, let’s face it, was most of them).
The kettle had barely begun to whistle when - BANG!
Goldi stormed into The Immortal Quill lounge with the wild-eyed energy of someone who had either discovered forbidden knowledge or had way too many espresso shots. Maybe both. Her tinfoil tiara was bigger, sparklier, and somehow more aerodynamic than usual. She clutched a scroll of chicken-scratch diagrams and glitter pen equations in one hand and a suspiciously glowing moon rock in the other.
“I KNEW IT!” she shouted, eyes blazing. “The moon. Is. Hollow.”
The room froze.
Cindi slowly set down her Slasherbucks Peppermint Panic Macchiato. “Oh stars… here we go again.”
Goldi plopped her moon rock onto the table with a theatrical thunk. “Hollow. Echo-y. Probably a giant alien base. Or ancient celestial warship. Or BOTH.”
Red groaned. “Please don’t say you licked that rock.”
Goldi looked insulted. “Of course not! I sniffed it. Huge difference.”
Dorothy, ever the optimist, leaned in. “Okay, but why hollow? Why alien? Why now?”
Goldi beamed, flipping open her glitter binder from the Operation Feathernet days, now updated with a new divider tab: Lunar Lies & Galactic Shenanigans. “Because every time there’s a full moon, I can feel the humming. It's like...vibes. Alien vibes. Plus, the Apollo landers? They recorded echoes when they dropped stuff on the surface. Echoes. On a rock? HA!”
Tink slinked into the room wearing sunglasses and sipping from her metallic rose gold water bottle. “So what, Goldi? You think the moon is a space coconut?”
“No, Tinkabella,” Goldi hissed, “I think it’s a hollow space headquarters. Where interdimensional beings have been watching Earth for centuries. Probably judging us. Definitely taking notes.”
Rumple appeared from behind a bookshelf like a raccoon in a cravat. “Oooh are we doing lunar conspiracies today? Excellent. I’ve been sitting on a theory that the Moon is just the Eye of an Old God, blinking veeeeery slowly.”
“Shhh,” Goldi waved him off. “That’s next week.”
Rapunzel, flipping through her sketchpad, held up a doodle of a candy called Moon Melt Mystery. “Okay but if we’re doing alien-moon base theories, I need to make this a flavor. Silver glitter candy with popping stardust.”
Dorothy nodded. “And a chewy crater center! Oooh! I call dibs on naming the hollow nougat inside - Lunar Lies.”
Cindi, ever the realist, raised a hand. “Are we just turning every unhinged theory into a dessert now?”
“Yes,” everyone said in unison.
Tink smirked. “I mean, you did accidentally name a bestselling coffee flavor Eclipse Envy, so…”
“I knew there was something moony about that blend,” Rumple mused. “Anyway, someone get me glitter glue. I want to draw what the alien council probably looks like. Spoiler alert: fabulous cloaks.”
Goldi climbed onto a chair, raised her moon rock like Simba on Pride Rock, and declared, “Remember this day! When they all called me mad, but I shall be proven right! The Moon is a hollow intergalactic disco ball of destiny!”
The lounge erupted into chaos, laughter, and an unexpected brainstorming session for Taffy & Tales’ next collection:
The Cosmic Collection – Treats from Beyond the Stars.
Including:
- UFO-Uh-Oh Berry Blast
- Galaxy Glimmer Nougat
- Alien Almond Ambush
- Moon Cheese Whips (maybe…)
- And of course, Hollow Moon Honey Crunch.
And just like that, as another day of delicious madness unfolded, the gang returned to their sugar-fueled schemes - proving once again that at The Immortal Quill, reality was optional, but tinfoil tiaras were absolutely required.
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The Immortal Quill Short Stories
🩸✨ A Bloodthorn Publishing™ Original
From the twistedly magical minds of the Immortal Quill™ Storytellers, welcome to the World of 4EverMore™ - where fractured fairytales wear combat boots, myths misbehave, tea spills itself, and chaos is couture. ☕️
Featuring your immortally iconic favorites:
• Goldilocks (paranoid and perfect)
• CindaSpy™ (that’s Cinderella with a security clearance)
• Red (badass in boots)
• Snow (soft goth apple queen)
• Dorothy (click it and rip it)
• Beauty (rose-stem sharp)
• Wendy (shadow-slick rebel)
• Alice – Queen of Ink & Lore™ herself
• Loki (divine trickster snack, taken 😘)
• Ivy (Rumple’s sister, lethal in Louboutins)
• and Rumplestiltskin (unhinged, unmatched, unstoppable)
✨ Guest appearances may include sentient teacups, tragic ballgowns, questionable prophecy scrolls, and one flirty, possibly dangerous Elven stranger...
🪄 Storytime just got a whole lot more immortal.
Bloodthorn Publishing™ • The Immortal Quill™ • World of 4EverMore™ Universe 💋🔥
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