Those pesky garden gnomes!

this is a story for prompt 4 of yesterday’s post “Wake up, human! We have a dispute to settle!” I opened up one eye, and looked at an irate gnome sitting on my night stand. “Zebby, my dear, I need SLEEP! You guys kept me up all night with your midwinter feast!” He growled. “You know very well my name is Zebedeus. Kindly call me that in the future. I’m important, you see!” I groaned and stared up at the ceiling, wondering why the hell I had bought a house with garden gnomes. I thought they were cute, standing around my back garden. Oh if I only knew… “Fine!” “We have coffee, and Celia made those cookies you love.” I smiled despite my annoyance. Celia’s cinnamon cookies were the absolute best, well, if I ignored the memory of nearly choking to death after she added half the jar to her first batch. “Fine. Now get out or you will get to see a naked human.” He shuddered, “That one time was quite enough, thank you!” He leapt off the nightstand, hopped on the stool in front of the window,…

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