The Saga of the Nymphs

This is about 10 years after the beginning of the Nymph Saga, 20 towns later.

Bretta drew her hood closer around her face. She had a scarf wrapped around her hair but she wanted to be sure no one recognized her. She wasn't supposed to be in the Glade until their mission was complete, but she had an urgent question for The Grandmother. She came to the red house and slipped in the back door.

Ruth was in the kitchen making cookies. She was the oldest of their kind, but wouldn't tell anyone her age. She was one of the Glade elders and despite only having a couple dozen grandchildren, everyone called her Grandmother out of respect. Her real grandchildren had other names for her. Bretta plopped down on a chair and took the cookie and glass of milk offered to her with a nod of thanks.

"Granny, I need to know if there's any way to keep humans alive for a long time?" Ruth chuckled and sat down on the chair across the small table from Bretta.

"Child, years ago when a Nymph had a human pet they were fond of, they could petition the Council for the human to be given an extended life. But the few who were given such a life never stopped aging. They lived a very long time but became so frail and tiny that to even touch them caused them pain. They begged to be put out of their misery, so they were, quickly and painlessly. Humans are not meant to lead lives such as we Nymphs. That's why teams are discouraged from having human pets, so they don't get attached to them. Do you know why the Council allows teams to have human pets at all?" Bretta shook her head. Ruth took a drink of ice water and peered through the green liquid.

"You kids and your food coloring. Anyway, teams are only allowed human pets so they don't begin relationships between themselves. Sometimes teams are on missions for hundreds of years and a failed relationship can taint the working environment and sometimes it breaks the team entirely apart." Bretta took some time to digest that information. Finally she sighed and finished her milk.

"Well, it wasn't the information I wanted, but I guess I needed to hear it. We need to set them free so they can live the rest of their lives as regular humans would."

"I knew you would do the right thing. Do it quickly so you don't lose your resolve."

"Thanks, Granny." Bretta stood up and hugged the old Nymph gently.

"You're welcome. I'll see you when your mission is complete."

So Bretta made her way back to the house they were living in and called a Nymph meeting. The humans were watching tv, so the Nymphs gathered outside under the willow tree.

"Ok, guys, I have some bad news. We need to set our humans free." As she spoke, silent tears slid down Bretta's face. "They'll just keep getting older while we stay the same." George glanced over at Joey and back at Bretta.

"I don't know about you guys, but I've known this was coming for the last 5 years. We're not supposed to love humans. The Grandmother told me that when the time came, I had to make sure we did the right thing."

"You went to see Granny too??"

"3 years ago. The night I just left and didn't come back for 2 days." Joey shook his head.

"I don't know if I can do it, guys." He ran a hand through his short hair.

"You think we want to give up our humans?" George got up and started picking at the flowers. "But their happiness has to be considered. They can have normal human lives. Hell, we can even get them to fall in love with each other so they can live in happy threesome-y bliss. They can live here and we can install hidden cameras. You KNOW you like hidden cameras." Bretta's eyes kind of glazed over and Joey poked her with a stick to get her to come back.

"I vote for the threesome camera awesomeness." She drooled a little. Joey sighed.

"I guess if they'll be happy I do too."

"It's unanimous then." George sat on the grass. "Shall we do it when we've completed our quota for this town?" The other Nymphs nodded. "Good. It's settled then. Go enjoy your time with your humans." As Joey and Bretta went in the house, George sat under the tree and began to hatch a plot.

3 months went by and the team had filled their quota. They should have been long gone but they lingered, trying to put off what they had to do. Finally one day George handed Joey and Bretta small red objects, the shape of flashlights.

"We gotta get going. The Council will send someone to find out why we haven't left yet. Come on." The humans were waiting in the kitchen, glancing nervously around. The Nymphs went to their respective humans and activated their memory wiping devices. In the next few minutes they erased all memory of themselves and told them the story they had agreed upon. The Nymphs left the humans in the kitchen to let the mind adjustments take affect. They packed and left the house without a word.

2 months later Bretta was out at a club enjoying herself and doing some solo converting and the house was quiet. Too quiet. Joey wondered what George was up to while walking down the hall to his room. He had just passed George's closed door when a pair of blue arms wrapped around his waist and a low voice whispered in his ear.

"Let me help you with those constricting clothes." Joey was about to protest when a set of teeth bit him gently at the junction of shoulder and neck. He swallowed anything he was about to say and let George pull him into her bedroom.

[Again, fill in the rest with your pervy imaginations :P]

Bretta woke up with the worst hangover in the history of hangovers. She had no more hangover remedy but recalled seeing some in George's room. She walked down the hall and opened the door without knocking.

"George can I borrow some OH MY GOODNESS!! Hey nice tattoo Joey." Two voices chorused

"Get OUT" and Bretta stumbled backward and slammed the door. George looked over at Joey.

"And THAT, my dear friend, is why I always install a lock on my doors."

In the kitchen Bretta sat with her head in her hands and a cup of hangover remedy in front of her. It was a weird orange color and tasted like coconut. Joey and George sat across from her, clothing not covering numerous bite marks and hickeys.

"Guys, as happy as I am that you FINALLY broke the rules and slept together, I SO did not need to find out like that."

"Learn how to knock and save yourself future scarring." George stuck her tongue out at her. Joey smacked her on the head.

"Be nice. You know she can report us any time right?" Bretta looked up, shocked.

"I wouldn't. I actually expected something like this to happen a long time ago. If you guys get caught, it won't be because of me." She grinned. "Now how about we go out for breakfast to celebrate?"

The Nymphs went to IHOP and Bretta converted 2 waitresses while they gorged on waffles and pancakes. Joey and George both installed heavy duty locks on their doors and Bretta met a ninja Nymph whose mission was to vanquish talking cows. The 4 of them did a lot of things together and were happy.
So endeth the second chapter of the Saga of the Nymphs. Keep your eyes peeled for chapter 3.