Random Story post in St. George.

I look at Puddles. She had never had wings before. I'd know. But here she is, right now, flying alongside us. I jumped off the planet and caught up to her. "Um.... hi?" I said. She rolled her eyes. "You really need to work on better approaches. " "Um, let me cut to the chase, what's up with the wings?" She looked at me. "Well, it isn't a short story, but I'll do my best. It was last night when everyone was asleep. One of those elite bots took me to another room. This one was completely metal, including a kind of table thingamajig in the middle. The bot led me to the table, and told me to lye down. I did. Another person came in. He gave me a sleeping draft. Then I woke up a few hours later, and all I felt was this pain in my back. I looked, and I saw the wings on my back." she took a breath after she finished her story. "And his face." I said. "The doctor's face, what did it look like?" "I don't know, he kept his face veiled the whole time." That is the end of this random story post, as Sam wants to kick me off the laptop.