I took my revenge. She shouldn't have done what she did and I was sure that she wouldn't do it again. I mean I don't understand why any human would think that it would be ok to steal from a leprechaun. Sure there is pretty deep lore that leprechauns' horde gold and humans always think it is easy to steal. Well, I'm living proof that leprechauns don't take kindly to being stolen from. I didn't work this hard to have to start all over because some stupid woman has gotten gold hungry.
So here I am at her house. I can't believe she hid out in the open, but it sure as shit made things easier. It is night time and she is inside all alone. I can smell my gold as I approach. Stairs mock me as I labor my tiny frame upwards to wooden double doors. They are easier to open with the magic that is flowing through my veins as I get closer to my gold. The gold is what gives leprechauns our power, we don't spend it. I've never had to purchase anything with a gold coin, but the more I have, the more powerful I become. Quietly I enter and another set of stairs leads me to her room.
She actually is a rather attractive human being. I stand at the edge of her bed now as I stare down at her hauntingly beautiful frame. Her thick legs curl over and under her blood red sheets. Her poorly covered breasts heave against the mattress. Blue-black hair lies crinkled against a delicate pillow. She sleeps with a smile on her face, a smile that I want to badly to disrupt.
"What the fuck?" Her eyes shoot open suddenly.
I stare at her and she seems frozen. I'm so tiny and yet I have a paralyzing effect on people. I think maybe it is the ceremonial green suit that makes people cringe, but I know it is just the unknown. Humans have this sickening fear of the unknown. The worst part is that this girl should fear me only because she wronged me.