Short Story: The Dignified Doorkeeper
Genre: fantasy, humour
He was on guard duty. Which meant no one came in and no one went out without his knowledge. He was the guardian. The door keeper. The ultimate-
He did not jump and he did not scream because dignified doorkeepers didn’t do that.
“When did you come in,” he blurted out.
“Not long ago,” said Shadow, who was outside fighting with the rest of the team just a few seconds ago.
“I’ll take the parents. You take the child,” Shadow said as she tapped the unconscious pair on one shoulder and lifted them into the air.
“What happened? Why are we leaving?” He scrambled to pick up the small boy.
“The monster called reinforcements. The rest of the team are relocating, and so are we. Let’s go.”
“Right behind you.”
It wouldn’t be appropriate to hum in front of Shadow, so he settled with thinking a suitably epic song in his head to suit his new role as the terrific transporter and still amazing guardian.
He almost took a wrong turn straight away but corrected himself before anyone noticed.
Excellent recovery. He deserved a reward when he got back.
Real title: The Dubious Doorkeeper :p