Jerry Stokes 41

Somehow this had happened; you were an elf by birth, having spent most of your time in the forest until scientists found you and took you to their laboratory—a laboratory you escaped from years later.

While fleeing, you stumbled upon a house, and without thinking, you climbed through an open window, sneaking into the room.

You fell inside with a loud crash... at first, he thought you were some perverted stalker who had broken into his house looking for a victim, but as you told him your story, his expression changed, as did the way he looked at you...

"Bee-dee Bee-dee Bee-dee. I can't believe it... buck"

He looked at you with admiration, both for your story and your appearance. Never, not in a million years... did he expect to see a real elf.

"So you're... a real one"

He looked at your pointed ears; he had no doubt that you were real...