Gremlins: Wire Jersey

A Story by Abishai100

Amlan/Ezzy become a special hero-duo for a misadventure in Xmas-time involving a Gremlin and a mutant-troll requiring (pure) distance-magic.

A bright '24 fanfiction of Gremlins (Joe Dante). Enjoy,

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Amlan Satan wouldn't have dreamt of such an incredible misadventure in the Homeland-Jersey town of Echelon in which an Xmas-season Chinese eatery 'gift' presented by a creature-keeper sage yielded a new form of social media culture 'handshake' for residential superstitions, perhaps drawing interest from modern capitalists simply worrying about 'waves' in American lifestyle/traffic created by a certain 'invasion' mindfulness.

EZZY (Amlan's Girlfriend): Well, seems your Chinese 'pet' yields darkness, hon.

AMLAN: The guy at the eatery warned me not to feed the Gremlin after 12am.

EZZY: So you decided to gamble, Amlan Satan.

AMLAN: It was just some cashews, Esmerelda; I was busy making a comic-tale.

EZZY: Right, with that portraiture of me as your angel and you as vigilante?

AMLAN: I was half-distracted and fed the Gremlin some cashews (12:05am).

EZZY: Damn...at least your comic doodle's in the pile of 'legend' readings.

What would Amlan do now, after his 'Gremlin' creature multiplied into 2 and then its double mutated into a hideous troll, named Stripe? Wow, Amlan was busy that night of the bad-omen dismissal (Friday) making a cyber-comics tale (incomplete) with a doodle of his girlfriend (Ezzy) and learned his quaint Echelon-Jersey town-home was about to become a personal memory 'bank' of the stuff of Earthling (social media) superstition(s).

AMLAN: We're taking the Gremlin (mine) to the arcade, where Stripe ran.

EZZY: While our Gremlin plays games, we'll stalk for Stripe, right?

AMLAN: We might have to use restroom-made acid from basic parts, Ezzy.

EZZY: This has become an Xmas-troll and creature-shield(s) odyssey, Satan.

AMLAN: Right...for social media too (maybe!).

Amlan/Ezzy found the right 'potion' magic to exorcise the troll-mutant (Stripe) inside the arcade-restroom where they cornered the hideous prankster who was about to bite the ankles of moms inside the games-area with their kids/teens. This was a horrid abomination of holiday-season activity, and Amlan found the sportsmanship-tone of such misadventure language/heroics a grand superstition 'art' for Earthling/Jersey bureaucracy (wow).

Amlan didn't mind having to use acid to melt the evil troll (Stripe), since it was the last/only/best defense from the leviathan inside that arcade that Xmas-season of incomplete-distances to superstition-securities. Why'd the Gremlin mutate into a troll just because of Amlan's simple (if foolish) mistake? Well, Ezzy would become his special 'muse' for an 'acid' themed adapted (secret!) tale of Gremlin-magic for (American) bureaucracy-deviance (ha).