(INSPIRED BY THE PROMPT: “You accidentally summon a demon trying to pronounce IKEA furniture names.”)
Beth was excited when she got home from work and all her IKEA furniture had arrived. She had just moved into her new apartment the day before and was new to the city, so the enormous mounds of packages were not something she found daunting. The excitement and anticipation of breaking out her toolkit she’d finally located in one of her 10 boxes labeled “Books ONLY” last night was something she treasured. This exciting delivery was something she was sure was on par with her excitement as child waking up on the morning of her birthday to fresh chocolate chip waffles and a warm hug from her mom in the kitchen.
Taking stock off all the furniture she was about to tackle, Beth breathed deep and took stock of all the pieces she ordered. Docksta table. Check. Ektorp sofa. Check. Poäng armchair. Check. Kallax shelving units. Check. Billy bookcase…
“What the heck is a Billy Bookcase? I swear I didn’t order that! Where is my Lommarp?!” Beth muttered to herself, whining. “The Lommarp bookcase matches my aesthetic!!”
She pulled her phone out of her back pocked and searched her email for the receipt. She was going to have words with an IKEA customer service agent. How was she supposed to unpack all her beloved books that were treasured friends without her bookcase?
“Lommarp, Lommarp, Lommarp” Beth hummed to herself.
A crack echoed through Beth’s empty apartment and she felt a sudden gust of wind blow around her. Startled, Beth looked up to see a demon perched on top of her boxes smirking.
“Hello again, Beth! Lommarp, demon of chaos and mischief at your service! You called my name 5 times, sweetheart. Were you missing me that much?”
“Again?!” Beth asked. She was so confused.