Sabrina-Fare

A Story by Abishai100

An 'offbeat' adaptation of the 1995 Sydney Pollack remake of the classic Billy Wilder film of 'superstitions' in fortune-reading drawing (real) matter.

A fun adaptation/fanfiction of that 'cool' remake of the Billy Wilder classic about inventions in customs/Romanticism, Sabrina (Harrison Ford), which I hope you like,

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SABRINA: Living in this Princeton area of the Homeland and staring out my window(s) every Saturday before visiting 'Prince Linus' in his estate nearby for my housekeeping session(s) engendered in me this special daydream to become a flight-attendant, 'woo' Linus (marry him!), and consider my memory of window-gazing a new comment-worthy expression for what's become my (private) 'adult' materialism-reading (for the heart!).

Sabrina, our protagonist 'heroine' of this mod-American wealth/romance 'faerie-tale' of great proportions of capitalism-race 'application(s)' for living fortune-readings, was headstrong but sensitive and in-love (secretly!) with her princely employer (Linus Satan), an Algerian-American US-citizen and inheritor of fortunes and something like a 'James Bod' of capitalism-race securities/insurance 'chess' and infiltrations-consultations (Interpol-relation?), which is why this lovely 'maid-in-heaven' sought a social-media culture worthy comment about the quality of wrought/achieved American dreams (wow).

LINUS SATAN: I didn't think you'd leave us to abruptly to become an airline-girl!

SABRINA: Oh, prince, I've to embrace some of my adventurous spirit(s).

LINUS: Very cool; when you return, do please correspond (on Facebook?).

SABRINA: Oh, I love social media, and perhaps we'll find life-exchanges(s).

LINUS: Sounds like a cyber promise of 'cool' proportions and fare.

She'd been admiring Linus Satan's sense of calm/control and how he 'dealt' with his wild-visiting race-car driving younger brother (David) who'd become his 'conscience' of sorts and urged him to find more 'deep' and serious Romanticism to 'enhance' his capitalism 'chess-stalemate' life which is what engendered in Sabrina this entire 'examination(s)' concoction for fortune-reading daydreams in this modern Western 'state' of illustrations in materialism living/life (hmm).

LINUS: What was the life of a flight-attendant like, Sabrina (for fare)?

SABRINA: Excellence; it seemed I was 'dashingly-brave' for travel (now).

LINUS: Yeah, 9/11 put the 'fear of Hell' into everyone for air-travel (no?).

SABRINA: Oh, it's so good to see you again, prince.

LINUS: Yeah, I missed you, Sabrina...was thinking of you (often too!).

SABRINA: Do you like my new 'pro' demeanor, Linus Satan?

LINUS: Yeah...gives me psyche-relief to see someone collected.

SABRINA: Ha, in comparison to David Satan?

LINUS: Sure, Sabrina; I hope you'll consider working for me again.

SABRINA: As what (now that my 'stewardess-adventure' concludes)?

LINUS: Perhaps...as my 'unofficial' office/communications secretary?

SABRINA: That's a fare, Linus; I'll post a 'cool' photo of 'fashion' online.

LINUS: Cool!

DAVID: When will you 'disclose' our dark-secret to Sabrina (for fare)?
LINUS: Why should I, you brat?
DAVID: Because she loves you (honestly), Mr. Satan!

LINUS: No one should know our secret, David Satan.

DAVID: I hear your 'upstart-racer company' (Arklow) is millionaire (now).

LINUS: Implying (what)?

DAVID: You must disclose our secret to her, for Sabrina ain't simply fare.

LINUS: That we're werewolves, brother?

DAVID: They've new 'cures' and herbal/sage remedies for lycanthropy-study.

LINUS: She'd never believe me, David.

DAVID: You're a 'natural' cynic, Linus Satan; trust me; tell her.

LINUS: Why don't I show her, David (about lycanthropy's dark-side)?

DAVID: Don't be cruel (to yourself); consider your 'horse' materialism.

LINUS: Damn you (I'll think about it).

DAVID: Do it...and I'll circulate (something) about Arklow-reading.

LINUS: Alright, alright ('ll write a pre-revelation note...for Arklow).

DAVID: Good (for social media!).

Linus revealed to Sabrina that he was a werewolf, in the flesh-and-bone (no doubt!). She was horrified. Her darling prince whom she was now 'sure' was persuaded that she'd become a 'world-sharp' transit-woman of confident approaches/advances to his 'dominion' of beauty and fortune, was somehow...a werewolf...wolfen (damn)! He gently told her, using his premade written pocket-script(s) and then slowly/gently transformed into a wolfen-creature, right before her tearing eyes. He then kissed her (eve-so-gently) and explained (to her sighs), "I'm a good witch, Sabrina, for your fare...I mean no harm (for you) and reveal myself...only for my charm(s) to you, for your fare...if you hear/listen (to me now)."

Guess what? This strange 'lycanthropy' faerie-tale has a happy-ending of unusual American proportion(s). For when Linus Satan took the 'good' advice of his 'upstart' younger (racer) bro (David Satan) and revealed his 'metaphysical' mutation secret (that he and David were bitten by wolves while camping and became werewolf-transformation creatures during their college-years/time at Dartmouth), and promised her their 'share' for life would be all clean fare and normality, for she'd not become a werewolf, and that he was still a princely 'man' of capitalism-race chess and readings for 'overground' commitments to society's duty (wow). She accepted the 'fare' proposition, realizing that (as before) she'd not fallen for his gentle affable grace(s) not because of his 'world' condition...or now because of his mystery 'state' (of creature-blood)...and became his Princeton braid (for the American Dream...in a nutshell).