Aycee, The Frost Giant

Our AC is back on. I woke this morning to a cool, artificial breeze on my back. It was like QUEST FOR FIRE or 2001: A SPACE ODYSSEY in my room for a minute - I wasn't sure what was going on. I stood up, stared in awe at the strange, magic, metal hole in the wall.

Legend had it that this hole led to the chamber of Aycee the Frost Giant, and in the Oldtymes he would sleep there. His mighty frigid breath would seep through the magic holes to cool all the peoples of the... apartment.

I climbed onto my bed and put my hand in front of the vent, disbelieving the legends of the Frost Giant, the beliefs my people had held for so long. It was cold! The air was downright chilly... I left my room, and opened the outside door. So very hot! I quickly retreated. I was met by a strange, small, darkly tanned man. His cottony tunic read "Maintenance," so I assumed he was French. Our legends spoke of a man from Maintenance (which as we all know is a region in France) who would tame the giant and make him sleep. He had nearly been forgotten, even in legend, it had been so long since he'd been seen. Still here he was - surely one of his descendants, not THE Man from Maintenance.

"Your AC should be working fine," said Maintenance, "you need to go down to the office and..."
Well, I'll leave off there because I don't speak French. It was all gibberish to me.

I quickly got a Sharpei and began to put down the story of Maintenance and the Frost Giant Aycee, but was put off by the puppy's angry yiping. I put down the Sharpei and took up a Sharpie, with which I inscribed the story of the brave French knight's battle with the giant. Our people will be forever grateful for the cooling breath of the mighty giant, and we'll never forget the tiny French hero who brought him back to us. Thank you, Maintenance. We'll not forget you again.