Storytime with Ms Mausi...
Jan. 12th, 2003 08:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
msfledermausAll cosy with a blanket? All right then...
MOLDYLOCKS AND THE THREE GOOD FAIRIES
(Remembered from a mini-comic I did years ago)
Once upon a time in a deep dark enchanted forest lived 3 good fairies...One, plump and sweet, one dark, gothic and brooding, and one in a saucy cheerleading outfit. They helped their neighbors and were well thought of throughout the land. One evening they were making porridge for a well-deserved homey meal, but as it was too hot they decided to go for a quick flutter in the woods until it cooled.
While they were out,they had a visitor, a sweet little girl who had dug herself out of her not-so-fresh grave. But the smell of porridge, ah, so fresh, so enticing...and she stumbled into the parlor to the 3 bowls. One was too hot by far. One was too cold. One was just right...if she could only remember how to eat....
Feeling the need to sit, she staggered over to the fine chairs in the parlor facing the window. One chair proved far too large for her. One was too gothic, covered in iron curlicues and big imposing restraints and spikes. One was just right...but she dripped spilt porridge and slime all over it.
Craving oblivion, our little zombie princess stumbled into the master bedroom. One bed was full of cheerleading pennants and pom-poms, and frightened her. One was a bed of nails draped in red velvet. and one...ahhh, hot pink satin with rosebud gathers and soft downy pillows!!! Just right for the Big Sleep....
It wasn't long before the 3 good fairies came back from their foresty jaunt.
"Hey, someone's been eating my porridge!!!" Squeaked the cheerleader-fairy.
"Someone's been eating MY porridge!" Wailed the plump motherly one.
"Someone's been supping from my doleful bowl of gloom, gloom for which there is no ending..." Grumbled the Goth-fairy.
Into the parlor they went, and;
"Someone's been sitting in my chair!"
"Well, someone's been sitting in MY chair!"
"Someone's been sitting in my chair, and they slimed up all my spikes. My SPIKES!!"
and of course:
"Someone's been sleeping in my bed! My pom-poms are all over!"
"Someone's been sleeping in MY bed! What's that smelly stuff all over my velvet?!?!"
"Someone's been sleeping in My bed...and awwww, look! It's a cute little--OHGODNOOAGGGGGETITOFFMEGETITOFFMEEEEE!!!!!"
Sad to say, it wasn't long before Moldylocks made short work of all three of the good fairies and ate their brains. They became zombies in their turn, and flittering through the countryside twittering, "Braiiins, Braiins, terrorized the countryside until a Friendly woodchopper on his way back from another appointment took care of things, much to their neighbor's relief.
And the moral? Zombies. They're stinky houseguests.
The end:)
MOLDYLOCKS AND THE THREE GOOD FAIRIES
(Remembered from a mini-comic I did years ago)
Once upon a time in a deep dark enchanted forest lived 3 good fairies...One, plump and sweet, one dark, gothic and brooding, and one in a saucy cheerleading outfit. They helped their neighbors and were well thought of throughout the land. One evening they were making porridge for a well-deserved homey meal, but as it was too hot they decided to go for a quick flutter in the woods until it cooled.
While they were out,they had a visitor, a sweet little girl who had dug herself out of her not-so-fresh grave. But the smell of porridge, ah, so fresh, so enticing...and she stumbled into the parlor to the 3 bowls. One was too hot by far. One was too cold. One was just right...if she could only remember how to eat....
Feeling the need to sit, she staggered over to the fine chairs in the parlor facing the window. One chair proved far too large for her. One was too gothic, covered in iron curlicues and big imposing restraints and spikes. One was just right...but she dripped spilt porridge and slime all over it.
Craving oblivion, our little zombie princess stumbled into the master bedroom. One bed was full of cheerleading pennants and pom-poms, and frightened her. One was a bed of nails draped in red velvet. and one...ahhh, hot pink satin with rosebud gathers and soft downy pillows!!! Just right for the Big Sleep....
It wasn't long before the 3 good fairies came back from their foresty jaunt.
"Hey, someone's been eating my porridge!!!" Squeaked the cheerleader-fairy.
"Someone's been eating MY porridge!" Wailed the plump motherly one.
"Someone's been supping from my doleful bowl of gloom, gloom for which there is no ending..." Grumbled the Goth-fairy.
Into the parlor they went, and;
"Someone's been sitting in my chair!"
"Well, someone's been sitting in MY chair!"
"Someone's been sitting in my chair, and they slimed up all my spikes. My SPIKES!!"
and of course:
"Someone's been sleeping in my bed! My pom-poms are all over!"
"Someone's been sleeping in MY bed! What's that smelly stuff all over my velvet?!?!"
"Someone's been sleeping in My bed...and awwww, look! It's a cute little--OHGODNOOAGGGGGETITOFFMEGETITOFFMEEEEE!!!!!"
Sad to say, it wasn't long before Moldylocks made short work of all three of the good fairies and ate their brains. They became zombies in their turn, and flittering through the countryside twittering, "Braiiins, Braiins, terrorized the countryside until a Friendly woodchopper on his way back from another appointment took care of things, much to their neighbor's relief.
And the moral? Zombies. They're stinky houseguests.
The end:)
