And they lived happily ever after.
The end.
Time to go.
"HEY!"
Dammit.
"YOU CAN'T JUST END IT THERE!"
And why not?
"FOR ONE THING, WHO'S THEY?"
Prince Charlie and her friends... I mean the Duke obviously didn't since he's a little snit.
"THIS STINKS."
It's my fairytale.
It is my fairytale, right?
Well....
"WHO THE HELL IS THAT?"
The narrator.
"FUKE THAT GUY!"
And then the voices cried out as one frog right before the elephant put her foot down.
"NUTS."
I warned you.
Once upon a time....
Really?
Yup.
Dammit.
In a wasteland farther away than one might think.
There was a beautiful and brave Prince who was really a Princess.
Hi, that's me.
A dashing Rogue-
"That's me," Max says. "I'm Dashing."
A Freshly Rescued and Pretty Princess-
"I guess that's me," Jane adds.
A Fantastically Fancy Witch...
Ismie blows gracefully.
A de-garden-gnomed Dwarf with a chip on his shoulder
"[expletive deleted]"
and 3 idiotic footmen.
"I am not a footman!" Alex yells.
Luke and that other one look at him yelling.
"My name is Wilks!"
"You are not on foot?" Ismie asks.
"Well, yes." Alex replies in a lower tone of voice.
"You are a soldier in Prince Charlie's Guard?" Ismie asks.
"Well...yes."
"Then you are a footman."
Alex grumbles.
"HEY! WHAT ABOUT US?!"
I look at Prince Charming, his Man-at-arms, a garden gnome and an odd assortment of soldier's dragging my dragon's head.
"What about you?"
"Don't we get an intro?" Definitely Prince Charmin.
"I dunno."
"And why not, pray tell?"
"I am no longer narrating.
Once upon a time in the Dragon Wastlelands, there was a band of stalwart adventurers who, having slain a dragon were on the long road home, on foot.
The way was harsh and five of them died getting home.
Wait, what?
5 of them are about to die.
DAMMIT.
Kidding.
I am beginning to hate you.
Once upon a time in the Dragon Wastelands, there was a group of loosely associated people who did not get on well. One of them had a Fairytale complex.
Good times.....
Hey?
Sorry, reminiscing.
Where were we?
We are on the road back to Stonehaven.
Ismie turns to me at the crossroads.
She points to the road sign that reads "WitchHaven" off to the right.
"This is my road," she says. We hug. She whispers in my ear, "Tell Ralph to call me. It's been a blast, let's do it again sometime."
Then she snaps her fingers and a broom hops out of nowhere. She hops onto it and speeds out of sight. I watch her go.
I wish she was my fairy godmother.
"Yer nuts," Grimm grumbles as he watches her speed off.
"That's what a garden gnome would say," I retort.
Grimm gives me the finger.
"Speaking of which-" Sprogg-something tries to say. "We must be going as well." Sprocket the one-armed gnome interrupt the Garden Gnome. "Hey! I was tal-"
"We must be going to." The Man-at-arms says interrupting whatshisname? "It's a long way back to Stevenshire, and we're walking." he points to his Prince and the other soldiers. I would say it was nice, but then Prince Charming would probably have me birched."
"Bye!" I reply. as they all peel off to the left following the Stevenshire sign.
"My name is Sprog-" the Garden Gnome yells as we walk on.
Alex and Luke and Wilk's shift the Dragon's head between them as Grimm marches on
I am walking between Max and Jane. The Parasite Inn is fading away into the distance.
"Well that was a good adventure," I say.
"mmmhmmm." Jane says asshe takes my hand.
"It's all getting better from here," Max says. "Right?"
"Uhm."
"Aw Come on!" Max says, "What's the worst that can happen?"
I have a bad feeling but choose to ignore it.
I also ignore the background music that is playing something foreboding.
All's Well that Ends Well.
No one lived happily ever after, however.
Oh, hush.
The end.
Time to go.
"HEY!"
Dammit.
"YOU CAN'T JUST END IT THERE!"
And why not?
"FOR ONE THING, WHO'S THEY?"
Prince Charlie and her friends... I mean the Duke obviously didn't since he's a little snit.
"THIS STINKS."
It's my fairytale.
It is my fairytale, right?
Well....
"WHO THE HELL IS THAT?"
The narrator.
"FUKE THAT GUY!"
And then the voices cried out as one frog right before the elephant put her foot down.
"NUTS."
I warned you.
Once upon a time....
Really?
Yup.
Dammit.
In a wasteland farther away than one might think.
There was a beautiful and brave Prince who was really a Princess.
Hi, that's me.
A dashing Rogue-
"That's me," Max says. "I'm Dashing."
A Freshly Rescued and Pretty Princess-
"I guess that's me," Jane adds.
A Fantastically Fancy Witch...
Ismie blows gracefully.
A de-garden-gnomed Dwarf with a chip on his shoulder
"[expletive deleted]"
and 3 idiotic footmen.
"I am not a footman!" Alex yells.
Luke and that other one look at him yelling.
"My name is Wilks!"
"You are not on foot?" Ismie asks.
"Well, yes." Alex replies in a lower tone of voice.
"You are a soldier in Prince Charlie's Guard?" Ismie asks.
"Well...yes."
"Then you are a footman."
Alex grumbles.
"HEY! WHAT ABOUT US?!"
I look at Prince Charming, his Man-at-arms, a garden gnome and an odd assortment of soldier's dragging my dragon's head.
"What about you?"
"Don't we get an intro?" Definitely Prince Charmin.
"I dunno."
"And why not, pray tell?"
"I am no longer narrating.
Once upon a time in the Dragon Wastlelands, there was a band of stalwart adventurers who, having slain a dragon were on the long road home, on foot.
The way was harsh and five of them died getting home.
Wait, what?
5 of them are about to die.
DAMMIT.
Kidding.
I am beginning to hate you.
Once upon a time in the Dragon Wastelands, there was a group of loosely associated people who did not get on well. One of them had a Fairytale complex.
Good times.....
Hey?
Sorry, reminiscing.
Where were we?
We are on the road back to Stonehaven.
Ismie turns to me at the crossroads.
She points to the road sign that reads "WitchHaven" off to the right.
"This is my road," she says. We hug. She whispers in my ear, "Tell Ralph to call me. It's been a blast, let's do it again sometime."
Then she snaps her fingers and a broom hops out of nowhere. She hops onto it and speeds out of sight. I watch her go.
I wish she was my fairy godmother.
"Yer nuts," Grimm grumbles as he watches her speed off.
"That's what a garden gnome would say," I retort.
Grimm gives me the finger.
"Speaking of which-" Sprogg-something tries to say. "We must be going as well." Sprocket the one-armed gnome interrupt the Garden Gnome. "Hey! I was tal-"
"We must be going to." The Man-at-arms says interrupting whatshisname? "It's a long way back to Stevenshire, and we're walking." he points to his Prince and the other soldiers. I would say it was nice, but then Prince Charming would probably have me birched."
"Bye!" I reply. as they all peel off to the left following the Stevenshire sign.
"My name is Sprog-" the Garden Gnome yells as we walk on.
Alex and Luke and Wilk's shift the Dragon's head between them as Grimm marches on
I am walking between Max and Jane. The Parasite Inn is fading away into the distance.
"Well that was a good adventure," I say.
"mmmhmmm." Jane says asshe takes my hand.
"It's all getting better from here," Max says. "Right?"
"Uhm."
"Aw Come on!" Max says, "What's the worst that can happen?"
I have a bad feeling but choose to ignore it.
I also ignore the background music that is playing something foreboding.
All's Well that Ends Well.
No one lived happily ever after, however.
Oh, hush.
