Fairytale Part 9 - The Thought Plickens

 

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Ben, this next bit isn't very long.

I know, it's a development section.

Why do you always get to write the shorter bits? Do you know how long it takes me to interview 7 dwarves about an event?

...you do what?...

 

The seven brothers followed Fred’s tracks up to the gates of their castle. They were quite surprised when they found the gates closed and locked. They blew their horn and hollered till they were horse. Finally, Napoleon approached the gates, and seeing nothing but 7 furious stallions, simply shrugged and told them all to shoo away. After threatening to send the dogs after them, the 7 brothers huffed and puffed and galloped away.

“What do we do now?” Alexander whinnied.

“Well,” replied Dorky, “Let’s head back to the hunting lodge; we’ll sort things out from there.”

And so, they all cantered back to the hunting lodge. Stopping at a stream, they were able to relieve their horse-ness and so arrived at the cottage in their more human form.

Upon their arrival, they were shocked to see Snow White there, sweeping, dusting and cleaning the day away (she had a natural horror of all things dirty). The dwarves, apparently no longer employed at an evil castle, decided to let her stay.

Meanwhile, back at the castle, Fred had introduced himself to the HR Manager. Thrilled at the prospect of employing a talking wolf, Napoleon instantly offered him a very competitive salary for Resident Evil Creature, complete with Eye and Dental plans. Fred, somewhat confused at his turn of fate, quickly accepted the offer. Because his wolfish eyes worked better in the dark, he quickly implemented a black-out policy, whereby all the shades were drawn, no more than necessary lighting was lit, and the “day” shift was to begin at 8:00 at night. Napoleon implemented all of these policies, excited that his new hire was doing an impeccable job of eviling.

After seeing Rose Red faint, the stepmother was in a state of ecstasy. This was partially due to the fact that she knew it was not from fright, but rather, while she had been backing away, she had inadvertently placed her hand on her stepmother’s spinning wheel. Knowing that the spindle was poisonous (made of hemlock), the stepmother knew that they would need assistance.

So she screamed for help.

...wait, so Ben, Rose Red is Little Red Riding Hood, who is Sleeping Beauty?

That would be correct.

...but... there's no prince to wake her!

Josh, Fred had brothers...

...oh...