February 20th, 2017 | Posted in : Uncategorized | No Comments »
Once upon a time, in a far away castle in Ireland, there lived a smart summoner who was able to summon themselves to places of a specific time, both fictional and real. She lived alone in a bookstore, where it had grown up with the deceased owner. She had beautiful hands, and it was known for its shiny red copy of Harry Potter, the only thing it had left of its parents.
Alas, the Queen of the country became jealous and wanted to own this copy of Harry Potter to finish her collection, with this copy being the most rare Harry Potter manuscript. So, the summoner became a wanted person and had to flee into the forest to find a place to hide. After dancing around for hours, hungry and tired, it stumbled upon a cabin. An old lady appeared, offering it shelter from the bitter cold. She looked at it with an anxious look and said: “I will protect you, but I need your help first. Years ago I lost something precious and I want it back. You need to climb into the sky and get my guitar back. Here is a magical PC Extra Thick Potato Chip, throw it into the earth, sprinkle with water and it will sprout a beanstalk. You have 13 days to return before the stalk withers.”
It followed the instructions given to her, and lo and behold, a beanstalk grew and grew and grew all the way up to the clouds. After an exhausting climb, it saw a huge castle. It walked to the door and knocked. A husky voice said: ‘Fee-fi-fo-fum, who dares to come and enter my house?” It was not afraid and said: “My name is Jamie and I’ve come to collect an item.”
The door made a ringing sound when it opened and revealed a large bedroom filled with golden books. It stepped inside and walked towards the spiraling staircase, where a figure moved, cloaked in darkness.
“Who are you? Step in to the light, so I can see your face.”
The beast growled angry. “Why did you come here? I just want to be left alone.” Still, it moved and stood in front of it. There were three horns on his head, and hair all over his face and his mouth was filled with large teeth. He wore dark wash denim skinny jeans, a beautiful burgundy flowy blouse accompanied by a black cut blazer with black high boots
“What happened to you?” It reached out to touch one of the horns, but the beast flinched. “Many years ago I was cursed by a witch. I have one year left playing lacrosse so I can break the spell, but I’m not brave enough.”
“If you give me the guitar, I will help you.”
In keeping its promise, the beast and it worked for a few hours and that afternoon, the beast transformed into an ordinary older guy. “I can’t wait to return to my job as a paralegal in the normal world. Can I come with you?” Together they climbed down the beanstalk, carrying the instrument for the old lady. The moment she saw the guy and her beloved instrument, she started to weep.
“My husband, you have returned!” They hugged and looked at it.
“We have to tell you something,” the old lady said. “You are our child. We were separated after the curse, but now we are reunited!” From that day, the three of them lived together in the forest, happily ever after.
Please link me to your story! I had so much fun make this mad libs fairytale, and I’d love to see how great/silly/wacky/awesome yours turned out! 🙂