Friday, February 10, 2012

Short Story; Bedtime Story (Aside to the Necromancer's Stone)

"Then what happened?"
The little girl sat bolt upright, knocking the plush animal she'd been holding onto a moment earlier of the bed.  Her eyes were bright with anticipation, and a little bit of concern for the characters in the story.  
"Well, then they all had teacakes and tapioca, asked why it was such a big deal, and parted ways as friends."
"Mommy's stories never end like that; tell me the real ending!"
"And what if that was the truth?"
"Then its a bad story."
"How is it a bad story?  What if they really liked teacakes and tapioca?  Maybe they were magic teacakes?"
"You can't enchant tapioca, or tea; I don't think it could have been magic.  And nobody likes food so much that it would keep them from killing each other."
"Aren't you clever?  So what do you think happened then?"
The little girl thought for a moment.  "I think that the boy and the girl fought the bad girl and they beat her up, and then they used magic and made the bad go away so that she became a nice lady."  She pulled her toy back up off the floor and tucked it in next to her.  "I think that would be a good ending."  
Then the story teller stood up and kissed her on the head, then pulled the sheets up.  "I think that would be a pretty good ending too.  Good Night Cyssie, sleep tight."
"But you still haven't told me how it ended?  What really happened?"
"You really want to know?"
The little blonde girl nodded, holding her pink, stuffed unicorn close.  
"Alright, I guess I'll have to finish it then."  

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