Hosted by the Daily Prophecy blog is Mad Libs Fairytale Edition! Go over to her post to create your Mad Libs! I had fun with this one!
Once upon a time, in a far away town, there lived a smart magician. It lived alone in a convenience store, where it had grown up with the deceased owner. It had beautiful (4) arms,, and it was known for its shiny red shaving cream, the only thing it had left of its parents.
Alas, the queen of the country became jealous and wanted to own this shaving cream. So, it became a wanted person and had to flee into the forest to find a place to hide. After walking around for hours, hungry and tired, it stumbled upon a/an amusement park. An old lady appeared, offering it shelter from the bitter cold. She looked at it with fear 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 tuba back. Here is a magical hot dog, throw it into the earth, sprinkle with water and it will sprout a beanstalk. You have thirty 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 ranch. It walked to the door and knocked. A taut 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/an crashing sound when it opened and revealed a large bedroom filled with golden phones. 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 jeans and a plaid shirt.
“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 skipping so I can break the spell, but I’m not brave enough.”
“If you give me the tuba, 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 pastry chef 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.
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