Author's Notes:
This is a parallel story of sorts, to Little Muriel, and I do hope you enjoy it :)
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Little Eustace
Ch.1
A disaster
It was a cheerful and bright morning. The birds were chirping, and the sun shone bright over the horizon. Not a cloud was in the sky, and the house itself seemed to carry on a pleasant feeling. Everybody was just fine.
Except Eustace.
Muriel was busy was she made hot pancakes and bacon. She loved to cook food for both Courage and Eustace. Courage beamed at Muriel and wore a humble expression on his face, that simply said "I love you." Muriel blushed and grinned. They all had comfort as she cooked breakfast.
Except Eustace.
A stack of pancakes piled up on a large plate. She evened the share of breakfast for everyone, and placed the pancakes and bacon in equal numbers on each plate. Courage helped out and provided the silverware. They all had contributed in effort to make a pleasing morning.
Except Eustace.
"Where's me breakfast? I'm starving to death!"
Muriel grabbed the plates and set them in front of each chair.
"Here you go!"
"Hee heh heh heh!" Eustace grabbed his fork and plunged it into bacon.
Eustace could not enjoy his food, as a ferocious wind suddenly blew around the house.
Eustace lowered his fork.
"What the- Eh!?"
The winds became stronger, shrieked, and ripped wooden boards from the very house. Courage, Muriel, and Eustace were all forced out of their seats by an incoming tornado. Courage was blown towards the door. Quickly he grabbed the doorknob, hanging for his life. He grabs Muriel's hand as she was being blown away, and Eustace grabbed onto Muriel's other hand and held on.
They all screamed in terror as the house was blown apart. Almost every single nail, plank, and piece of furniture was blown away. Sadly, the breakfast followed with them.
"Me breakfast!"
Eustace let go of Muriel and reached out as the food passed by. Eustace screamed as he was flung into the significant wind.
In seconds, the wind died down, as if magically.
"Ooh… Courage.. I feel as if.. I need to take a nap." Muriel's voice had been weak.
Muriel walked into the living room, or what was left of it. She didn't even take notice of the severe destruction of the house as she made it up into what was left of the stairs, and made it into what was left of the bedroom, and slept.
"Huh?" Courage shrugged his shoulders.
Courage walks outside to the backyard, and examined the house. It was devastating. The walls from the back portion of the house were ripped apart. All that remained of the back portion were the floorboards, a stove, and a pitiful screen door. The portion of the house facing forward was quite empty. Most of the furniture had been swiped out, but it was fine, as it didn't suffer much damage.
He noticed a shadow upon the cracked ground, growing increasingly larger. He stepped into where the shade was located and looked up at the sky. He found it hard to make out, as the shadowy figure was blocking the sun. It appeared to be a baby or a child. Before Courage could react, it landed on top of him. Courage was completely flattened and down. It appeared to be a much, much younger Eustace. He appeared to have only one hair that curled upwards. The younger Eustace wore the same green overalls and yellow undershirt.
Eustace struggled to get up. Once he did, he stood above Courage's body.
He spoke with a pompous accent. "Stupid dog! You tripped me!"
Courage gasped. He immediately picked up Eustace and went upstairs to get to Muriel.
"Hey! Lemme go! Put me down! RAAAAHHG!!!"
Courage came into the bedroom, only to find Muriel was small also. He screams his head off.
"I want a dolly! I want some candy! Can we get some caramel squares? I WANT TO GO TO THE CANDY STORE!"
In panic and in need of help, He drops Eustace down and runs to the attic.
The computer seemed to be toppled over by the wind. The attic was entirely gone. Courage puts the monitor back onto the desk. It was slightly cracked but still worked fine.
"God, my head is killing me! Oh, YOU again."
Courage types on the keyboard. "Help! Help! Muriel…. Eustace… Shrinking! Need… Help!"
"The tornado again? They're both youthful?"
"Uh-huh, uh-huh!"
"Well, if you want BOTH of them to grow back, then get them together and get them to do whatever they did that got them together in the first place."
Courage moaned, as he didn't know what to think of. Eustace and Muriel? He wouldn't have ever guessed how two complete opposites still stayed as a couple. He returns to the bedroom, to find Little Eustace and Little Muriel quarreling. They both had their hands on their hips.
"Hey, you're a LADY!" Eustace jeered at Muriel "Do you know how to cook?"
"No! I dun KNOW how to cook and I don't WANNA!" Muriel was impending with madness.
"Are you rich?"
Muriel paused. "Well, no…"
Eustace cried with laughter as Muriel began to weep. Courage shrieked as Muriel ran out of the room.
"Hoo ho ho ha!"
Courage got an angry look at Eustace and whacked him on the head with a rolling pin.
"OW! Hey! What did I do?"
Courage rolled him eyes and went downstairs to comfort Muriel. He found Muriel on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. Courage huddles close to her and tries to comfort her.
"Thanks, little doggie. That Eustace is a big meanie!" Muriel has tears running down her face.
Courage couldn't seem to agree with her more.
"Hey, stupid dog! I'm hungry!"
Muriel seemed to stop crying immediately. "I'm hungry too, stupid dog!"
Courage moaned in dismay, and knew this was going to be a long, gruesome day.