Drusselsteinian Fairy Tales : Heinz and Gretchen

by Punktespender

Nothing could build a father's daughter relationship better than reading fairy tales. So Heinz uses the possibility of his sick daughter to read his favorite fairy tales from Drusselstein.Well Vanessa is not enthusiastic, but lets Heinz tell. But only under the conditions he tells the old fairy tales, new. Behold - Old fairy tales/new stories.

1. Storyteller

A / N The idea to write came to me when I read my little brother Hansel and Gretel. I made a fun of it and imitated Doofenshmirtz voice at the reading. And my brother loved it. But when Doofenshmirtz tells a fairy tale, he also needs a fairy tale which is crazy enough to be told.

So I wrote my own version of Hansel and Grete. Okey the story that Heinz is now reading is very loosely based on the orginal fairy tale.

(Translated from German into English)

"Dad! This is really not necessary. "
Vanessa pulled the blanket over her head to show her father that she did not agree with his plans.
"Vanessa, everything for my little sick angel.
Why did I just have to be sick when I'm with Dad, she thought as she slowly stretched her head out of the bedspreads.

At her bedside sat Dr. Doofenshmirtz with a thick book he appeared from a dusty corner of his lab.
Drusselsteiner Fairytales,

stood quite unadorned on the brown-bound book.
"Dad, I do not like the fairy tales from Drusselstein, you know that."

Heinz looked at his daughter, insulted.
"And you know I loved it when my mother read me out of this book. Well, I probably would have loved it. She never read it to me.

But now is no time for sad background stories. I'll save that for Perry the platypus."

He smashed the book, only to be almost suffocated by a thick dust cloud.
Coughing and panting, he straightened his smock and put on his reading glasses.
Vanessa sat a further protesting would be senseless and gave up.
"Okay Dad, you can read a fairy tale." A smile flew over Dr. Doofenshmirtz's face, which again flew away as his daughter continued.

"But only if you tell them, well, modern ones. Do not get me wrong the stories are great, but something is missing."
Heinz was sitting in confusion.

Modern?

Should he adapt his beloved fairy tales, only to make them accessible to a broad mass?

That's how Walt Disney felt.
True evil.
He wanted to deny it, but when he looked into the face of his daughter, he could not just resist.
"Okay, okay for you."
He licked his finger briefly and turned to the first fairy tale in the book. In his head he let the title go through his head before he began to tell.