WHAHO! 3rd parody! Thank you to all the people who read what I write. It's a great honor to know I have many readers who enjoy what I write. Anyways, I have a surprise for all of you at the end of this chapter, and for those who are like me you probably skipped the whole thing to read it. Hope you liked the surprise and I especially hope you enjoy my 3rd parody.
Here I go!
On a school bus
Kids were being noisy and rude in the bus. Some were spitting spitballs at others while others were nagging and arguing. Sitting in the very back was a very young and very shy blue troll. She had a green eye and a purple eye. She was often made fun of for her heterochromia and yes it sometimes gets to her. She heard her belly grumble. She hasn't had anything to eat in a while. She looked at the seat in front of her and saw a fat purple troll boy eating a bag of chips.
"Um…. Excuse me," She patted the boy's shoulder," can I have some?"
"Pfff, no way Harper! Their my chips" The boy laughed and looked away from her," freak."
Harper looked back out the window in disappointment. Not too long, the bus came to a stop in front of a museum. At the door was a sparkling troll in long and arabic clothing. His face was hidden from everyone except his blue eyes. When all the children hopped off the bus, they all started to run to the door. The troll cleared his throat ready to talk but before he can say a single word all the children ran into the museum and knocked him over.
"Oh, are you ok sir?" Harper was behind the group.
"Ahem, yea, happens every year," The troll shook off the pain," Please, Enjoy the museum, and maybe even learn a little something."
"Thank you," Harper walked into the place. The room was full of screams and destruction. Little trolls were grabbing everything they could get their little hands on.
"Oh this is so cute!" A little pink girl picked out an arabic like shirt from the gift shop.
"I saw that first!" a blue girl pulled it away from her.
"Hands off Maddy!" the pink one pulled harder.
"Let go Moxie!"
"You're just jealous of my style!" the two girls kept screaming at each other. Behind the counter of the gift shop, a pair of twins in arabic clothing shook their heads.
"Children," The pink twin sighed. They jumped from a loud crashing sound. A kid just broke a ancient looking vase.
"He did it!" the boy pointed at a little girl. The girl started to whimper and cry. The blue twin picked up a walkie talkie.
"Can you please lead these kids to the room of wonders,"
"Can do, over," A male voice answered. Inside the room of screaming children, a loud whistle was heard. All the children froze in their places and looked at where the whistle came from.
"Wild ones aren't we?" A giraffe like troll spoke. He too had arabic clothing on along with green hat pulled over his eyes.
"Who are you?" A little boy rudely asked. The troll gave a smirked before talking.
"Follow me," He walked into a room. All the kids shrugged and followed the mysterious troll. They followed him into a room full of color and gold.
"Welcome to the room of wonders," The lama troll introduced them. All the children stared in awe at all the treasure that filled the place.
"Oh, pretty!" Maddy was about to grab a old looking necklace.
"Nope," a big and chubby troll blocked her way. Of course, he had arabic clothing that covered him completely, "No touching."
"then why are we even here?!" the little girl talked back. Soon enough a chime was heard. The lights started to go dim and a lit up stage stood front and center of the room.
"Oooo," The children all gathered around the stage to see what was coming. As always, Harper was at the very back.
"Let me see!" Little Harper jumped up and down to get at least a small peek of what was coming but her classmates were much too tall. She gave up on trying and just stood there listening to what was coming.
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"Oh, I come from a land,
From a faraway place,
Where the caravan camels roam,"
Harper heard a female's voice sing. She tried to jump again to get a glimpse.
"Where it's flat and immense,
And the heat is intense,
It's barbaric, but hey, it's home,"
Losing her patients, Harper ducked down and crawled on all fours to get to the front.
"When the wind's from the east,
And the sun's from the west,
And the sand in the glass is right,"
Harper finally crawled her way to the front and looked at what everyone was looking at.
"Come on down,
Stop on by,
Hop a carpet and fly,
To another Arabian night,"
A female troll was covered in arabic like clothing. Only her purple eyes and orange hair was visible.
"Arabian nights,
Like Arabian days,
More often than not,
Are hotter than hot,
In a lot of good ways,"
The girl made her to the front of the group. Like magic, she threw something on the floor that caused flames to sprout up. The kids watched in awe as a gold lamp suddenly appeared in her hands.
"Arabian nights,
Neath Arabian moons,
A fool off his guard,
Could fall and fall hard,
Out there on the dunes,"
( end )
"Good evening everyone," the lady greeted.
"It's the afternoon dummy!" a kid in the back yelled. The girls eyes showed some annoyance.
"I can see why you're all here," she said in a plain tone," In this place full of wonder, and magic."
She held up the lamp so all the children can see.
"Are you a genie!?" a little girl shouted.
"Oh oh, I wish for a pony!"
"I want a jewels, oh and a diamond tiara!"
"I wish for a super extra large pepperoni, pineapple and ham pizza with stuffed crust and anchovies," a lot of the children looked away in disgust.
"Ummm…." The lady troll had no idea how to respond to all this.
"Hehe, don't be fooled by this lamp children," the lama troll tried to get things rolling.
"Yes, for it's not on the outside but the inside that counts," the lady told them.
"Boooo!" a kid shouted.
"What's the point in keeping it?!" another shouted.
"This is no ordinary lamp you know, it once changed the life of a man who was more than what he seemed, and the life of six…" The lady noticed the children were leaving,"... Don't you want to hear the tale?!"
"Nah, we'll just go back to the gift shop!" Moxie claimed.
"I want to hear it," little Harper sat down criss cross applesauce.
"At least one decent child does," the lady was disappointed in the children.
"If you stay till the end of the story, I'll make you all cupcakes before you leave!" the lama troll told them. The children came running back and sat down.
"Nice one," the lady gave the lama troll an approving look.
"Just doing my job," he said proudly.
"Anyways, our story begins in one… dark…" the lady tipped the lamp over her hand and let blue sparkles pour into it," starry night!"
She threw the sparkles over the children as the lights went out.
In the desert
Two trolls were waiting on a hill under the dark.
"Creek, We've been waiting forever," a yellow tiny troll complained in a deep scratchy voice.
"Patients Smidge," A neon colored troll waited besides her. Going up the hill was a gray troll with a something in his hands.
"Sorry for being late…."
"Did you get it?" Creek didn't care for his excuse.
"I had to slit a few throats but I got it," the troll showed him what seemed like half a butterfly. Creek reached out his hand to get it but the gray troll pulled away," My treasure?"
A sudden flash of blue took the gold out of his hands. Smidge dropped the treasure into Creeks hand with her hair.
"You will be rewarded when we get to the Cave of Wonders," Creek assured the impatient troll. He took out the other half of the gold broach and connected them together. The butterfly like incest came alive and almost immediately flew off.
"Follow it!" Creek ran after the flying jewel. The butterfly flew across the desert sand and split back into two. The gems stuck themselves to some sand and started lifted it up. Creek and the other two trolls halted to a stop and watched as the sand raised higher to the sky forming a tiger like head with the gems as eyes. The creature opened its mouth to reveal a bright, red and yellow light.
"At last!" Creek looked up at the cave in joy," After so many years of searching, I have found the cave of wonders!"
"My goodness," the gray troll looked up in awe.
"Remember," Creek pulled the troll by the collar," Retrieve the lamp, the rest of the treasure is yours but the lamp is mine!"
"Yes sir," the gray troll chuckled nervously and made his way to the cavem
"Who disturbs my slumber?!" the tiger head asked.
"It is I…. Gazeem," he introduced himself," a simple thief."
" One whose worth can be found within may enter," The tiger glared down at the thief. He looked back at Creek unsure of what this meant.
"Well what are you waiting for, go on," Creek urged him.
" Ok…" with trembling legs, he climbed onto the lip of the sand tiger and carefully took the first step in. He cowered in fear at the thought of what might happen. When everything seemed steady, he sighed in relief. His relief was quickly taken away when he heard the mighty roar of the tiger. He hurried back to the exit but the tiger had already locked his jaws together and melt back into the sand.
" Diamond in the rough," the tiger repeated to Creek as he disappeared back into the sand. The two halfs of the flying insect fell back onto Creeks feet.
"Well, that's it!" Smidge crossed her arms in anger and gave her grumpiest face," We should just give up! We are never, ever going to get ahold of that stupid lamp!"
"Will you shut your trap!" Creek snapped at her," the thief was obviously more than unworthy. Hmm… Diamond in the rough, diamond in the rough?"
Creek thought about what these words mean.
At troll village
"Get back here you son of rat!" a male guard shouted at a run away troll. The gray troll climbed onto the highest branch he could get to and looked down at the guards," I'll have your hands ripped off and place them on my wall as a trophy!"
"Sheesh, all this for a single piece of bread," the gray troll took some bread from his hair. Seeing no other choice, he jumped off the branch and held onto a line with laundry. The line snapped making him swing and crash onto random pods until he crashed onto the floor. The boy raised out of the laundry and made a run for it. He bumped into a group of girls who were all laughing at him.
"A little early to be getting in trouble don't you think Branch?" A green troll laughed.
"Trouble? Don't over exaggerate Cybil, your only in trouble when you get caught," At that moment, someone grabbed him.
"Gotcha!" the guard yelled.
"I'm in trouble," Branch repeated in fear. The guard opened his mouth to say something but a barral was thrown over his head," Haha, nice timing Fuzzbert."
Branch pulled away from him and looked at his fuzzy friends. He said something that sounded like a thank you under all his hair.
"You won't get away that easy!" a guard swung his sword at him.
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"Gotta keep,
One jump ahead of the breadline,
One swing ahead of the sword,"
I steal only what I can't afford
That's Everything."
Branch ran off to the streets of bergen town with Fuzzbert.
"One jump ahead of the lawmen
That's all, and that's no joke"
Branch dodged all the swings and jumped onto a stack of barrels.
"These guys don't appreciate we're broke,"
Branch loosened the ropes making the barrels knock the guards down.
Guards
"Riffraff,
Street rat,
Scoundrel,"
The guards saw Branch and Fuzzbert climb onto an apartment building.
"Take that!"
They threw some food at him.
Branch
"Just a little snack, guys?"
Guards
"Rip him open take it back guys!"
The guards threw multiple weapons at him.
Branch
"I can take a hint, gotta face the facts
You're my only friend Fuzzbert!"
Branch pulled Fuzzbert into a window. Inside was some kind of dance class.
Girls
"Oh it's sad they have hit the bottom,
He's become a one-man rise in crime,
As Branch and Fuzzbert made their way to the other window until they bumped into the teacher.
Teacher
"I'd blame parents except he hasn't got 'em!"
She shooed them away with her broom.
Branch
"Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat
Tell you all about it when I got the time!"
The two jumped out the window. And continued to run from the law.
Branch
"One jump ahead of the slowpokes,
One skip ahead of my doom,
Next time gonna use a nom de plume,"
Fuzzbert dropped a cart of bananas making the guards slip and fall.
"One jump ahead of the hitmen,
One hit ahead of the flock,
I think I'll take a stroll around the block,
They ran into homes, stores and everywhere they went they would cause trouble and chaos. They ran into a clothing store where they continued to wreck everything.
Guards
"Stop,
thief!"
Lady in a store
"Vandal!"
Manager
"Outrage!"
The manager threw whatever he can at him.
Guards
"Scandal!"
Branch pushed his back against the glass door.
Branch
"Let's not be too hasty,"
Behind him, the door opened making him fall onto his back. Above him was a giant bergen looking at him with a hungry look.
"Still I think he's rather tasty,"
Not wanting to be lunch, Branch ran out with Fuzzbert behind him.
Branch
"Gotta eat to live,
Gotta steal to eat,
Otherwise we'd get along,"
The guards all ran out after him.b The groups split up and searched for ways to corner him.
Branch
"One jump ahead of the hoofbeats!"
He took a turn to be greeted by angry guards.
Guards
"Vandal!"
Branch grabbed Fuzzbert and ran to the other side.
Branch
"One hop ahead of the hump,"
The guards awaited him.
Guards
"Street rat!"
He took another turn before ramming into more guards.
Branch
"One trick ahead of disaster,"
Guards
"Scoundrel,"
Branch pulled Fuzzbert to a set of stairs where they ran to the roof of a building.
Branch
"They're quick, but I'm much faster!"
Branch picked up a carpet that was at the top.
"Here goes,
Better throw my hand in,
Wish me happy landing,
All I gotta do is jump."
Branch and Fuzzbert hopped onto the carpet and glided through the air while the guards crashed and fell off the building into some mud with pigs.
( end )
SURPRISE TIME! I'm wondering how many of you skipped the whole thing to read this. So, Where I live "Trolls" came out on November 4 and that date it close. So after I finish this I'll upload a original fairytale called " A Forbidden Tale " to celebrate the one year anniversary. What is this story about, here's the summary.
( Branch and Poppy are childhood friends who are engaged and search nothing but a purpose in their life. While Poppy spends her time in fairytale books, Branch lives in reality, that is until they get trapped in a fairytale book. On this adventure they'll meet many well known characters from their favorite stories and even meet the forbidden tales. Characters who were created for their own stories but later tossed aside and never got to tell their story. No story equals no purpose. ) So this is pretty much about what happens to the deleted charaters from stories.
After this story I'm doing Princess and the Frog parody. Anyways hope you like the sound of it and see you next time. Songs are ," Arabian Nights," by Alan Menken and " One Jump Ahead," by Brad Kane.