Sips Co. Fairytale
Prologue
By: MusicPnFFreak/OWPB
And they lived happily ever after, eh?
What a bunch of bullshit.
"Sjin? What the hell are you reading? Some stupid kiddie stories?" I confronted the bearded bastard as he returned from working on that girly farm of his. In my hand was the book I had found earlier that day when I was rummaging through chests. Confused, Sjin cocked his head to one side.
"What?"
I rolled my eyes, waving the wore out book in front of his farmer-tanned face. Still, he wore the same expression, which made me lose all hope that I could tease him.
"You- you mean you haven't seen this book before?" Staring intently at the book for a moment, he shook his head.
"Nooo… sorry. Have you?"
"If I did then why would I be asking you?"
"I don't know!"
"Shit- Sjin. Somebody better not be messing with us again!" After previous cases with our windows being smashed and a random sign being put out in front of my pool, I had had just enough of this guy! Who the hell did he think he was, anyways? Some idiot, that's what.
"What's in the book, anyways?" Sjin asked, taking the book from my hands.
"A bunch of dumb kiddie stories." I muttered. At least, that's what I thought. All I did when I found it was flip through and find that stupid saying over and over again. 'And they all lived happily ever after.' I watched as Sjin scratched his beard and leafed through the torn pages. He started to giggle. A girly little man-giggle that always seemed to be uncontrolled by him.
"What?" I asked, slightly annoyed. He beamed up at me.
"Aw, I remember these! Cinderella, Snow White, Rapunzel, wow! Where'd you find this, Sips?"
I took him to the storage room and showed him the exact same chest where I had stumbled upon it.
"And you're not messing with me, Sjin?"
"No! I swear- I swear I'm not."
Finally, I gave up with asking Sjin. Besides, where would he have found the book, anyways? But… if he didn't find it and put it in the chest, and I didn't either, then who did?
Finally, night came, and the moon kicked the sun off the stage. It had been a long day. I mean, hey, replacing pipes that had turned into sand with actual pipes that took FOREVER to make was hard work. Since that main house had been destroyed ages ago, we had been staying in the next best thing – the official Sips Co. tower. I mean, there were a few machines here and there, but at least it was somewhere we could sleep. But, of bloody course, Sjin had our beds as close together as he could get them. He makes lame excuses like 'I get cold at night' or some other stupid thing. Still, I let him. Why? No fricken idea. We mumbled our goodnights and soon after that the guy was snoring like some monster! Jeez, just how much had I worked him today? While he was passed out and sleeping like a babby, there I was tossing and turning. It wasn't Sjin's snoring that kept me awake, in fact, it was the dumb BOOK. I couldn't seem to get it off my mind. I was constantly wondering what was in that book. I couldn't believe that Sjin remembered what was in that book as well. More importantly, why was he reading those in the first place?! I turned my head to the block of wood I called a nightstand. There it was in all its enchanted glory. Little shit, basically beckoning me to read it, to take only a glimpse. I looked back to Sjin, who was dead out. Man, if he caught me reading some of it, he would never let me live it down. Deciding he won't be woken anytime soon, I grabbed the book before I could hesitate, flipping through the rough pages until I found that first page and the first story.
(A/N: HEY YOU BETTER READ THIS. THIS IS IMPORTANT!
Thank you! So, this is the start of a new series as you can all see. Plot Twist? You guys get to decide which story you want me to write first! The only three right now I have in my head to work with is
Xephos and the Seven Dwarves
Sjinderella
Rapunzeldew
So, leave a comment/review and vote on which one you want to be written first! And, please, if you have any other fairytale ideas don't hesitate to tell me! I'll give you credit for the idea.
MPNFF out! Peace, mutha truckas!)
