A/N: This is a story that I originally made up on the Dr. Seuss website of Seussville. There's this "Horton Hears a Who!" storymaker - great fun! Albeit, a little childish. Ah schmek – you're never too old! The Doctor himself proved it! No, not Doctor Who LTS (Laughs To Self). Look up "David Tennent and Lauren Cooper" on YouTube. You'll understand...maybe...

The turning over of new leaf

"Vhat is with the constant smashing of the beak? Can't a sinister bird of prey get a break around here? Holy moly!"

For the millionth time, Vlad rubbed his beak

As he picked himself up, he heard a faint shriek

He looked to the purple leaved gongalong tree

Where a slug-like goop bug was trying to flee

Being the villain he was, he plucked it from its fat twig

And opened his mouth to swallow it in one – glig

Slowly opening an eye and pausing, he just knew it

He couldn't eat this goop bug! He just couldn't do it!

Today he just wasn't feeling villainous at all

He didn't feel like terrifying anyone – not big or small

Vlad Vladikoff just wasn't feeling himself today. He sighed as he pulled his feet up and began to fly. EEEK! AGH! – was all he could hear as he flew over the creatures of the jungle. Usually this sound would have filled him with joy and pride, but today? Nope. Nothing. What was he to do with himself? "Maybe it is time to be turning over a new leaf," he said to himself, "But where to find these new leaves?"

"If I may interrupt," called a voice from the sky, "To "turn over a new leaf" does not mean to actually find new leaves and start turning them over. It means to start over or find something new to do with your life."

"Ah, I see," said Vlad.

Suddenly, he stopped mid-flight looking around. "Vait who is this?" he asked, before dropping to the ground with a – PLONK!

"The life of a villain," he murmured to himself in a raspy voice, "Is filled with so…much…pain!"

"Oh this is the Narrator," replied the voice, "And yeah, I totally agree! Turning over a new leaf may be a good idea!"

"Are you not supposed to be narrating the story with all your rhymey-rhyme words?" asked Vlad.

"I…I can talk to you if I want!" exclaimed the Narrator offended, "Or I can stop the story right where it is!"

"Alright! Alright! Enough already with the threatenings and the snivelling like baby!" Vlad called up to the skies, "Jeez Louise!"

"Alright!" exclaimed the Narrator, back to being cheerful, "I have an idea!"

"Yes and what is idea?" asked Vlad.

"I think that you should make some cookies, you know, like the bunny Vlad!"

"Vhat?!" exclaimed Vlad in horror, "Make cookies?! Cookies is not scary! Not even bad thing!"

"But I thought you said that you wanted to turn over a new leaf!"

"Alright! We will go with the making of the cookies!" Vlad told the Narrator exasperated, "Vhat is this? Narrator telling Vlad what to do in story? Is Vlad's story! If you get to tell Vlad what to do in story, Vlad is getting to make up chapter titles!"

"It's a pretty short story," mumbled the Narrator to himself.

He then shrugged up in the big somewhere that – wherever he was – and agreed, "Suuure!"

A/N: (sings) "Doan cheeya wish your boyfriend was FRESH like me? Doan cheeya wish your boyfriend was HOT like a TEA? Doan cheeya?"
Oh right…hmmm…author's note…Just wondering how to get a bit of FOB going up in here! You know, as in "fresh off da blane"? Ha ha - well, just did, ae? Oh, and if you're wondering where that came from, google "Busikat Dolls – Doan Cheeya". Please reveiw!

Disclaimer: I do not own "Horton Hears a Who!" or any of it's characters. I've never read the actual book, so I'm not sure who exactly the bunny, Vlad belongs to. Can anyone tell me about that? It'll save any research I may do on the topic. I only know that the actual story and Vlad Vladikoff belong to Dr. Seuss. Hmmm…the Narrator…Don't know who he belongs to either.