AN: This came about by typing ramdom letters and then spellchecking them into proper words. Written by me and my brother, and it was his idea. The random words were "Daff if vie bop ileum"
Once upon a time, an evil queen banished every story book character you know to a world without happy endings. This is their happy ending…
Henry sat in the centre of his castle, reading his book. He was reading the story of when Prince Charming first met the dwarves.
"Daff." he said to himself.
"I think you mean daft, not daff." Emma said, coming up behind Henry. He looked at her impatiently.
"No I mean daff. As in daffodils." He said pointing to the picture of the flowers in his book.
Mr. Gold sat in his shop, doing inventory. He wondered what he should do today. If he wanted to, he could continue doing inventory. Or, If he wanted to, he could go back out into the woods for another 'spot of gardening'; maybe this time it could include Moe French's dead body and not a knife. But then again, that would only be if he felt like exerting the effort. And he didn't.
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"I vie for the hand of the fair maiden." the knight shouted, brandishing his sword.
"You have no claim to vie for her hand. He hand belongs to me!" the other knight cried, pirouetting with his own sword. The said 'fair maiden' looked incredibly bored with the whole thing.
"Yes but I contend for all of her, not just her hand!" the first cried back, doing what he thought was an impressive move with his sword, but looked more like he got his hand caught in a door.
"By her hand, I mean that she already is promised to me!" the second countered.
"Gentlemen, enough with the posturing." the fair maiden exclaimed. "Vie already!"
Little rabbit Foo Foo walked along the forest path. He stopped to scoop up a field mouse, and on its head, he landed a swift bop. The blue fairy came down from the sky, and fluttered directly in front of him.
"Little rabbit Foo Foo," she began in her airy voice, "I don't want to see you scoop up a field mouse and then bop it on its head."
"But they come into our house and eat all our food!" Foo Foo cried. "I have to bop them on the head to so that we will survive the winter."
"Well, I still don't want to see it." the blue fairy said, hardly paying attention to the little rabbit, and she promptly turned him into a goon.
The evil Queen's ileum hurt a little bit. It must have been something she ate.