The Three Little Tortallans
Ok, so this is the story of the three little pigs. Wrong! Instead of pigs, you have Tortallans. Alanna is the mother and Thom, Alan, and Alianne (hey! The spell check wanted to change her to Alien!) are the three little Tortallans. Yep, that's all. But one more thing. This story is totally messed up. It's nothing like the original Three Little Pigs.
Once upon a time in the middle of Tortall – No no no! That's not right. In the middle of the woods (a while away from Trebond), there lived a happy little Tortallan family. One summer day, early in the morning, Alanna woke up her children and said sadly to them, "There comes a time when children grow up and are ready to get on with their lives. They go out into the world and seek out their life and – oh enough of this. I find this part of the story WAY too boring. Just scat."
Out went Thom. Out went Alianne. Where was little Alan?
"Alan! Get out of bed!" Alanna roared.
"Uh…what? What's going on? Huh? Where is everybody?" said very confused Alan. He looked at Thom and Alianne's empty beds and back at his mother. "Um, good morning mother."
"Hurry up and get dressed. Thom and Alianne have already left," Alanna said impatiently and walked out of the room, leaving behind a very confused Alan. Shrugging, he went back to sleep.
* * *
The two little Tortallans trudged through a meadow and headed toward the edge of the woods that led to the Great Road North. They, of course, were going south (but taking the Great Road North)
Stopping for a midmorning break, Thom said, "Have you ever wondered why we're even in this story? I mean, aren't there supposed to be three pigs?"
"Beats me. I'm just wondering why there are only two Tortallans," said Alianne.
"Where IS Alan anyway? He should've been right behind us," Thom said, looking around.
"Oh well. Probably just got lost," Alianne said calmly. "Let's go."
"But we can't! This story is all wrong now. We need a third little pi - I mean Tortallan." Thom was starting to get very worried.
"Whatever." Alianne wasn't in the mood for this. And she was tired. "Just wake me up when you find a replacement." Before Thom could answer, she was fast asleep.
"Great. Just great. NOW what am I supposed to do? I'm in big trouble now. If only Roald were here," Thom mumbled to himself quietly, as to not disturb Alianne. Perhaps he was being a tad bit too loud, because Kalasin of Conte (actually, in this story she's going to be the daughter of the woodcutter) came running out of the woods, looking panicked.
"Roald? Did you say Roald? Oh," Kalasin said, seeing Thom. "It's only you. But have you seen him?"
"Seen who?" asked Thom.
"My brother," said Kalasin.
"Which one?" Thom asked again.
"Roald."
"Is he missing?"
"Yes. He went out to chop some wood, but he never came back. So have you seen him?" Kally said, worried.
"No. But I really have to go. I've got to find a replacement for the third little pi – Tortallan," Thom said.
"Oh, that's too bad. I was going to ask you to help me look for him," Kally said sadly.
"Say, why don't you be the third little pi – I mean Tortallan," Thom suggested. "That way, Alianne and I will have a third pi – Tortallan, and we can help you look for your brother too."
"Good idea," said Kally.
"Now I have to wake up my sister." Thom walked over to the log Alianne was sleeping on, and shook her. She didn't stir. Shaking her again, Thom was without success. Finally, becoming vexed, he shoved her off the log and onto the meadow floor. She hit it with a thud and snapped her eyes open, just as annoyed as Thom.
"Hey! What was that for? I was having a good dream," she said, glaring at her brother.
"Well excuse me, but you told me to wake you up after I found a replacement, so I did." Thom pointed at Kalasin.
"Oh, hello Kally. Good to see you again." Alianne said.
"Good to see you too, Ali. Now lets go." Kalasin started walking across the meadow, leaving the two behind. They hurriedly ran after her.
"You know how in the story of the Three Little Pigs each of the pigs builds a house," Thom said during their midday meal. (I have no idea where they got the food)
"Go on," Kalasin said without looking up. She was busy weaving a blanket. (I really don't know why)
"Well, shouldn't we do the same thing?" Thom asked.
"Maybe. But lets not build our houses out of straw and sticks," Alianne put in.
"What about bricks?" said Thom.
"How are me going to get bricks? We don't even have any money," Alianne pointed out.
"Well, we could just make our houses out of…stones." Thom finished lamely.
"Where are we going anyway?" Kalasin had finally put the blanket away and joined in the conversation.
"How about Corus?" Alianne suggested.
Ok, so this is the story of the three little pigs. Wrong! Instead of pigs, you have Tortallans. Alanna is the mother and Thom, Alan, and Alianne (hey! The spell check wanted to change her to Alien!) are the three little Tortallans. Yep, that's all. But one more thing. This story is totally messed up. It's nothing like the original Three Little Pigs.
Once upon a time in the middle of Tortall – No no no! That's not right. In the middle of the woods (a while away from Trebond), there lived a happy little Tortallan family. One summer day, early in the morning, Alanna woke up her children and said sadly to them, "There comes a time when children grow up and are ready to get on with their lives. They go out into the world and seek out their life and – oh enough of this. I find this part of the story WAY too boring. Just scat."
Out went Thom. Out went Alianne. Where was little Alan?
"Alan! Get out of bed!" Alanna roared.
"Uh…what? What's going on? Huh? Where is everybody?" said very confused Alan. He looked at Thom and Alianne's empty beds and back at his mother. "Um, good morning mother."
"Hurry up and get dressed. Thom and Alianne have already left," Alanna said impatiently and walked out of the room, leaving behind a very confused Alan. Shrugging, he went back to sleep.
* * *
The two little Tortallans trudged through a meadow and headed toward the edge of the woods that led to the Great Road North. They, of course, were going south (but taking the Great Road North)
Stopping for a midmorning break, Thom said, "Have you ever wondered why we're even in this story? I mean, aren't there supposed to be three pigs?"
"Beats me. I'm just wondering why there are only two Tortallans," said Alianne.
"Where IS Alan anyway? He should've been right behind us," Thom said, looking around.
"Oh well. Probably just got lost," Alianne said calmly. "Let's go."
"But we can't! This story is all wrong now. We need a third little pi - I mean Tortallan." Thom was starting to get very worried.
"Whatever." Alianne wasn't in the mood for this. And she was tired. "Just wake me up when you find a replacement." Before Thom could answer, she was fast asleep.
"Great. Just great. NOW what am I supposed to do? I'm in big trouble now. If only Roald were here," Thom mumbled to himself quietly, as to not disturb Alianne. Perhaps he was being a tad bit too loud, because Kalasin of Conte (actually, in this story she's going to be the daughter of the woodcutter) came running out of the woods, looking panicked.
"Roald? Did you say Roald? Oh," Kalasin said, seeing Thom. "It's only you. But have you seen him?"
"Seen who?" asked Thom.
"My brother," said Kalasin.
"Which one?" Thom asked again.
"Roald."
"Is he missing?"
"Yes. He went out to chop some wood, but he never came back. So have you seen him?" Kally said, worried.
"No. But I really have to go. I've got to find a replacement for the third little pi – Tortallan," Thom said.
"Oh, that's too bad. I was going to ask you to help me look for him," Kally said sadly.
"Say, why don't you be the third little pi – I mean Tortallan," Thom suggested. "That way, Alianne and I will have a third pi – Tortallan, and we can help you look for your brother too."
"Good idea," said Kally.
"Now I have to wake up my sister." Thom walked over to the log Alianne was sleeping on, and shook her. She didn't stir. Shaking her again, Thom was without success. Finally, becoming vexed, he shoved her off the log and onto the meadow floor. She hit it with a thud and snapped her eyes open, just as annoyed as Thom.
"Hey! What was that for? I was having a good dream," she said, glaring at her brother.
"Well excuse me, but you told me to wake you up after I found a replacement, so I did." Thom pointed at Kalasin.
"Oh, hello Kally. Good to see you again." Alianne said.
"Good to see you too, Ali. Now lets go." Kalasin started walking across the meadow, leaving the two behind. They hurriedly ran after her.
"You know how in the story of the Three Little Pigs each of the pigs builds a house," Thom said during their midday meal. (I have no idea where they got the food)
"Go on," Kalasin said without looking up. She was busy weaving a blanket. (I really don't know why)
"Well, shouldn't we do the same thing?" Thom asked.
"Maybe. But lets not build our houses out of straw and sticks," Alianne put in.
"What about bricks?" said Thom.
"How are me going to get bricks? We don't even have any money," Alianne pointed out.
"Well, we could just make our houses out of…stones." Thom finished lamely.
"Where are we going anyway?" Kalasin had finally put the blanket away and joined in the conversation.
"How about Corus?" Alianne suggested.