Author's note: Like part two of this trilogy, I will update once every three days, provided I don't have any more computer trouble.
The Land Before Time:
Struggle of the Seven Heroes
Prologue
In which a sneaky father begins the end.
"Nooooo! Come on, you must be joking!"
"Sorry, son. You can't be rewarded with a story when you won't clean your room. I've reminded you three times today alone, not to mention the several times throughout the week."
"What if I clean it up right now, mom? Then can dad continue?"
"Sorry. You've been putting it off for too long now, and I've been warning you about what would happen. You'll have to wait till tomorrow to hear the rest of the story, that is, if you clean your room tonight. Maybe next time you won't procrastinate when your mother tells you to do something."
"But-!" though a stern look from his mother made him close his mouth, and he tromped to his room in silence.
Just then, his father walked over. He was carrying two cups with some purple liquid inside.
"I brought us some juice, dear. Want to go to bed and chat?"
"Thanks, and I suppose so. Nothing more to do today."
"Did you explain the situation to him?"
"Yes. He was upset, but ultimately he accepted his punishment and will clean it up tonight. You can finish the story tomorrow."
"Alrighty, sounds good." The two of them reached their quarters and lied down in bed, pulling up the covers and snuggling close to each other. Both of them rested their backs against the bed frame and sipped their juice.
"So what should we talk about?" she asked him.
"Mm, how about our meals as of late? Don't you think the salads have been a little bland lately?"
"They seem fine to me. You must be losing your taste in your old age."
"Gee, that makes me feel so much better." At that, his wife laughed. Suddenly, she put her hand over her head. "Dear? Is something the matter?"
"I- I don't know. I suddenly feel so tir-" but she couldn't finish her sentence as she lost consciousness.
Her mate immediately got up, put her in a complete reclining position, pulled the covers up over her chest, and walked out of the room as he grabbed something from his shelf. Soon, he entered his son's still-cluttered room.
"How did it go?" he asked his father.
"Perfectly. Those sleeping aid herbs I put in her juice knocked her out. She should sleep like a baby all night. Don't forget our deal though. After you finally finish your room, I want you to organize my closet. I don't trust the servant with my personal things. Anyway, ready to finish the heroes trilogy?"
"Nah, I'm losing interest. Maybe some other time."
His father glanced at him with a smirk, and the boy couldn't keep a straight face and burst into laughter.
"Ha ha, kidding! You bet I'm ready! Let's wrap this story up."
Chuckling, he replied, "As you wish."