What if Ambrosius ate the peach?
Sarah: OOOH! My tummy's rumbling!
Sir Didymus: Dost thou have a rumbly in your tumbly?
Sarah: I'm so rumbly in my tumbly. Time to munch an early luncheon, time for something sweet!
Hoggle: Would you care for this peach?
Sarah: Sarahs love peaches and I'm a Sarah, so I do care.
Ludo: She's so wumbly in her tumbly.
Sir Didymus: Time for something sweet!
Sarah: I don't need a bushel of peaches. I'd be grateful for a plateful. When I'm rumbly in my tumbly, then it's time to eat!
Sir Didymus: It's the tasteful thing to do, be it ten or twelve or two.
Ludo: For anytime is food time when you set your clock on Sawah time!
Ambrosius: **jumps up and eats the peach to stop the singing** WOOF!
Sarah: Awww. I was so looking forward to stop the rumbly in my tumbly.
Ludo: Hum-dum-dee-dum-hum-dee-dum-dum.
Hoggle: Well that was interesting.
Ambrosius: WOOF WOOF! (In dog language, this means: I certainly do agree) **disappears**
Sir Didymus: Ambrosius? AMBROSIUS? Nooo! Not my widdle puppy dog—er—I mean: My valiant steed! Where hast thou gone?
Meanwhile…
Jareth: Places everybody! Places! Sarah should be arriving any time now so I want you to be pre—
Ambrosius: WOOF!
Jareth: …
Ambrosius: Woof woof bark woof! (I say, what a strange abode. Would you mind informing me of my location as of late?)
Jareth: Um woof? (Peanut butter?)
Ambrosius: Bark bark woof. (You are ever so strange. Have I, perhaps, been molecularly transported to an asylum for the mentally unstable?)
Jareth: Ah, let's see…I remember taking Dogish in high school…Ummm…Bark woof woof woof bark? (Sarah eat balls to be poofed by my peach to this box?)
Ambrosius: Woof bark. (I see you went to a public high school.) Bark bark woof bark. (Please return me to my fox slave, otherwise known as "Sir" Didymus and I shall deliver the girl known as Sarah to you.)
Jareth: Woof. (Supercalifragalisticexpealidocious.)
Ambrosius: Bark. (I suppose we have an accord.) **gets poofed back**
Sir Didymus: Ah Ambrosius! You have returned!
Ambrosius: Bark woof woof bark bark. (Give the lady to the Goblin King.)
Sir Didymus: But—
Ambrosius: WOOF! (Now!)
**Sir Didymus does as he is told and gives Sarah to Jareth. Toby is turned into a goblin, she has to spend all eternity with Jareth, and no kingdoms were reduced to rubble. THE END…or is it? DUM DUM DUUUUUUM!**
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Yes, those are actual lyrics taken from Winnie the Pooh.
I'm really hoping I can finish these What Ifs before my luck runs out and someone reports me haha.
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