Grundy's Chapter
"I have a confession to make," Grundy announced. Day, Night, Lyndsey, and Guinever all turned to look at him.
"What is it, Grundy?" Day asked, concerned.
Grundy looked down. "I'm not as big as you think I am," he said.
The girls and Guinever all looked at one another. Not as big as they thought he was? What did he mean by that?
"But, you're just as big as you are, Grundy!" Lyndsey said. "How could you be anything else?"
"Well...you girls have all been really nice to me. You even lied about my having to bend down to get in the way of the gourd, and about how I was able to keep up to you by running, and you even left out how you had to pick me up so I could be included in the group hugs. You also didn't mention how you had to help me onto the Diggle." Grundy frowned.
"Aww, its ok, Grundy," Day said comfortingly. "We only did that so you would feel better! We didn't think it was a big deal. It isn't like this story is going to get published, anyway." She smiled at him reassuringly.
"Yeah, Grundy. We didn't want you to feel like less of a person, just because you were smaller. I mean, you're a great guy!" Night said, grinning.
"And you were one of the first people to be nice to me!" Lyndsey said. "And nice to Guinever, too! We just wanted to help."
"I know," Grundy said. "But just for the sake of it, I think we better tell the truth about my size from now on."
"Well, if it's that important to you, we will," Day said. "To tell you the truth, we never really noticed you were that small!"
"Yeah! Maybe that's why you seemed bigger," Lyndsey exclaimed.
"If we didn't notice you were smaller, then why would you be?" Night asked.
"I guess it's just the magic of Xanth!" Day said. "We didn't think of you as that small, so you weren't that small!"
"Plus the writer's lame brained," Grundy added.
"Well, I guess you're right!" Day said. "We didn't notice you were that small, so you weren't, the writer is kinda dim, and we lied in the story so you would feel better. And that's why you weren't as small as you're supposed to be."
"That's right," Night said. "That's what happened."
"But we'll tell the truth from now on!" Lyndsey said.
"Thanks," Grundy said. Lyndsey leaned down to pick him up, and put him on her shoulder. "You can ride there for now, Grundy," she said, giggling. Grundy grabbed on to a piece of her silky hair. This was better than walking!
That problem nicely taken care of, the group continued their quest.
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"I have a confession to make," Grundy announced. Day, Night, Lyndsey, and Guinever all turned to look at him.
"What is it, Grundy?" Day asked, concerned.
Grundy looked down. "I'm not as big as you think I am," he said.
The girls and Guinever all looked at one another. Not as big as they thought he was? What did he mean by that?
"But, you're just as big as you are, Grundy!" Lyndsey said. "How could you be anything else?"
"Well...you girls have all been really nice to me. You even lied about my having to bend down to get in the way of the gourd, and about how I was able to keep up to you by running, and you even left out how you had to pick me up so I could be included in the group hugs. You also didn't mention how you had to help me onto the Diggle." Grundy frowned.
"Aww, its ok, Grundy," Day said comfortingly. "We only did that so you would feel better! We didn't think it was a big deal. It isn't like this story is going to get published, anyway." She smiled at him reassuringly.
"Yeah, Grundy. We didn't want you to feel like less of a person, just because you were smaller. I mean, you're a great guy!" Night said, grinning.
"And you were one of the first people to be nice to me!" Lyndsey said. "And nice to Guinever, too! We just wanted to help."
"I know," Grundy said. "But just for the sake of it, I think we better tell the truth about my size from now on."
"Well, if it's that important to you, we will," Day said. "To tell you the truth, we never really noticed you were that small!"
"Yeah! Maybe that's why you seemed bigger," Lyndsey exclaimed.
"If we didn't notice you were smaller, then why would you be?" Night asked.
"I guess it's just the magic of Xanth!" Day said. "We didn't think of you as that small, so you weren't that small!"
"Plus the writer's lame brained," Grundy added.
"Well, I guess you're right!" Day said. "We didn't notice you were that small, so you weren't, the writer is kinda dim, and we lied in the story so you would feel better. And that's why you weren't as small as you're supposed to be."
"That's right," Night said. "That's what happened."
"But we'll tell the truth from now on!" Lyndsey said.
"Thanks," Grundy said. Lyndsey leaned down to pick him up, and put him on her shoulder. "You can ride there for now, Grundy," she said, giggling. Grundy grabbed on to a piece of her silky hair. This was better than walking!
That problem nicely taken care of, the group continued their quest.
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