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Goldilocks: Malik Ishtar
Father Bear: Lisid or Rishid or Odeon or whatever you wanna call him.
Mama Bear: Isis Ishtar
Baby Bear: Shadi
Narrarator: Ryou Bakura
Egyptian Goldilocks and the Three Egyptian Bears
Narrarator: One day, there were three hungry bears. It was a nice day, and Mama Bear was preparing the breakfast. There was nothing better than roasted lamb for breakfast. As they all sat down for breakfast, they all had their own opinions on the roasted lamb.
Father Bear: This roasted lamb is way too hot. Not only that, but it's way too roasted.
Mama Bear: Well, I must agree with you, my cooking was never really any good.
Baby Bear: No comment.
Father Bear: Since breakfast didn't work, how about we go get something to eat.
Baby Bear: No! The prophecies foretold that there bid an event that shall be placed to happen on this very day!
Mama Bear: Oh come now.We will just be gone for fifteen minutes or so.
Father Bear: Yes, no need to get so fussy. Besides since when did kids have the right to talk to their parents like that. The prophecies? Puh leaze.
Baby Bear: Hmph.. well I will have the last laugh.
Narrarator: After many arguing moments, they finally left the house. But right at that moment, a curious child entered upon the house. She had dropped her ball inside and needed to retrieve it. She had blonde hair and wasn't a very polite girl.
Goldilocks: How will I get my ball? It's inside, but I just saw the owners of this house leave.
Narrarator: Goldilocks slowly turned the doorknob, since she could contain her patience no more.
Goldilocks: How careless, just leaving the the door open and unlocked like this.
Narrarator: Goldilocks entered the house.
Goldilocks: Ewwww, how gross. This food on the table looks atrocious!
Narrarator: Goldilocks was curious into how it tasted
Goldilocks: I will go to the biggest one, it must be for the father of the household, so it must taste good. * munch munch* Ewww how disgusting! Maybe the next one will be better. This looks fairly reasonable. * munch munch* Gross! this is disgusting too! It tastes just like my sisters cooking. I'm scared to try the next one but, oh well, here goes. * munch munch* Hmmm not bad. It actually tastes pretty good. Still bad, but pretty good.
Narrarator: Goldilocks entered the living room.
Goldilocks: Well since the food was pretty nasty, I guess I can watch some t.v. Oh wow, this one looks really comfy.
Narrarator: She sat down and got a unpleasant surprise.
Goldilocks: This chair will hurt my ass if I sit on it any longer. This one better be good, or else.
Narrarator: She sat on it and got the same disappointment.
Goldilocks: This is way too soft and feathery, if I sit on it any longer all the feathers in the cushion will end up in my ass. Oh well, I guess the last one will have to do. Anyways it's a rocking chair. Yay!
Narrarator: Goldilocks was having so much fun on the rocking chair swinging back and forth, back and forth, that she was unaware of the weight being pushed onto the chair. She did onle last swing and the chair was gone before you could say poodle. It was cracked, into pieces.
Goldilocks: Ooops
Narrarator: Goldilocks felt that there was too much stress on her, so she headed for the bedroom.
Goldilocks: Oh man, I'm so tired. * yawns and plops onto Father bears bed*
Narrarator: After she plopped onto the bed, a loud clunk was heard because it was so hard.
Goldilocks: Ow ow ow! Who the hell invented this bed! And who in their right mind could find it comfortable! I will be very mad if this next bed disappoints me!
Narrarator: The next bed was a water bed and made Malik.. er Goldilocks jiggle all over the place. Most people would find it comfortable, but not Goldilocks.
Goldilocks: Grrrrrr! I hate this bed. It has too much water! I don't like it at all! This next bed is going to be my last! If it is not comfy then to take out my anger, I shall poke a hole in the water bed!
Narrarator: To his relief, the next bed, was just an ordinary bed with very cozy blankets and nice soft stuffed animals. She fell asleep faster than a man's anger on a bad day. When the bear family got home, boy were they surprised.
Father Bear: Hey! Someone's been touching my food, and you know how I feel about someone touching my food!
Mama Bear: Well, don't be such a sour puss! Someone's been eating mine too. Darn it! I was really hoping to sell it in the market as animal bait.
Baby Bear: Someone ate all of my food.The whole thing!
Narrarator: When they arrived in the living room...
Father Bear: Ahhhh someone's been in my chair!
Baby Bear: I knew it! The prophecies were right about the foretold future!
Mama Bear: Well someone was in my chair, and they tried leaving a needle on the cushion.
Baby Bear: Oh great... Someone was in my chair, except they broke it. Now what am I gonna sit on.
Father Bear: Hah where's your prophecies now!
Baby Bear: They are still here... buried in my soul.
Narrarator: As they entered the bedroom.....
Father Bear: Holy Son of God! Who is in our house! They keep toughing my things!
Mama Bear: Yes, well someone was on my bed, and it looks like I'll have to get a new one.
Baby Bear: You guys should come and see this.
Narrarator: As they approached the sleeping girl cautiously, she woke up with a heavy stretch and yawn.
Father Bear: Rargh!!!!!! Get out of my house!
Goldilocks: Fool! Don't tell me what to do! If I want to sleep in this bed then I will! Now stop breathing on me and leave me alone!
Mama Bear: It's best to leave her alone.
Baby Bear: Curse it. I swear on the grave of the pharoah that when you get up, I shall punish you in the name of all justice and personal belongings.
Father Bear: Hey you! Come on, it's time to eat again, plus Mama says we must go out and buy you a new chair.
How did ya like it? Oh wait, Ryou has something to say.
Ryou: When do I get to be in the story? I'm tired of being a narrarator. Tell somebody else to do it.
Me: Well, I'll think about it. What do you guys think?
Yami Bakura: Nah, let him be a narrarator.
Malik: Hey! I really don't care, but I'm still mad you made me be Goldilocks!
Me: Hey! It's The Egyptian Goldilocks story, and it made perfect sense to make you the girl since you have blonde hair.
Malik: Yes, but you could've put a wig on Isis!
Me: Just be quiet. End of discussion.
Also peeps, Yami is still injured, so pray that he gets better.
Goldilocks: Malik Ishtar
Father Bear: Lisid or Rishid or Odeon or whatever you wanna call him.
Mama Bear: Isis Ishtar
Baby Bear: Shadi
Narrarator: Ryou Bakura
Egyptian Goldilocks and the Three Egyptian Bears
Narrarator: One day, there were three hungry bears. It was a nice day, and Mama Bear was preparing the breakfast. There was nothing better than roasted lamb for breakfast. As they all sat down for breakfast, they all had their own opinions on the roasted lamb.
Father Bear: This roasted lamb is way too hot. Not only that, but it's way too roasted.
Mama Bear: Well, I must agree with you, my cooking was never really any good.
Baby Bear: No comment.
Father Bear: Since breakfast didn't work, how about we go get something to eat.
Baby Bear: No! The prophecies foretold that there bid an event that shall be placed to happen on this very day!
Mama Bear: Oh come now.We will just be gone for fifteen minutes or so.
Father Bear: Yes, no need to get so fussy. Besides since when did kids have the right to talk to their parents like that. The prophecies? Puh leaze.
Baby Bear: Hmph.. well I will have the last laugh.
Narrarator: After many arguing moments, they finally left the house. But right at that moment, a curious child entered upon the house. She had dropped her ball inside and needed to retrieve it. She had blonde hair and wasn't a very polite girl.
Goldilocks: How will I get my ball? It's inside, but I just saw the owners of this house leave.
Narrarator: Goldilocks slowly turned the doorknob, since she could contain her patience no more.
Goldilocks: How careless, just leaving the the door open and unlocked like this.
Narrarator: Goldilocks entered the house.
Goldilocks: Ewwww, how gross. This food on the table looks atrocious!
Narrarator: Goldilocks was curious into how it tasted
Goldilocks: I will go to the biggest one, it must be for the father of the household, so it must taste good. * munch munch* Ewww how disgusting! Maybe the next one will be better. This looks fairly reasonable. * munch munch* Gross! this is disgusting too! It tastes just like my sisters cooking. I'm scared to try the next one but, oh well, here goes. * munch munch* Hmmm not bad. It actually tastes pretty good. Still bad, but pretty good.
Narrarator: Goldilocks entered the living room.
Goldilocks: Well since the food was pretty nasty, I guess I can watch some t.v. Oh wow, this one looks really comfy.
Narrarator: She sat down and got a unpleasant surprise.
Goldilocks: This chair will hurt my ass if I sit on it any longer. This one better be good, or else.
Narrarator: She sat on it and got the same disappointment.
Goldilocks: This is way too soft and feathery, if I sit on it any longer all the feathers in the cushion will end up in my ass. Oh well, I guess the last one will have to do. Anyways it's a rocking chair. Yay!
Narrarator: Goldilocks was having so much fun on the rocking chair swinging back and forth, back and forth, that she was unaware of the weight being pushed onto the chair. She did onle last swing and the chair was gone before you could say poodle. It was cracked, into pieces.
Goldilocks: Ooops
Narrarator: Goldilocks felt that there was too much stress on her, so she headed for the bedroom.
Goldilocks: Oh man, I'm so tired. * yawns and plops onto Father bears bed*
Narrarator: After she plopped onto the bed, a loud clunk was heard because it was so hard.
Goldilocks: Ow ow ow! Who the hell invented this bed! And who in their right mind could find it comfortable! I will be very mad if this next bed disappoints me!
Narrarator: The next bed was a water bed and made Malik.. er Goldilocks jiggle all over the place. Most people would find it comfortable, but not Goldilocks.
Goldilocks: Grrrrrr! I hate this bed. It has too much water! I don't like it at all! This next bed is going to be my last! If it is not comfy then to take out my anger, I shall poke a hole in the water bed!
Narrarator: To his relief, the next bed, was just an ordinary bed with very cozy blankets and nice soft stuffed animals. She fell asleep faster than a man's anger on a bad day. When the bear family got home, boy were they surprised.
Father Bear: Hey! Someone's been touching my food, and you know how I feel about someone touching my food!
Mama Bear: Well, don't be such a sour puss! Someone's been eating mine too. Darn it! I was really hoping to sell it in the market as animal bait.
Baby Bear: Someone ate all of my food.The whole thing!
Narrarator: When they arrived in the living room...
Father Bear: Ahhhh someone's been in my chair!
Baby Bear: I knew it! The prophecies were right about the foretold future!
Mama Bear: Well someone was in my chair, and they tried leaving a needle on the cushion.
Baby Bear: Oh great... Someone was in my chair, except they broke it. Now what am I gonna sit on.
Father Bear: Hah where's your prophecies now!
Baby Bear: They are still here... buried in my soul.
Narrarator: As they entered the bedroom.....
Father Bear: Holy Son of God! Who is in our house! They keep toughing my things!
Mama Bear: Yes, well someone was on my bed, and it looks like I'll have to get a new one.
Baby Bear: You guys should come and see this.
Narrarator: As they approached the sleeping girl cautiously, she woke up with a heavy stretch and yawn.
Father Bear: Rargh!!!!!! Get out of my house!
Goldilocks: Fool! Don't tell me what to do! If I want to sleep in this bed then I will! Now stop breathing on me and leave me alone!
Mama Bear: It's best to leave her alone.
Baby Bear: Curse it. I swear on the grave of the pharoah that when you get up, I shall punish you in the name of all justice and personal belongings.
Father Bear: Hey you! Come on, it's time to eat again, plus Mama says we must go out and buy you a new chair.
How did ya like it? Oh wait, Ryou has something to say.
Ryou: When do I get to be in the story? I'm tired of being a narrarator. Tell somebody else to do it.
Me: Well, I'll think about it. What do you guys think?
Yami Bakura: Nah, let him be a narrarator.
Malik: Hey! I really don't care, but I'm still mad you made me be Goldilocks!
Me: Hey! It's The Egyptian Goldilocks story, and it made perfect sense to make you the girl since you have blonde hair.
Malik: Yes, but you could've put a wig on Isis!
Me: Just be quiet. End of discussion.
Also peeps, Yami is still injured, so pray that he gets better.