Dear Far Far Away,
To say today was eventful is a bit of an understatement. I went to forgive Snow for being mean to me about my height and to give her another opportunity to be my wife. She was with a napping Sleepy in the kitchen, and she bit into an apple when she suddenly clutched at her throat. Truth be told, I thought she was just being melodramatic when she saw me walk into the room, so I stormed off in a huff.
Later, I learnt from Happy that Snow had collapsed from an unknown poison. He joyously told me that he had found Snow lying on the floor and Sleepy mumbling something about an old lady and an apple, which just sounded like the ramblings of a lethargic madman.
I went out to see Snow who had been put in Happy's greenhouse (for preserving, apparently), when I noticed from the corner of my eye two human people watching the proceedings. I deduced, using my dwarfish intelligence, that this might have been the woman responsible for such a heinous crime!
They stepped forward, and the male ran over to the greenhouse, professing his love for my Snow! Well, I wasn't having that. After some prolonged bickering, I challenged him to a duel. He pulled out a weapon, and tried to stab me with a pointy toothbrush. Luckily he aimed over my head so I tackled him to the ground, where he landed on the toothbrush, pointy side up. He was killed.
The woman had casually walked away to check something on an iMirror. I wandered over to see what all the fuss was about, when she collapsed in a heap. Clearly the item was fake (it was definitely a counterfeit that we manufactured in the mine), and it must have electrocuted her.
I looked at the other dwarves, wondering what to do with a man I've murdered, and a woman we've all inadvertently struck down with our faulty goods. We knew we were in serious trouble.
On Sleepy's advice, we decided to do nothing until morning.
Yours,
Doc.
To say today was eventful is a bit of an understatement. I went to forgive Snow for being mean to me about my height and to give her another opportunity to be my wife. She was with a napping Sleepy in the kitchen, and she bit into an apple when she suddenly clutched at her throat. Truth be told, I thought she was just being melodramatic when she saw me walk into the room, so I stormed off in a huff.
Later, I learnt from Happy that Snow had collapsed from an unknown poison. He joyously told me that he had found Snow lying on the floor and Sleepy mumbling something about an old lady and an apple, which just sounded like the ramblings of a lethargic madman.
I went out to see Snow who had been put in Happy's greenhouse (for preserving, apparently), when I noticed from the corner of my eye two human people watching the proceedings. I deduced, using my dwarfish intelligence, that this might have been the woman responsible for such a heinous crime!
They stepped forward, and the male ran over to the greenhouse, professing his love for my Snow! Well, I wasn't having that. After some prolonged bickering, I challenged him to a duel. He pulled out a weapon, and tried to stab me with a pointy toothbrush. Luckily he aimed over my head so I tackled him to the ground, where he landed on the toothbrush, pointy side up. He was killed.
The woman had casually walked away to check something on an iMirror. I wandered over to see what all the fuss was about, when she collapsed in a heap. Clearly the item was fake (it was definitely a counterfeit that we manufactured in the mine), and it must have electrocuted her.
I looked at the other dwarves, wondering what to do with a man I've murdered, and a woman we've all inadvertently struck down with our faulty goods. We knew we were in serious trouble.
On Sleepy's advice, we decided to do nothing until morning.
Yours,
Doc.
1 comment:
Well that Walt Disney bloke ruined a good story is all I can say. If only the makers of fairy tale films used more pointy toothbrushes I might start going to the cinema again. . .
Well done.
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