The Storyteller Compensates

Look! What do you say you agree to keep the original story going if I give you a name?

The fair maiden pouted her lips even more and turned her back with a maidenly humph.

"Only if my name's Adelaide. And what about the adventure?"

I'll make sure you have some sort of adventure, too! I promise! Cross my heart and hope to die!Just go back to the story, okay?

The maiden considered the proposition in her most maidenly fashion and finally agreed. The scenery changed back to the woods, and the maiden was dressed once more in her dripping wet gown.

Now then, where were we....? Oh yes! As I was saying...

The ashamed and furious maiden ran home through the woods. She sneaked into her small house, which was towards the edge of the village, and not a single human soul saw her again that day.

That night, she dreamt of the past day's experiences. The Prince chased her through the woods, his gigantic form crashing through the trees. Finally, just as he was about to snatch the princess up from the forest floor, an elderly woman appeared.

The woman, wrinkled with age like a year old prune, raised the staff she had by her side towards the Prince and turned him into a frog before squashing him with her heavy boot.

The maiden looked fearfully at the powerful enchantress, who said, "Fear not, my child. I am your fairy godmother!"

The maiden suddenly turned away from the woman with an annoyed look on her face.

"I thought you were going to name me and send me on grand adventures?" she asked severely. "And now you give me an ugly fairy godmother? Who do you think you are!?"

Gah! Hold your horses! We're getting there! My goodness, you're worse than my listeners, whomever they are! They've been surprisingly quiet... Yes, I know you're there! Just... sh! All of you! Moving on...

The End

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