The Princess Bride's Been Kidnapped

“I would love to let you and your, ah, daughter, into the castle,” mumbled Yellin. “There’s only one problem: I have no gate key.”

“Oh you don’t, do you?” Vizzini turned to the giant in frustration. “Fezzica, help this man search his pockets until he finds it.”

Yellin’s eyes grew wide. “Oh, you mean this gate key.”

Inigo snatched the key from the guard and ran for the castle gate, when it suddenly flew open and six men on horseback rode forth, blowing trumpets and brandishing swords.

Feebly, Yellin shouted after them. “What’s going on?”

“The princess has been kidnapped by the Dread Pirate Roberts!” called one of the soldiers as he galloped past.

“The Dread Pirate Roberts?” cried Yellin.

“The Dread Pirate Roberts?” asked Inigo and Fezzik in unison.

“The Dread Pirate Roberts?” shouted the boy, nearly jumping out of bed. “Grandpa, you said Westley wouldn’t come back, you liar!”

“Hold your horses, kid. Who’s telling the story here?”

“You are, but you’re telling it wrong!

“Think you can do better?”

The End

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