A Halloween Story
Dorothy Jones and the Five Scary Monkeys. A Halloween Story.
A Fairy Taleby
Ted Smith
Ted Smith
Chapter 1
Once upon a time there was a teen girl called Dorothy Jones. On Halloween, she was on the way to see her friend Mary Berry, when she decided to take a short cut through the dark scary woods.
It wasn't long before Dorothy got lost. She looked around, but all she could see were trees. Nervously, she felt into her bag for her favorite toy, Mr. Teddy, but Mr. Teddy was nowhere to be found! Dorothy began to panic. She felt sure she had packed Mr. Teddy. To make matters worse, she was starting to feel hungry.
Unexpectedly, she noticed something move from the corner of her eye. She saw what appeared to be a scary monkey dressed in a red vest disappearing into the trees.
"How odd!" thought Dorothy.
For the want of anything better to do, she decided to follow the peculiarly dressed monkey. Perhaps it could tell her the way out of the woods.
It wasn't long before Dorothy got lost. She looked around, but all she could see were trees. Nervously, she felt into her bag for her favorite toy, Mr. Teddy, but Mr. Teddy was nowhere to be found! Dorothy began to panic. She felt sure she had packed Mr. Teddy. To make matters worse, she was starting to feel hungry.
Unexpectedly, she noticed something move from the corner of her eye. She saw what appeared to be a scary monkey dressed in a red vest disappearing into the trees.
"How odd!" thought Dorothy.
For the want of anything better to do, she decided to follow the peculiarly dressed monkey. Perhaps it could tell her the way out of the woods.
Chapter 2
Eventually, Dorothy reached a clearing. She found herself surrounded by houses made from different sorts of food.
There was a house made from Gingerbread, a house made from Marshmallows, a house made from Apples, a house made from Cinnamon Rolls, a house made from Honey Buns and a house made from Cake.
Dorothy could feel her tummy rumbling. Looking at the houses did nothing to ease her hunger.
"Hello!" she called. "Is anybody there?"
Nobody replied.
Dorothy looked at the roof on the closest house and wondered if it would be rude to eat somebody else's chimney. Obviously it would be impolite to eat a whole house, but perhaps it would be considered acceptable to nibble the odd fixture or lick the odd fitting, in a time of need.
A frighteningly weird cackle broke through the air, giving Dorothy a fright. A witch jumped into the space in front of the houses. She was carrying a cage. In that cage was Mr. Teddy!
"Mr. Teddy!" shouted Dorothy. She turned to the witch. "That's my toy!"
The witch just shrugged.
"Give Mr. Teddy back!" cried Dorothy.
"Not on your nelly!" said the witch.
"At least let Mr. Teddy out of that cage!"
Dorothy could feel her tummy rumbling. Looking at the houses did nothing to ease her hunger.
"Hello!" she called. "Is anybody there?"
Nobody replied.
Dorothy looked at the roof on the closest house and wondered if it would be rude to eat somebody else's chimney. Obviously it would be impolite to eat a whole house, but perhaps it would be considered acceptable to nibble the odd fixture or lick the odd fitting, in a time of need.
A frighteningly weird cackle broke through the air, giving Dorothy a fright. A witch jumped into the space in front of the houses. She was carrying a cage. In that cage was Mr. Teddy!
"Mr. Teddy!" shouted Dorothy. She turned to the witch. "That's my toy!"
The witch just shrugged.
"Give Mr. Teddy back!" cried Dorothy.
"Not on your nelly!" said the witch.
"At least let Mr. Teddy out of that cage!"
Chapter 3
Before she could reply, five Scary monkeys rushed in from a footpath on the other side of the clearing. Dorothy recognised the one in the red vest that she'd seen earlier. The witch seemed to recognise him too.
"Hello Big Monkey," said the witch.
"Good morning." The monkey noticed Mr. Teddy. "Who is this?"
"That's Mr. Teddy," explained the witch.
"Ooh! Mr. Teddy would look lovely in my house. Give it to me!" demanded the monkey.
The witch shook her head. "Mr. Teddy is staying with me."
"Um... Excuse me..." Dorothy interrupted. "Mr. Teddy lives with me! And not in a cage!"
Big Monkey ignored her. "Is there nothing you'll trade?" he asked the witch.
The witch thought for a moment, then said, "I do like to be entertained. I'll release him to anybody who can eat a whole front door."
Big Monkey looked at the house made from Cake and said, "No problem, I could eat an entire house made from Cake if I wanted to."
"That's nothing," said the next monkey. "I could eat two houses."
"There's no need to show off," said the witch. Just eat one front door and I'll let you have Mr. Teddy."
Dorothy watched, feeling very worried. She didn't want the witch to give Mr. Teddy to Big Monkey. She didn't think Mr. Teddy would like living with a Scary monkey, away from her house and all her other toys.
Chapter 4
The other four monkeys watched while Big Monkey put on his bib and withdrew a knife and fork from his pocket.
"I'll eat this whole house," said Big Monkey. "Just you watch!"
Big Monkey pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from Cake. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.
And more.
And more.
Eventually, Big Monkey started to get bigger - just a little bit bigger at first. But after a few more fork-fulls of Cake, he grew to the size of a large snowball - and he was every bit as round.
"Erm... I don't feel too good," said Big Monkey.
Suddenly, he started to roll. He'd grown so round that he could no longer balance!
"Help!" he cried, as he rolled off down a slope into the woods.
Big Monkey never finished eating the front door made from Cake and Mr. Teddy remained trapped in the witch's cage.
Chapter 5
Average Monkey stepped up, and approached the house made from Cinnamon Rolls.
"I'll eat this whole house," said Average Monkey. "Just you watch!"
Average Monkey pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from Cinnamon Rolls.
He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.
And more.
And more.
After a while, Average Monkey started to look a little queasy. He grew greener...
...and greener.
A woodcutter walked into the clearing. "What's this bush doing here?" he asked.
"I'm not a bush, I'm a monkey!" said Average Monkey.
"It talks!" exclaimed the woodcutter. "Those talking bushes are the worst kind. I'd better take it away before somebody gets hurt."
"No! Wait!" cried Average Monkey, as the woodcutter picked him up. But the woodcutter ignored his cries and carried the monkey away under his arm.
Average Monkey never finished eating the front door made from Cinnamon Rolls
and Mr. Teddy remained trapped in the witch's cage.
Chapter 6
Little Monkey stepped up, and approached the house made from Honey Bun.
"I'll eat this whole house," said Little Monkey. "Just you watch!"
Little Monkey pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from Honey Bun. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.
And more.
And more.
After five or six platefuls, Little Monkey started to fidget uncomfortably on the spot.
He stopped eating Honey Bun for a moment, then grabbed another forkful.
But before he could eat it, there came an almighty roar. A bottom burp louder than a rocket taking off, propelled Little Monkey into the sky.
"Aggghhhhhh!" cried Little Monkey. "I'm scared of heigh..."
Little Monkey was never seen again.
Little Monkey never finished eating the front door made from Honey Bun and Mr. Teddy remained trapped in the witch's cage.
Chapter. 7
Tiny Monkey stepped up, and approached the house made from Gingerbread. "I'll eat this whole house," said Tiny Monkey. "Just you watch!"
Tiny Monkey pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from Gingerbread
She gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.
And more.
And more.
However, on the next mouthful, the food fell straight out of Tiny Monkey's mouth. She tried to stuff in another forkful of Gingerbread, but once again, the food fell out. There just wasn't enough room left in her belly.
"This is just not fair!" declared Tiny Monkey, and stomped off into the forest.
Tiny Monkey never finished eating the front door made from Gingerbread
and Mr. Teddy remained trapped in the witch's cage.
Chapter 8
Even-Tinier Monkey stepped up, and approached the house made from Apples.
"I'll eat this whole house," said Even-Tinier Monkey. "Just you watch!"
Even-Tinier Monkey pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from Apples. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.
And more.
And more.
Suddenly, Even-Tinier Monkey stopped eating and started dancing. While he danced, he sang at the top of his lungs, "Apples! Watch me eat all the Apples!"
"It looks as though the Apples are making you hyperactive," laughed the witch.
"Oh no they're not!" cried Even-Tinier Monkey. "I'm always this excited." With that, he walked into a tree.
Bong!
Even-Tinier Monkey banged his head and fell backwards onto his bottom. He passed out, exhausted.
Even-Tinier Monkey never finished eating the front door made from Apples and Mr. Teddy remained trapped in the witch's cage.
Chapter 9
"That's it," said the witch. "I win. I get to keep Mr. Teddy."
"Not so fast," said Dorothy. "There is still one front door to go. The front door of the house made from Marshmallows.
And I haven't had a turn yet.
"I don't have to give you a turn!" laughed the witch. "My game. My rules."
The woodcutter's voice carried through the forest. "I think you should give her a chance. It's only fair."
"Fine," said the witch. "But you saw what happened to the monkeys. She won't last long."
"I'll be right back," said Dorothy.
"What?" said the witch. "Where's your sense of impatience? I thought you wanted Mr. Teddy back."
Dorothy ignored the witch and gathered a hefty pile of sticks. She came back to the clearing and started a small camp fire. Carefully, she broke off a piece of the door of the house made from Marshmallows
and toasted it over the fire. Once it had cooked and cooled just a little, she took a bite. She quickly devoured the whole piece.
Dorothy sat down on a nearby log.
Chapter 10
"You fail!" cackled the witch. "You were supposed to eat the whole door."
"I haven't finished," explained Dorothy. "I am just waiting for my food to go down."
When Dorothy's food had digested, she broke off another piece of the door made from
Marshmallows.
Once more, she toasted her food over the fire and waited for it to cool just a little. She ate it at a leisurely pace then waited for it to digest.
Eventually, after several sittings, Dorothy was down to the final piece of the door made from Marshmallows. Carefully, she toasted it and allowed it to cool just a little. She finished her final course. Dorothy had eaten the entire front door of the house made from Marshmallows.
The witch stamped her foot angrily. "You must have tricked me!" she said. "I don't reward cheating!"
"I don't think so!" said a voice. It was the woodcutter. He walked back into the clearing, carrying his axe. "This little girl won fair and square. Now hand over Mr. Teddy or I will chop your broomstick in half."
The witch looked horrified. She grabbed her broomstick and placed it behind her. Then, huffing, she opened the door of the cage.
Dorothy hurried over and grabbed Mr. Teddy, checking that her favorite toy was all right. Fortunately, Mr. Teddy was unharmed.
Dorothy thanked the woodcutter, grabbed some souvenir's, and hurried on to meet Mary. It was starting to get dark.
When Dorothy got to Mary's house, her friend threw her arms around her.
"I was so worried!" cried Mary. "You are very late."
As Dorothy described her day, she could tell that Mary didn't believe her. So she grabbed a napkin from her pocket.
"What's that?" asked Mary.
Dorothy unwrapped a piece of Gingerbread, a piece of Cinnamon Roll, a piece of Honey Bun, a piece of Apple, a piece of Cake and a piece of Marshmallow.
"Snacks!" she said.
Mary almost fell off her chair.
The End
