tirsdag den 6. september 2011

The Tale of the Brave Maiden and the Cockroach

I will now tell you the dark dark story about the monsters living in the deep dark corners of your home. The places where the shadows hit and only dust should roam. These beasts are better known as the Cockroaches... Mythical creatures know for their speed and stealth. Never to be messed with.

My story begins at the ending and the opening... More specifically the ending of a meal and the opening of a fridge.

The Noble Roommates had just finished their meal of adventurous character as the Homely Maiden opened the fridge (a cupboard that turns things to ice - one of the wonders of science!) to put in leftovers as the beast appeared. ThFrightened Maiden screamed ever so slightly and panicked although she never lost sight of the Hasty Creature. She grabbed a Pepsi flask and tried to strike the beast... but alas she missed it and the Flaky Being fled to safety.

What was the White Faced Maiden to do? Well, she used her patience and decided to wait for the creature to come out, as she was not planning to use her entire evening on this Bug From Hell (X Factor Australia was on the magic picture box).

The Cunning Maiden did not have to wait long. As she looked over her shoulder the Crawly Figure once again startled her. It had taken over yet another wall of her dwelling. This Maiden of Initiative jumped to her feet and ran for the Pepsi flask once more... She struck the beast again and again until it was finally dead... or so she thought; "It's still alive" exclaimed her roommate, the Knight of Bredster. The Deathly Maiden turned and indeed the Wounded Bug was moving its legs although still on its bag. She hit again with more strength and ferocity than ever before. This time there was no doubt; the now Harmless Creature of God would never move again.

The Maiden was no more to be defined as anything else but the Brave Maiden, forever a slayer of demons with up to six legs (more than that and it would include spiders, and as known by every man, a maiden could never defeat these eight legged freaks).

So goes the story of how the Brave Maiden defeated the purest of evil in its most cunning of disguises.

The casualties of war

1 kommentar:

  1. Fedt eventyr - for det må absolut være et eventyr. Monstre af den art findes ikke i virkeligeheden.

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