Once upon a time, Etwas the Elf was running through the forests of tall grass, under the canopies of clover and around the stems of tall flowers when she found a bit of candy cane that had flown from the mouth of some careless, sloppy, intolerable child. The red and white striped sugar splinter was stuck to a blade of grass and with some prying and tearing, Etwas made it her own.
It was long with a sharp point at its top and it made a perfect toy spear. The elf set it over her shoulder and strutted up and down, back and forth in the shade of a sage brush, playing armed guard.
"Who goes there!" she would yell. "Halt!" she would bellow in her high-pitched voice. "Are you talking to me?" she would ask and then strike the air with her sweet weapon.
An ant crawled down a leaf over head and watched Etwas at play. "Hey, elf!" the ant japed, "when you see Santa, tell him this year to make me a whole sugar cube!"
A slug heard the ant and joined the game. "Ahoy, Etwas! When you get to the north pole, see if you can't make me some fertilizer for my garden. I've been a very good gastropod!"
Finally a kitten overhead the jeering and mewled, "Aaaaaand tell Skyr-gobbler to leave a little for other thieves!"
Etwas continued her play proudly, jabbing at her audience and giggling with them but ever since then she's learned to be thoughtful about weapons and cautious with candy.
It was long with a sharp point at its top and it made a perfect toy spear. The elf set it over her shoulder and strutted up and down, back and forth in the shade of a sage brush, playing armed guard.
"Who goes there!" she would yell. "Halt!" she would bellow in her high-pitched voice. "Are you talking to me?" she would ask and then strike the air with her sweet weapon.
An ant crawled down a leaf over head and watched Etwas at play. "Hey, elf!" the ant japed, "when you see Santa, tell him this year to make me a whole sugar cube!"
A slug heard the ant and joined the game. "Ahoy, Etwas! When you get to the north pole, see if you can't make me some fertilizer for my garden. I've been a very good gastropod!"
Finally a kitten overhead the jeering and mewled, "Aaaaaand tell Skyr-gobbler to leave a little for other thieves!"
Etwas continued her play proudly, jabbing at her audience and giggling with them but ever since then she's learned to be thoughtful about weapons and cautious with candy.
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