The Fantastic Castle
After all the bizarre mishaps and comic capers that Marcel and the flonkers had endured on this uncanny adventure, they could finally see the castle again. They ran down the hill in front of them and finally got the castle gate.
It was awesome. Turrets, the draw bridge, the moat, and the grandness of the whole thing. It was beautiful!
The guard at the front door said, �Who goes there?�
�I am Marcel, and these are the flonkers.�
�Oh! Go inside, his highness has been expecting you.�
I wonder how he knew that we were coming? Marcel thought to himself.
They came to a huge set of doors, and another guard opened them for the group, now including Hansel and Gretel. Inside was a gigantic pig wearing a crown of gold with diamonds. Also in the room was a guard, and two other people. It was the pie lady and her sister Marge! They were too late.
�OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK!,� oinked the pig, who Marcel assumed was the king. The guard translated it to them to the meaning, �I�ve been expecting you!�
�We are going to sue you for every penny you have,� said the pie lady with a wry smile on her face.
�OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK!� announced the king.
The translator said, �Our society does not allow arson,�
Multiple oinks later, �Any last words?� the translator said. Before Marcel could answer he said, �No, then you are punished to death!� the translator translated for Marcel.
�OINK! OINK! OINK! (And so on.)�
�You will be escorted to the dungeon,� translated the translator once again for Marcel.
�But ...but ...but ...� Marcel stuttered. Before he could think of something intelligent to say, Dragon flew in through the window!
�Dragon, I thought you were dead!� honked a flonker to the dragon.
�Nope!� replied the dragon. He breathed fire at the king, sizzling him and his translator to a crisp. �Bacon anyone?� he asked. He then singed the guards escorting Marcel to the dungeon. The pie women had fled the scene. Most likely they had dropped the charges and went to bake more pies.
�Hey! Your throat is better!� exclaimed Marcel.
�Actually, it never was that bad. It was just an act to get out of that wretched and vile cave,� responded Dragon.
�But I thought you died when you fell off the bridge,� pointed out Marcel.
�Dragon�s have wings, remember?�
�Yeah!� cried Hansel and Gretel with the flonkers. Marcel congratulated Hansel and Gretel for saying their first thing of importance in the story and then told the flonkers to shut up.
�I guess this means that I�m king, because I conquered that pig!� Dragon suggested.
�I guess it does!� said Marcel happily. With that he took the rather hot crown from the floor and gave it to Dragon. They all enjoyed some bacon from the fried heap that was once the king.
Hansel and Gretel were given a pat on the head and were then shoved out the door with forty extra gold pieces, the flonkers got two hundred acres of land to roam free in, Marcel got a huge mansion next to the castle, and Dragon was the king. The pie people were never seen again. They all lived happily ever after except for the pie people and the king who was incinerated. No matter, everyone else lived happily ever after. Or did they? Yes, they did.
Fin (which is french for THE END)
