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eviinsanemonkey's prompt, "the end"
"So, Chicken-licken and Goosey-loosey, Henny-penny and Turkey-lurkey, Ducky-lucky and Gander-lander, they all went to tell the King that the sky was falling," Simon read. Harley was already drowsing, his head in Simon's lap, his eyes half-closed, his breathing slow and deep.
Simon turned the page.
"On the way to see the King, they met a Fox, whose na-" Simon skimmed the sentence ahead and stopped. Harley's eyes flicked open.
"Uh," said Simon. "Um."
Harley rolled onto his back to stare up at his brother.
"They met a Fox," repeated Simon. "Who was called Foxy-Lox. 'Where are you going?', asked Foxy-Lox. 'We are going to see the King,' said Chicken-Licken, 'Because the sky is falling.'"
Harley was watching him now, dark eyes narrowed thoughtfully beneath his fringe of fine blond hair, so different from Simon's own.
"'Well,' said Foxy-Lox. 'Why don't you all jump on my back, and I will take you to see the King?' So they all climbed on his back and off they went, to see the King.' On the way, they met a... a friendly old beetle, whose name was... Cedric.
'Hello,' said Cedric Beetle. 'Could you help a friendly old beetle? I am looking for a... tomato... to eat. Because I'm a beetle.'
'Certainly,' said Foxy-Lox. 'If you fly to the west, you will find the biggest tomato field in all the land, which... which the King has said we can all eat for free.'
'Thank you,' said Cedric the friendly old beetle, and away he flew. He flew, and he flew, and he flew, and eventually he came to a field full of the most delicious tomatoes in the whole world, and he ate them all up.
And when he came home, Foxy-Lox and all his friends had filled his house with a giant tomato, enough for Cedric the friendly old beetle to eat for all the rest of his days, because he was so friendly and nice. The end."
Simon closed the book with a decisive snap.
"What about the King?" asked Harley.
"Oh," said Simon. "Well, while Cedric the friendly old beetle was enjoying his tomatoes, Foxy-Lox and Chicken-Licken and all the others met with the king, who was... Isaac Newton... and he explained gravity to them, and they all went home much wiser and happier than before and lived happily ever after."
"Oh," said Harley. Then: "Why aren't there any pictures of Cedric the Friendly Old Beetle?"
"Because," said Simon. "As well as being very friendly and old, Cedric was very shy. And the King knew this, so he didn't make him pose for any photographs."
"Hmm," said Harley.
eviinsanemonkey's prompt, "the end""So, Chicken-licken and Goosey-loosey, Henny-penny and Turkey-lurkey, Ducky-lucky and Gander-lander, they all went to tell the King that the sky was falling," Simon read. Harley was already drowsing, his head in Simon's lap, his eyes half-closed, his breathing slow and deep.
Simon turned the page.
"On the way to see the King, they met a Fox, whose na-" Simon skimmed the sentence ahead and stopped. Harley's eyes flicked open.
"Uh," said Simon. "Um."
Harley rolled onto his back to stare up at his brother.
"They met a Fox," repeated Simon. "Who was called Foxy-Lox. 'Where are you going?', asked Foxy-Lox. 'We are going to see the King,' said Chicken-Licken, 'Because the sky is falling.'"
Harley was watching him now, dark eyes narrowed thoughtfully beneath his fringe of fine blond hair, so different from Simon's own.
"'Well,' said Foxy-Lox. 'Why don't you all jump on my back, and I will take you to see the King?' So they all climbed on his back and off they went, to see the King.' On the way, they met a... a friendly old beetle, whose name was... Cedric.
'Hello,' said Cedric Beetle. 'Could you help a friendly old beetle? I am looking for a... tomato... to eat. Because I'm a beetle.'
'Certainly,' said Foxy-Lox. 'If you fly to the west, you will find the biggest tomato field in all the land, which... which the King has said we can all eat for free.'
'Thank you,' said Cedric the friendly old beetle, and away he flew. He flew, and he flew, and he flew, and eventually he came to a field full of the most delicious tomatoes in the whole world, and he ate them all up.
And when he came home, Foxy-Lox and all his friends had filled his house with a giant tomato, enough for Cedric the friendly old beetle to eat for all the rest of his days, because he was so friendly and nice. The end."
Simon closed the book with a decisive snap.
"What about the King?" asked Harley.
"Oh," said Simon. "Well, while Cedric the friendly old beetle was enjoying his tomatoes, Foxy-Lox and Chicken-Licken and all the others met with the king, who was... Isaac Newton... and he explained gravity to them, and they all went home much wiser and happier than before and lived happily ever after."
"Oh," said Harley. Then: "Why aren't there any pictures of Cedric the Friendly Old Beetle?"
"Because," said Simon. "As well as being very friendly and old, Cedric was very shy. And the King knew this, so he didn't make him pose for any photographs."
"Hmm," said Harley.
