Spoiled Sweet

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(I put the video of the story I'm basing this story on up there. That way you can read and watch and compare the two stories. Think this as an audiobook. For the best experience please wear headphones and turn it all the way up.)
Dimentio was the most spoiled brat in the world. He shouted 'I want!' a thousand times a day. It had been like that ever since he was a baby. Back when he was fresh from the womb, anything and everything could set a tantrum off. Having his dummy taken away, going over a bump in his pram, and having no milk. When he was two, Dimentio was throwing extremely destructive tantrums. Everytime he threw tantrums, grownups always gave into him. And everytime a grown up gave into him, Dimentio realised that his tantrums worked.
If he'd been my child, I would have said no.
At the time our story begins, Dimentio was 10 years old. And throwing extremely destructive tantrums every day.
One day, Dimentio demanded:
"MOTHER, GET ME A DRINK!"
Dimentio's mother said: "Dimentio, I am not a willing servant to your will."
Angry, Dimentio went to bed and slept.
He doesn't do that anymore.
The next day, Dimentio's mother was walking across a field when she came upon a deaf child who was screaming very loudly, though not as loud as one of Dimentio's tantrums. So loud in fact, that his mother wore noise cancelling headphones.
His mother then got an idea. Later that night, she brought a set of the same headphones, and put them on.
Here's a sentence that I found that, if you're good at double meanings, hints at the terrible fate Dimentio's got coming to him!
"Immortality can be a fate worse than death."
So when Dimentio screamed demands at her, the woman just ignored him.
Little did the woman know, but her son was hatching an evil plan.
At midnight, Dimentio stole a speaker, and a microphone.
He then burst into a tantrum which had never been seen or heard before.
"I WANT IMMORTALITY!"
The speaker made Dimentio's tantrum so loud, it made him faint.
When he awakened from his temporary coma, Dimentio demanded into his mother's ear:
"I want what the genies have got! Give me immortality!"
"Why?" asked his weary mother.
"Because immortality makes people live forever!" the spoiled brat demanded.
So he went down to the kitchen and mixed all the fruits and some soda together to make a brew.
"Now, I've made a special potion!" he declared. "Now, I'll drink this. Then I'll get immortality, and with that, I'll never die.'
So, Dimentio downed the entire drink. It was gone in seconds.
"Ewww!" he said after he'd finished. "That drink was like vinegar mixed with dead flies."
"But still, I've got immortality. And that way, I'll never die!"
The next day, in his incredibly posh private school, Dimentio's science teacher showed her class 8 jars filled with liquid of different colors.
"This is Liquid Pure Heart," she said. "It's the world's stickiest substance."
And she even allowed Dimentio the teacher's pet to take the 8 jars home.
"This is Liquid Pure Heart," he said to his mother. "It's a very sticky and quick drying new invention."
But as Dimentio was showing his mother the 8 jars, he lost his grip on all of them, and the liquid ended up splattering all over him.
"Ahhh!" he screamed. "This is so...sticky!"
"Well, you did say it was very sticky." said his mother.
"Ahhh!" screamed the immortal spoiled brat. "Get this off me!"
"You need to take a bath or the liquid will harden, and you'll become a statue." said his mother.
Dimentio was still coated from top to bottom in the substance, and he ran.
"TAKE A BATH!" ordered his mother.
At this point, unfortunately, the liquid had completely hardened. Dimentio was now a rainbow statue. He was totally helpless.
"Told you," said his mother without a hint of tiredness in her voice.
Later that night, a wooden box was dragged out through a back door of the house and loaded on to a tractor. It was driven to the coast. The box was unloaded, and a statue thrown into the sea.
His mother smiled: her little terror had finally gotten what he deserved.

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