Bat Ming Ton (a funny fairytale) • COMPLETED

"Her Rules his smartness"

Even-Tinier Sloth never finished eating the front door made from doughnuts and Teddy remained trapped in the witch's cage.
"That's it," said the witch. "I win. I get to keep Teddy."
"Not so fast," said Bat.
"There is still one front door to go.
The front door of the house made from Egg Plant.
And I haven't had a turn yet.
"I don't have to give you a turn!" laughed the witch.
"My game. My rules."
The woodcutter's voice carried through the forest.
"I think you should give him a chance. It's only fair."
"Fine," said the witch. "But you saw what happened to the sloths. He won't last long."
"I'll be right back," said Bat.
"What?" said the witch.
"Where's your sense of impatience? I thought you wanted Teddy back."
Bat ignored the witch and gathered a hefty pile of sticks.
He came back to the clearing and started a small camp fire.
Carefully, he broke off a piece of the door of the house made from Egg Plant and toasted it over the fire.
Once it had cooked and cooled just a little, he took a bite.
He quickly devoured the whole piece.
Bat sat down on a nearby log.
"You fail!" cackled the witch.
"You were supposed to eat the whole door."
"I haven't finished," explained Bat. "I am just waiting for my food to go down."
When Bat's food had digested, he broke off another piece of the door made from Egg Plant.
Once more, he toasted his food over the fire and waited for it to cool just a little.
He ate it at a leisurely pace then waited for it to digest.
Eventually, after several sittings, Bat was down to the final piece of the door made from Egg Plant.
Carefully, he toasted it and allowed it to cool just a little.
He finished his final course.
Bat had eaten the entire front door of the house made from Egg Plant.
The witch stamped her foot angrily.
"You must have tricked me!" she said.
"I don't reward cheating!"
"I don't think so!" said a voice.
It was the woodcutter.
He walked back into the clearing, carrying his axe.
"This little boy won fair and square.
Now hand over Teddy or I will chop your broomstick in half."
The witch looked horrified.
She grabbed her broomstick and placed it behind her.
Then, huffing, she opened the door of the cage.
Bat hurried over and grabbed Teddy, checking that his favourite toy was all right.
Fortunately, Teddy was unharmed.
Bat thanked the woodcutter, grabbed a quick souvenir, and hurried on to meet rob.
It was starting to get dark.
When Bat got to rob's house, his buddy threw his arms around him.
"I was so worried!" cried rob.
"You are very late."
As Bat described his day, he could tell that rob didn't believe him.
So he grabbed a napkin from his pocket.
"What's that?" asked rob.
Bat unwrapped a doorknob made from lollipops.
"Lollipop!" he said.
rob almost fell off his chair.

The End