The Magyk book of Fay Tales : Book 1 In The Magyk Book series

A New Best Babysitter

A-ROAR-A PORRIDGE:

I was a bear cub with a brain bigger than my body, if that were possible. I had large, cute brown eyes, and a perfect dark chocolate pelt. Yes on the outside, I was just your normal talking bear cub. "Grrrcie this toaster waffle is burnt!" said my daddy, Clawde as he clawed at the waffle my mommy, Grrrcie had made him. "Well mine's grrrfect!' I cried munching happily at my waffle. "Mine's still frozen." Mommy growled. "We should go on a walk so that yours has time to defrost and mine can cool down." Daddy said. "Grrrrreat idea!" Mommy replied. "But mine will get cold!" I whined. "Oh, come on A-roar-a, you're just a baby! I'm your mother and mother knows best!" Grrrcie replied, grabbing my paw and dragging me outside.

GOLDY LOCKS:

I was very pretty. Golden curls, roundish rosy cheeks, big blue eyes. Typical high school cheerleader right? But no. I was rejected by the cheerleaders. Because with my perfect agility, and love for sports, I was too athletic to meet the popular cheerleader's standards. I rejected them, really. But I'm off track. I cartwheeled through the forest. Grrrrrrrrrr. My stomach was growling. And to think I've been out here for hours just looking for a job! "I'm soooo hungry!" I said to no one in particular. I cartwheeled up to a little house-like cave. Whatever was in there smelled delish! I knocked once, twice, three times. No one answered. "I'll just keep the place warm for them..."

A-ROAR-A PORRIDGE:

"Grrrcie, this isn't the path we normally take..." Daddy trailed off. He clawed a mark into a tree at the bend so that we would know which way we had come. It was my idea but Mommy said it was Daddy's. "Of course it isn't, we have to take a longer path so that our waffles will be ready." Mommy explained.
"But mine will get cold..." I whined.
"Oh come on! You're just a baby and I'm your mother. Mother knows best!" Mommy said grabbing my paw and dragging me through the forest.

GOLDY LOCKS:

"Hello?" I asked just in case. The only reply I got was my echo. "ELLO...ELLo...ELlo...Ello...ello... ello..." "Anybody home?" Again, just an echo. "BODYHOME ... BODYHOMe ... BODYHOme ... BODYHome ... BODYhome ... BODyhome ... BOdyhome... Bodyhome... bodyhome...
bodyhome..." "I guess no one's here" I said. "ONE'SHERE... ONE'SHERe... ONE'SHERe... ONE'SHEre... ONE'SHere... ONE'sehere... ONe'shere... One'shere... one'shere... one'shere..." "Oh, will you just shut up!" I screamed at the eco, feeling silly. It wasn't alive to hear me, doing this on purpose, or that annoying. "Youyou didn'tidn't have toaveto bee soo rudeude aboutout itt." She said poutilly. And she didn't talk to me for the rest of the day. "I'm so sorry, I didn't realize-" I realized what I was about to say would probably hurt her feelings more, and didn't finish my sentence. "Sorry."

A-ROAR-A PORRIDGE:

We had the choice of either going through the sunny path filled with flowers, or the dark path filled with, you guessed it!, dark magyk and blocked by thorny brambles. "Let's go this way." Mommy said, pointing at the dark path. "Mommy, that path looks a little... Gurrr... unsafe? Maybe we should go that way." I pointed at the flowery path hopefully. No such luck. "This way will be much slower, sweetie." "But we'll get all scratched up, and my waffles will get cold!" I cried. Mommy sighed. She had hoped I would cooperate with her. "No such luck." I murmured coldly. "It's not going to get that cold, and you can lead." Mommy said. "If we have to go that way Daddy should go first to clear the brambles. Then only one of us will get scratched." "No, you're a baby, so you're the slowest. If you lead that will keep us going slow." Mommy said, shoving me into the brambles.