Mascarpone Stories

My name is Autumn, just Autumn. I lived a normal life until I went cheese shopping at half three in the morning. That morning, I met him. To be precise, he even stole that cheese. His name is Death, but please call him Noah. I would like to say that he’s an easy going, calm and nice person to be around, but that would be lying. He’s actually moody, has anger management problems and shouldn’t be allowed anywhere near sharp objects. He’s also my best friend, not that I had any choice in the matter, that is. This is a very complicated story of Death, whose name is actually Noah, his teddy bear, a sixteen year old girl, an extremely irritable math teacher, a broken washing machine and a few damned souls who want to kill me for no apparent reason.

Snow White is a ditzy, dumb blonde-in-disguise. Rapunzel is a selfish, inconsiderate brat. Sleeping Beauty is a posh, Botox-wearing noob. But together, can they destroy a gingerbread house, convince a girl to kiss a frog (urgh), find their true loves, defeat the Evil South-Wind bastard of a witch and change the face of the fairytale world forever?