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Andrea's Story - It's a Dog's Life
The Boy Who Cried Wolf
Did I Marry a Space Alien? (in the works)
Pepsi Gets a Hug
Pepsi Gets Spayed
World War III
The Princess and the Commoner
The Princess and the Farmer
The Princess and the Troll


The Princess and the Commoner

An original Fairy Tale by Kenneth A. Larson © 2001 written for Joy Marie Bentley

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess. Her father was the king of a school on the shore of a great sea. The princess had a beautiful smile and hair of sunrise gold. She had many blessings bestowed upon her including good and loving parents, grace, and wisdom. She brought so much joy to the people around her, her parents named her Joy.

There were many suitors for the hand of the princess. Dashing knights and hansom noblemen all competed for her hand in marriage. Never did any of them meet her rigid criteria. She allowed some of them to court her, but none of them were worthy of her. Some were insincere and some had none of the qualities that the princess wanted in a husband. Some just didn’t look good.

Then one day, a merchant from the nearby town suggested that she meet a commoner. The commoner felt unworthy of the princes and was afraid to meet her. Finally, the merchant persuaded the commoner to meet the fair princess. The princess saw in the commoner a kindness and honesty that she had never seen in any of the knights or noblemen.

She managed to convince the commoner that there was no other man in the world for her. Finally, the commoner began to believe the princess and they fell deeply in love. They made each other happy. The commoner was merciless in his teasing of the princess. The commoner said dumb things and the princess, seeing his inner qualities, always forgave him. The commoner saw that the princess, while wonderful, appreciated his inner worth. They supported each other in their battle against the evils of the world.

One day, the commoner found the courage to ask for the princess’s had. After seeking the approval of the king and queen, the princess accepted. They were married one beautiful Spring day and lived happily ever after.

The end


The Princess and the Troll

An original Fairy Tale by Kenneth A. Larson © 2001 written for Joy Marie Bentley

Once upon a time, in the land of Kresmah, there lived a beautiful princess named Fharan Height. Fharan was blessed with grace and charm and had a lovely voice. She had a great sense of humor and was wise beyond her years. She had one bad trait that sometimes caused other people to avoid her. Whenever she giggled, she breathed out fire. Her parents learned this early and lined her bedroom with asbestos, which in those day, had not yet been discovered to cause lung cancer.

Despite her fiery breath, she had many friends. Her best friend was Spren. Spren came into her life when she was a small child, playing in the garden. She had accidentally set fire to a rose bush and Spren came running out of a thicket to extinguish the fire. Spren was a troll who lived under a bridge in the royal garden. When the King learned that a troll was living in his garden, he ordered Spren removed from the garden. Fharan pleaded to her father that Spren to be allowed to stay in the garden. From that day on, Fharan and Spren were the best of friends.

Fharan and Spren grew up spending long hours sitting in the fields and talking. They talked of far off lands and dragons and calculus. They always sat with their backs together or else Fharan would accidentally singe Spren’s hair, which being a troll, he had a lot of. Occasionally, Fharan forgot to look up when giggling and set the field on fire, but Spren usually put the fire out before it got too big. On one occasion, Spren was laughing with Fharan so hard, he couldn’t get the fire out in time. That was the last time farmer James allowed them to visit his fields. But that was alright, because Kresmah was an agricultural kingdom and there were many more fields and farmer James promised not to tell any of the other farmers as long as Fharan and Spren stayed away from his farm.

Eventually, Fharan grew into the most beautiful woman in the kingdom and every gallant knight competed for her hand. The king was happy to see so many knight willing to risk the fiery breath of Fharan. Still, Fharan and Spren were in love and no knight could take her eyes of the hairy little troll. The king wasn’t too sure that he wanted a troll for a son-in-law, but eventually allowed them to marry.

The day of the wedding came and it was grey and raining. The rain threatened to delay the reception because the firewood was too wet to burn. The cooks couldn’t keep the cook fires lit. The comical antics of the cooks as they attempted to burn the wet firewood made Fharan giggle so hard, that she always relit the cook fires. So the wedding and reception were able to continue as planned.

Fharan and Spren moved into the spare turret at the south-east corner of the castle where they could greet the sunrise every morning (well, they couldn’t great the sunrise every evening, could they?). They had three children and because breathing fire is a recessive gene, all of their children were normal human/troll hybrids and none of them breathed fire.

And they lived happily ever after.

The end


The Princess and the Farmer

An original story by, Kenneth A. Larson © 2002
Not to be coinfused with anyone real or living.

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess. Her father was the king of an agricultural region in the great planes. The princess had a beautiful smile and hair of sunrise gold. She had many blessings bestowed upon her including good and loving parents, grace, and wisdom. She brought so much joy to the people around her, her parents named her Bertha.

There were many suitors for the hand of the princess. Dashing knights and hansom noblemen all competed for her hand in marriage. Never did any of them meet her rigid criteria. She allowed some of them to court her, but none of them were worthy of her. Some were insincere and some had none of the qualities that the princess wanted in a husband. Some just didn’t look good.

Then one day, she met a farmer. The farmer felt unworthy of the princes and was afraid to court her. Finally, a merchant persuaded the farmer to give the fair princess a chance. The princess saw in the farmer a kindness and honesty that she had never seen in any of the knights or noblemen.

She managed to convince the farmer that there was no other man in the world for her. Finally, the farmer began to believe the princess and they fell deeply in love. They made each other happy and the farmer loved to hold the princess. The farmer expressed interest in marrying the princess after the Spring harvest. The farmer saw that the princess, while wonderful, appreciated his inner worth. They supported each other in their battle against the evils of the world. The farmer very much wanted to marry the princess after the Spring harvest.

The princess started pressuring the farmer to make her happy and wanted him to hug her all the time. She pleaded with him to marry her before the Spring harvest. They started arguing a lot. They went to a wise wizard for counseling. Things slowly got a little better. Finally, the farmer got so tired of the princess’ pleading and whining, that he reluctantly concluded that their relationship was a bad idea. One day, while ploughing his field, the farmer realized that his plough horse was better company than the princess. The farmer moved to another kingdom where the princess couldn’t find him. He lived happily until years later when he met a neighboring farm girl. While not as wonderful as the princess, the farm girl was more patient and less selfish. They fell in love, married after a three year courtship, and lived happily ever after. Meanwhile, the princess was so desperate to marry, that she married the most dashing knight in the kingdom. Sadly, the knight never removed his armor at night and was never able to hug the princess as lovingly as the farmer did.

The end


Pepsi Gets a Hug

An original story, based on real people and cats by, Kenneth A. Larson © 2001
Written for Joy Marie Bentley

Pepsi awoke early. The newly risen sun was shining in her eyes. She had been curled up contentedly in her cat condo, but now she stood up and stretched. She looked down on her mother, sleeping in her bed. Pepsi jumped down to the bed crying “Wake up mommy!” Her mother, who’s name is Joy, sat up with a start and screamed “You little...” Her statement trailed off as it always does and Pepsi jumped down to the floor and ran to her litter box. Although Joy didn’t mean anything by what she said, Pepsi’s feelings were hurt.

Although Pepsi loved her mother, she decided to look for a new mother, one who wouldn’t hurt her feelings. She waited until Joy opened the door to leave for work and out dashed Pepsi. Joy ran after her calling “Pepsi, please come back.” But it was too late, Joy couldn’t keep up and Pepsi disappeared through the open doorway at the end of a long corridor. Joy looked for Pepsi but couldn’t find her. Joy was late for work and her friend was waiting to drive her to work, so sadly, Joy left for work hoping her precious Pepsi would find her way home.

Pepsi was free and started exploring the neighborhood. She didn’t go outside often, so it was an adventure. Still, she was a little scared and started to miss Joy just a little. Pepsi explored the alley. She sniffed at boxes, barrels, and bins. Pepsi saw another cat and started running toward it to say “Hello.” The other cat gave an angry snarl and said, “This is my alley, you must go somewhere else.” This confused poor Pepsi. When she and her mother visited her father and two sisters on the weekend, her sisters snarled a little, but only said “Don’t bother me, I want to take a nap.” The other cat continued telling Pepsi to move on, so Pepsi decided to explore somewhere else.

Pepsi was sniffing some boxes when two boys saw Pepsi and started chasing her yelling “Get the black cat! get the black cat!”They chased her for some time, but Pepsi was very fast and eventually she got too many corners ahead of the boys for them to follow and she hid behind some boxes for a long time until she was sure the boys were gone.

Pepsi was missing her mother a little more now, but was still having fun exploring. She was a bit scared and thinking maybe it wasn’t a good idea to explore on her own. Just then, another animal walked by. It was similar to Pepsi, but was bigger and made more of a woof sound. The animal saw Pepsi and started running toward Pepsi. Since this animal was so big and didn’t look friendly, Pepsi decided to run the other way. The animal chased her and Pepsi decided to climb a tree. The other animal didn’t follow Pepsi up the tree but stood at the base of the tree looking up and making more woof noises. Eventually the animal got bored and wondered off. By this time, Pepsi was missing her mother very much and wished she was back in her warm cat condo.

Pepsi climb down from the tree and started looking for home. She had traveled so far today, it took a long time to find the back door she had escaped from so many hours earlier. She had to go back through the alley where the selfish cat lived. Fortunately, the other cat didn’t see Pepsi and she was able to get through to the stairs to her apartment. She pawed at the door to her apartment but her mother never opened it. Pepsi waited a long time and started to miss her mother more and more. She started crying. It got dark and cold and Pepsi was hungry and thirsty. It was about the time her mother usually got home from work and Pepsi started thinking of how much she missed her mother. Finally, she heard the front door open way in the distance. She heard the door to the mail box, she looked up as a figure reached the top of the stairs. She was so sad to see it wasn’t her mother. The woman saw Pepsi and said “Skat you cat. Cats aren’t allowed in this building.” Pepsi ran out the back door and waited in the cold, dark night. She was scared now. There were all sorts of scary sounds and Pepsi didn’t know what to do.

After a long time, she heard the distant sound of the front door and mail box again. She tiptoed to the top of the stairs and to her delight, she saw her mother coming down the corridor. She ran down the corridor and saw the smile on her mother’s face. Her mother dropped her bag and picked Pepsi up. She gave Pepsi a big hug and said “I was so worried about you.” This made Pepsi happy. That night, as Pepsi curled up in her cat condo, she thought to herself, “I have the best mommy in the world and I’m never going to run away from home again.” Pepsi fell asleep with dreams of her mother hugging her. She was a content little cat again.

The end


Pepsi Gets Spayed

An original story, based on real people and cats by, Kenneth A. Larson © 2002
Written for Joy Marie Bentley

Pepsi was growing up and starting to feel the natural urges of all girl cats for find a boy cat. It was causing her discomfort and she was squirming around trying to relieve the discomfort. It only happened about once a month but had been going on for several months. Her mother, Joy, said that Pepsi could have an operation that would end the discomfort, but Joy couldn’t afford it. Her father wasn’t working either but his three cats had all been spayed and he assured Joy that Pepsi would be happier after the surgery.

Finally, Joy received some extra money for Christmas and decided it was time to have Pepsi spayed. Poor Pepsi spent the New Years weekend in great discomfort as her mother tried to arrange for the surgery. Joy tried to schedule the surgery the day after New Years, then the next day, but couldn’t. Finally, Joy excitedly called Pepsi’s father to tell him that she had an appointment for the following Monday. Her father got her vaccination records from her usual vet and arraignments were made.

Pepsi awoke on that special day. Joy’s friend came over to drive Pepsi and Joy to the clinic where she was going to have her surgery. Pepsi was very excited as all cats are when something new is happening. At the clinic, Joy smothered Pepsi with hugs and kisses before handing her over to the vet. Joy waved as she walked away but looked a little sad. Pepsi was a little sad too but thought, “All this attention, I like getting spayed.”

The vet put Pepsi in a small cage for a few hours. Pepsi didn’t like this as no cat likes to be confined. It was somewhat like being in her cat carrier, except then she is with her mother and father and now they were no where to be seen. Pepsi was a little scared and lonely. She was however, fascinated with all the activity at the vet’s office. There were other cats in cages and people were rushing everywhere.

Finally several people took Pepsi from the cage and held her tight as they gave her a shot. Pepsi hated shots because they hurt and she fights against them, but there were too many strong people holding her. They set her back in the cage and she watched them walk away. A few minutes later, she started to get sleepy. She closed her little eyes and fell asleep.

When Pepsi woke up, she was still in the cage. She looked at her belly and her beautiful black velvet fir was missing. She also had what looked like a long deep scratch. Pepsi had no idea how this happened and started licking it. She sat in the cage wondering what had happened. She was still sleepy, so she curled up and took a nap.

Later that day, Joy’s friend came to get Pepsi and take her home. The people at the clinic were glad to see Pepsi go. Pepsi didn’t like the clinic or the people there and did her best to let them know. So as Joy’s friend carried Pepsi away, everyone at the clinic waved good bye calling, “Stay well, and never come here again!”

Joy’s friend took Pepsi home and said “Good bye.” Pepsi was alone. She didn’t feel well and was still very sleepy. She slept until her mother came home. Pepsi was so glad to see her mother again. Joy looked at Pepsi’s belly and looked sad but assured Pepsi that the scratch would heal and the fir would grow back. Joy kissed Pepsi’s scratch and hugged Pepsi. Within a few weeks, Pepsi’s beautiful black fir had grown back and she had forgotten the whole experience. She never felt uncomfortable again. Pepsi was glad that she only needed to be spayed once.

The end


The Boy Who Cried Wolf


Written for a friend who doesn't know when not to page me.

There was a little boy who tended sheep in the meadow outside his village. One day he got bored and used his cell phone to page his father to say that a wolf was eating the sheep. The father told the boy what to do and returned to work.

The next day, the boy did the same thing. This time, his father reminded him that pagers and cell phones were only for emergencies.

This happened several times over the next few days.

One beautiful morning, the boy fell asleep while tending sheep and when he awoke, there was a real pack of hungry wolves. As the wolves ate the sheep, the boy frantically tried to page his father but there was no reply. Finally, since the boy had used the cell phone so much, the battery died. The boy's father had gotten so tired of the boy's foolish paging that he had turned his pager off so he could do his job and not get fired.

The largest wolf gave a contented burp as her digested the boy.

And the father lived happily ever after.

The End


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