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The Banana Princess, Part Two

Once upon a time there was a handsome prince, the very same handsome prince who had traveled over the mountain in search of the famed Banana Princess, and had in fact won her hand in marriage.

However, after the wedding, he did not proclaim the news across the kingdom. Here’s why:

Although his father was a nice enough fellow, his mother was a shark. Literally, a shark. She lived in a tank outside their palace. The prince never fully understood how his father had come to marry a shark, (except that it had something to do with money and some suspect pictures), or, indeed, how their union had produced himself, the prince.

In any event, the Queen the shark was nearly always hungry, and the prince had noticed a gleam in her eyes whenever lovely young women or little children walked by. So he resolved to never let her know about his wife or the children they were sure to have.

Until, years later, when his father the King died in battle. Now in possession of the kingdom, the prince was blessed with an unfounded sense of security, and told everyone about his family. He was called into battle himself soon after, and arranged to have his Queen and their children (called, in a rather confusing way, Horse and Pony) moved into the palace so his mother could keep an eye on them from her tank.

The very day he left, Horse visited her grandmother in her tank. She ran around the edges for some time before tripping over a strategically placed bottle of ketchup and falling into the tank.

When she did not return that evening, Pony went out to look for her. When he could not find her outside, he crawled up the side of the tank to ask his grandmother if she had seen his sister. However, before he could even get the words out, he tripped over some lemon wedges and fell into the tank himself.

Now, the Queen the shark knew it would only be a matter of time before the children’s mother came looking for them. But she couldn’t wait. What had the two children been but an appetizer? She’d hardly had to chew either of them.

So she sent her favorite clerk into the palace, with orders to kill the new Queen and bring her to the tank. When he returned with a plate of cooked venison, she was almost fooled. Until she heard the new Queen’s great honking laugh from inside the palace. She demanded the Queen be brought before her, and almost immediately, it was so. The girl crawled up to the top of the tank ,precariously balanced next to the caramel she’d set aside for the occasion.

She took a step towards it and then…cartwheeled over the mess and onto the other side. The trap had been foiled! To make matters worse, she then flung her long hair into the tank, and lassoed the Queen’s body. Immediately, the shark felt herself retch and up came the two little children! They were dazed and smelled of ketchup, lemons, and fish, but otherwise looking quite well off.

When the King returned, he was rather sad to hear of the stomach troubles his mother was experiencing, as a result of having her snacks lassoed out of her, but did think she’d sort of brought it on herself.

The End.

Source: Sleeping Beauty, Charles Perrault

The Banana Princess, Part One

Once upon a time, a couple who had been waiting a long long time to have a baby finally had one. She was the prettiest baby they’d ever seen, and they immediately arranged to have a great big party for her baptism.

Everyone from their town came, plus everyone from the next town over, and even some people from the next two or three towns after that. All the fairies were invited, too. All except one.

The Bad Fairy waited alone on the hilltop near their home, but she never received an invitation.

Back at the party, the fairies took turns blessing the baby girl with the best gifts they could offer. One fairy gave her the ability to run faster than a speeding bullet.  Another fairy blessed her with great strength. Finally, a third fairy, and the most powerful of all of them, allowed her to fly.

No, wait. That’s Superman.

These are the gifts she truly received:

A great honking laugh.

The ability to turn excellent cartwheels.

Long lovely hair she could tie in a knot and use as a lasso.

But just as the fairies were finishing their gifts, The Bad Fairy stormed in. The room fell silent, and everyone listened as she cursed the little girl.

“On her 16th birthday,” she promised, “she will slip on a banana peel and die.”

The whole room was in a state of utter fretfulness when she left. The girl’s mother and father implored the head fairy to take it back, to fix it.

Unfortunately, she could not. However, she was able to alter the terms of the curse. The girl would not die when she slipped: she would simply fall asleep.

The very next day, her father banned all bananas in the town, and the next town over, and even one or two towns after that. No one was to eat a banana, open a banana, carry a banana. It would be a banana free kingdom.

Of course, this plan did not turn out quite as he had hoped. Since he banned bananas so long before the appointed time, the girl never saw a banana. Also, over the next sixteen years, the townspeople began to grow lax in following the banana laws. Banana peels could occasionally be found behind abandoned buildings. Murmurs of “peeling” at night were heard in some corners.

So when one day, the little girl found herself face to face with a woman holding a banana, all she could say was,

“What is that?”

The woman offered her a try. However, banana peels littered the path between them, and the girl slipped on the very first one she stepped on.

She immediately fell asleep, and so did her parents and all the members of their household.

And they stayed that way for over 100 years, with vines enveloping their home.

Stories began to be told about the vine covered house. Some said a witch lived there. Some said the house was under a terrible curse, and some said it had been abandoned by a family of bandits. Some said it was full of ornery zombies. But some said it was the home of a beautiful girl who slept with a banana peel over her face.

This last story was the one the Prince of the kingdom over the mountain heard, and he made it his life’s goal to find the house and the Banana Princess within it, even though others tried to warn him that nothing good could come of looking for the house, and maybe he should just go to law school.

But he kept on his search, and one day found the vine covered house. He cut through the vines with his sword and found within a scary sight: all the members of the household had been frozen in time and place, doing whatever it was they were doing when the curse struck. One especially portly man was still sitting on the toilet. The prince shuddered, but he thought of the girl and pressed on, finally finding her sleeping within, a banana peel lying across her face. He picked it up, and she opened her eyes. All around him, the people of the house began to awaken and stretch.

The End…for now.

Source: The Sleeping Beauty, Charles Perrault

The Country Apple and the City Apple

Once upon a time, an apple lived at the top of a very tall tree way out in the countryside. He spent his days blowing in the wind, counting the clouds as they passed through the sky, and trying to swing from his branch to the next one up.

One day, word came to him that he had had relatives. Once “relatives” had been explained to him, he learned this much: a cousin, an apple from the city, was coming to visit him in the tree.

His cousin arrived the very next day. He took her on a tour of his branch, pointing out the sky, the higher branches, and the few other apples who rested near him. His cousin apple was very polite, but did not seem impressed. He wondered how much grander life as a city apple might be, and jumped on the offer as soon as his cousin asked if he might like to see the city with her.

They spent the next day carefully climbing down the tree (especially carefully, because he had heard rumors that the apples near the bottom often went missing) and making their way toward the city.

His cousin’s house, it turned out was, way up high as well. After enjoying the songs and dances that seemed to go on in the city (what his cousin called a parade), the cousins climbed up what appeared to be another tree, they nestled on top, with oranges and bananas and pears and berries.

“What is this place?” the banana asked.

“We call it the Hat.”

He spent quite some time talking with the other fruit, and simply enjoying the wonderful city sounds and smells that drifted by him.

But then, something happened.

Something dreadful.

Just as the mango was launching into a story about a play she’d seen, a long-fingered hand reached up and plucked her from the hat. All of the fruit fell silent in horror, listening to a horrible crunch below.

After that, chaos erupted. The apple was hardly able to find his cousin as all the fruit ran around in circles. But find her he did, and he told her that as nice as the city was, he’d prefer to return to his own tall tree, where he was never in any danger of being eaten.

But when he returned home, a funny thing had happened.

The tree was still there, but all the other apples had gone.

Somewhere in the distance, he thought he heard a crunch.

The End.

Source: The Town Mouse and the Country Mouse, Aesop