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The Drabble-Matic. It's like Mad Libs! You just fill in the blanks and VIOLA.
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The Ferret Prince
Ron was walking through a daunting meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a determined little ferret lying under a tree.
Ron skipped over to see the dear thing and was sleek to find that he was hurt! A knife had pierced his fervent little lip and he whimpered willingly with the pain.
"My wanton little friend," Ron said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the knife, as happily as he could. The ferret cried out and Ron's heart ached, like the sun smiles on a budding flower. "You'll be all right," Ron whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Draco and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping Draco up in his arms, Ron carried him home and made a bed for him beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Ron nursed Draco, cleaning his lip and feeding him Rose-brand ferret chow.
On the eighth night, Draco climbed into bed with Ron. He burrowed under the covers and wearily kissed Ron's ear. It made Ron giggle and he cuddled close to Draco, stroking his hand and singing hopefully to him.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Ron hurried home so he could curl up with Draco. It gave him a fiery feeling whenever Draco kissed his ear.
Then one night, Draco looked up at Ron and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a delicious prince."
Ron screamed quietly, he was so surprised. How could a ferret talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," Draco said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Ron said and kissed Draco on his hand. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a delicious prince! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Prince Draco," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" Ron said.
"See?" Draco said and showed Ron the scar from the knife on his lip. Then he kissed Ron and they tumbled on the floor and did a lot of very lively things, some of them involving a passionate vase.
"I love you," Draco said when they were done. Ron clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure Draco had stashed away.
And if Draco didn't know about Ron's visits to the ferret sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.
The Drabble-Matic. It's like Mad Libs! You just fill in the blanks and VIOLA.
Go! Now!
The Ferret Prince
Ron was walking through a daunting meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a determined little ferret lying under a tree.
Ron skipped over to see the dear thing and was sleek to find that he was hurt! A knife had pierced his fervent little lip and he whimpered willingly with the pain.
"My wanton little friend," Ron said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the knife, as happily as he could. The ferret cried out and Ron's heart ached, like the sun smiles on a budding flower. "You'll be all right," Ron whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Draco and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping Draco up in his arms, Ron carried him home and made a bed for him beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Ron nursed Draco, cleaning his lip and feeding him Rose-brand ferret chow.
On the eighth night, Draco climbed into bed with Ron. He burrowed under the covers and wearily kissed Ron's ear. It made Ron giggle and he cuddled close to Draco, stroking his hand and singing hopefully to him.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Ron hurried home so he could curl up with Draco. It gave him a fiery feeling whenever Draco kissed his ear.
Then one night, Draco looked up at Ron and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a delicious prince."
Ron screamed quietly, he was so surprised. How could a ferret talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," Draco said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Ron said and kissed Draco on his hand. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a delicious prince! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Prince Draco," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" Ron said.
"See?" Draco said and showed Ron the scar from the knife on his lip. Then he kissed Ron and they tumbled on the floor and did a lot of very lively things, some of them involving a passionate vase.
"I love you," Draco said when they were done. Ron clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure Draco had stashed away.
And if Draco didn't know about Ron's visits to the ferret sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.
