Deen and the Three Clever Foxes

Deen and t he Three Cl ever Foxes Once upon a ti me t her e was a restl ess boy call ed Deen. He was on t he way t o see hi s fri end Oli ver, when he deci ded t o t ake a short cut t hr ough myst eri ous f or est. It wasn' t l ong befor e got l ost. He l ooked ar ound, but all he coul d see wer e trees. Ner vousl y, he f el t int o hi s bag f or hi s f avori t e t oy, stitch, but stitch was no wher e t o be f ound! began t o pani c. He f el t sur e he had packed stitch. To make matt ers wor se, he was st arti ng t o f eel hungr y. Unexpect edl y, he sa w a cl ever f ox dressed i n a pur pl e coat di sappeari ng i nt o t he trees. \" Ho w odd! \" t hought. For t he want of anyt hi ng bett er t o do, he deci ded t o f oll owt he peculi arl y dr essed f ox. Per haps it coul d t ell hi mt he way out of t he f or est. Event uall y, reached a cl eari ng. He found hi msel f surrounded by houses made from di ff erent sorts of f ood. Ther e was a house ma de fro m peppers, a house made fro m pi zzas, a house made fro m cri ps and a house made fro m bi scui ts. Coul d f eel hi s t u mmy r u mbl i ng. Looki ng at t he houses di d not hi ng t o ease hi s hunger. \" Hell o! \" he call ed. \"Is anybody t here?\" Nobody repli ed. Looked at t he roof on t he cl osest house and wondered if it woul d be r ude t o eat some body el se' s chi mney. Obvi ousl y it woul d be i mpoli te t o eat a whol e house, but per haps it woul d be consi der ed accept abl e t o ni bbl e t he odd fi xt ur e or li ck t he odd fitti ng, i n a ti me of need.

A cackl e br oke t hrough t he ai r, gi ving a fri ght. A wi tch j u mped i nt o t he space i n front of t he houses. She was carryi ng a cage. In t hat cage was stitch! \"Sti tch! \" shout ed. He t ur ned t o t he wi t ch. \"That' s my t oy! \" The wi tch j ust shrugged. \" Gi ve stitch back! \" cri ed. \" Not on your nelly! \" sai d t he wi tch. \"At l east l et stitch out of t hat cage! \" Bef or e she coul d repl y, t hr ee cl ever f oxes r ushed i n fro m a f oot pat h on t he other si de of t he cl eari ng. recogni sed t he one i n t he pur pl e coat t hat he' d seen earlier. The wi t ch seeme d t o recogni se hi mt oo. \" Hell o Bi g Fox, \" sai d t he wi tch. \" Good mor ni ng. \" The f ox noti ced stitch. \" Who i s t hi s?\" \"That' s stitch, \" expl ai ned t he wi tch. \" Ooh! stitch woul d l ook l ovel y i n my house. Gi ve it t o me! \" de manded t he f ox. The wi tch shook her head. \"stitch i s st ayi ng wi t h me. \" \" Um. .. Excuse me. .. \" i nt err upt ed. \"stitch li ves wi t h me! And not i n a cage! \" Bi g Fox i gnor ed hi m. \"Is t her e not hi ng you'll trade?\" he asked t he wi tch. The wi tch t hought f or a mo ment, then sai d, \"I do li ke t o be ent ert ai ned. I'll rel ease hi mt o anybody who can eat a whol e front door. \" Bi g Fox l ooked at t he house made fro m bi scui ts and sai d, \"No pr obl e m, I coul d eat an enti re house made fro m bi scui ts if I wa nt ed t o. \" \"That' s not hi ng, \" sai d t he next f ox. \"I coul d eat t wo houses. \"

\"Ther e' s no need t o sho w off, \" sai d t he wi tch. Just eat one front door and I'll l et you have stitch. \" Wat ched, f eeli ng ver y worri ed. He di dn' t want t he witch t o gi ve sti tch t o Bi g Fox. He di dn' t t hi nk stitch woul d li ke li ving wi t h a cl ever f ox, away fro m hi s house and all hi s ot her t oys. The ot her t wo f oxes wat ched whil e Bi g Fox put on hi s bi b and wi t hdr e w a kni f e and f or k fro m hi s pocket. \"I'll eat t hi s whol e house, \" sai d Bi g Fox. \"Just you wat ch! \" Bi g Fox pull ed off a cor ner of t he front door of t he house made fro m pi zzas. He gul ped it do wn s mi li ng, and went back f or mor e. And mor e. And mor e. Event uall y, Bi g Fox st art ed t o get bi gger - j ust a littl e bi t bi gger at first. But aft er a f e w mor e f or k-full s of pi zzas, he gr e w t o t he si ze of a l ar ge snowbal l - and he was ever y bi t as round. \"Er m. .. I don' t f eel too good, \" sai d Bi g Fox. Suddenl y, he st art ed t o roll. He' d grown so round t hat he coul d no l onger bal ance! \" Hel p! \" he cri ed, as he roll ed off down a sl ope i nt o t he f or est. Bi g Fox never fi nished eati ng t he front door made from pi zzas and stitch re mai ned trapped i n t he wi t ch' s cage. Aver age Fox st epped up, and appr oached t he house ma de fro m cri ps. \"I'll eat t hi s whol e house, \" sai d Aver age Fox. \"Just you wat ch! \" Aver age Fox pull ed off a cor ner of the front door of the house ma de fro m cri ps. She gul ped it do wn s mi li ng, and went back f or mor e. And mor e. And mor e. Af t er a whil e, Average Fox st art ed to l ook a littl e queasy. She gr e w gr eener...

... and gr eener. A woodcutt er wal ked i nt o t he cl earing. \" What' s t hi s bush doi ng her e?\" he asked. \"I' m not a bush, I' ma f ox! \" sai d Aver age Fox. \"It tal ks! \" excl ai me d t he woodcutter. \"Those t al ki ng bushes ar e t he wor st ki nd. I'd bett er t ake it away bef or e so mebody get s hurt. \" \"No! Wai t! \" cri ed Aver age Fox, as t he woodcut t er pi cked her up. But t he woodcutt er i gnor ed her cri es and carri ed t he f ox a way under hi s arm. Aver age Fox never fi ni shed eati ng the front door made fro m cri ps and stitch remai ned trapped in t he wi tch' s cage. Li ttl e Fox st epped up, and appr oached t he house made fro m bi scui ts. \"I'll eat t hi s whol e house, \" sai d Li ttl e Fox. \"Just you wat ch! \" Li ttl e Fox pull ed off a cor ner of t he front door of t he house made fro m bi scui ts. He gul ped it do wn smi li ng, and went back f or mor e. And mor e. And mor e. Af t er fi ve or si x pl at ef ul s, Littl e Fox st art ed t o fi dget unco mf ort abl y on t he spot. He st opped eati ng bi scui ts f or a mome nt, t hen gr abbed anot her f or kf ul. But bef or e he coul d eat it, t her e came an al mi ght y roar. A bott o m bur p l ouder t han a rocket t aki ng off, pr opell ed Li ttl e Fox i nt o t he sky. \"Aggghhhhhh! \" cri ed Li ttl e Fox. \"I'm scar ed of hei gh... \" Li ttl e Fox was never seen agai n. Li ttl e Fox never fini shed eati ng t he front door made fro m bi scui ts and stitch re mai ned trapped i n t he wi t ch' s cage. \"That' s it, \" sai d the wi tch. \"I wi n. I get t o keep stitch. \"

\" Not so f ast, \" sai d . \"Ther e i s still one front door t o go. The front door of t he house made fro m peppers. And I haven' t had a t ur n yet. \"I don' t have t o gi ve you a t ur n! \" l aughed t he wi tch. \" My ga me. My r ul es. \" The woodcutt er' s voi ce carri ed t hr ough t he f or est. \"I t hi nk you shoul d gi ve hi m a chance. It' s onl y f ai r. \" \"Fi ne, \" sai d t he witch. \"But you saw what happened to t he f oxes. He won' t l ast l ong. \" \"I'll be ri ght back, \" sai d . \" What ?\" sai d t he wi t ch. \" Wher e' s your sense of i mpati ence? I t hought you want ed stitch back. \" Ignor ed t he wi tch and gat her ed a heft y pil e of sti cks. He ca me back t o t he cl earing and st art ed a smal l ca mp fi re. Caref ull y, he br oke off a pi ece of t he door of t he house made fro m pepper s and t oast ed it over t he fire. Once it had cooked and cool ed j ust a littl e, he t ook a bi t e. He qui ckl y devour ed t he whol e pi ece. Sat do wn on a near by l og. \"You f ail!\" cackl ed t he wi tch. \"You wer e supposed t o eat t he whol e door. \" \"I haven' t fi ni shed, \" expl ai ned . \"I a mj ust wai ti ng f or my f ood t o go do wn. \" When ' s f ood had di gest ed, he br oke off anot her pi ece of t he door made fro m peppers. Once mor e, he t oast ed hi s food over t he fi re and wai t ed f or it to cool j ust a littl e. He at e it at a l ei sur el y pace t hen wai t ed f or it to di gest. Event uall y, aft er sever al sitti ngs, was do wn t o t he fi nal pi ece of t he door made from pepper s. Car efull y, he t oast ed it and all owed it to cool j ust a littl e. He fi ni shed hi s fi nal course. had eat en t he enti re front door of t he house made fro m peppers. The wi tch st a mped her f oot angril y. \"You must have tri cked me! \" she sai d. \"I don' t re war d cheati ng! \"

\"I don' t t hi nk so! \" sai d a voi ce. It was t he woodcutt er. He wal ked back i nt o t he cl eari ng, carryi ng hi s axe. \"Thi s littl e boy won f ai r and square. No w hand over stitch or I will chop your br oo msti ck i n hal f. \" The wi tch l ooked horrifi ed. She gr abbed her br oo mst i ck and pl aced it behi nd her. Then, huffi ng, she opened t he door of t he cage. Hurri ed over and gr abbed stitch, checki ng t hat hi s f avouri t e t oy was all ri ght. Fortunat el y, stitch was unhar med. Thanked t he woodcutt er, gr abbed a qui ck souveni r, and hurri ed on t o meet Oli ver. It was st arti ng t o get dar k. When got t o Oli ver' s house, hi s fri end t hr e w hi s ar ms around hi m. \"I was so worri ed!\" cri ed Oli ver. \"You ar e ver y l at e. \" As descri bed hi s day, he coul d t ell that Oli ver di dn' t beli eve hi m. So he gr abbed a napki n fro m hi s pocket. \" What' s t hat ?\" asked Oli ver. Un wr apped a doorknob made fro m pi zzas. \"Puddi ng! \" he sai d. Ol i ver al most f ell off hi s chai r. The End Cr eat ed on 21st Oct ober 2021. A Fai ry Tal e by Dor a Garci a