a story of epic proportions.

mike:
i'm bored with this conversation... tell me a story
preferably one that begins with Once upon a time
and maybe it should end with happily ever after
and mike makes a good protagonist's name
emily:
Once upon a time, in a kingdom far, far away, there lived a boy name mike.
One day, in the kingdom that was located far, far away, mike was galvanting through the magic forest.
In the magic forest, mike came across a troupe of poor and hungry mimes.
Mike took pity upon the mimes, and decided to adopt them as his own.
However, Mike had been told many, many times by his mother, who was the queen of the kingdom that was located far, far away, to not bring home any strays.
So Mike devised a plan.
mike:
what was the plan? tara's listening / reading in too
emily:
First, using some branches and some makeshift twine, he fashioned the mimes a shelter to protect them from the unpredictable weather of the magical forest.
Then, Mike set off to retrieve the Cloak of Invisibility (which is an item that all princes in the kingdom that is located far, far away own) from his bedroom. Mike had decided to use the cloak to cover his adopted group of mimes and sneak them past the guards at the kingdom gates and to sneak them past the spying eyes of his dear mother.
mike:
why leave the perfectly good shelter i went through all that work building?
emily:
Running as swiftly and as fast as his short prince legs could carry him, Mike took off towards the castle TO GET THE CLOAK OF INVISIBILITY, leaving the mimes safely within the confines of the shelter he had so carefully and lovingly built for them.
Mike, within a decent time frame, retrieved the cloak and was on his way swiftly back to his mimes, when things took a turn for the worse.
As he was nearing the last bend, all Mike could hear was silence, but not the happy silence that usually surrounds a group of mimes, but a cold and lonely silence that fills the voids where there are no mimes.
Stumbling onto the scene, Mike discovered his lovingly built shelter in shambles.
Collapsing to his knees in a fit of sadness, Mike wept with a pain that the kingdom, that is located far, far away, had never felt before.
However, as Mike was bashing the ground in his fit of sadness as if to say "wtf god?" his fists graze upon a hard, round surface.
Wiping his bleary eyes, Mike dug his fingers into the ground only to pull out a small, very dirty, but still very useable crystal ball.
mike:
okay that should be chapter one
emily:
should i continue with chapter two?
mike:
well i think tara is finding it less interesting than me, and i should prolly pay attention to her by starting the movie we're supposed to watch
mike:
i appreciated chapter one though
emily:
obviously