Very cute story
Okay, guys this is something that was running through my head last night, and as I am sitting in Cosi right now because I had to finish writing a recommendation letter for someone, I just found myself typing it out. Go ahead and mock my writing all you like, it's a first draft. I don't know what the heck I was going for, it's just a story and I thought you'd like to read it. On that note... here is the story of the Fairy Chicken Godmother (sort of)
Four fairy godmothers walk into a tea salon to have crumpets and cake.
Cinderella's godmother looks like an elegant, older woman, with upswept hair. Sleeping Beauty's godmothers are all elegant as well, with pretty dresses and gossamer dragonfly wings. Merryweather is a little messy looking.
Cinderella's godmother says, "I helped Cinderella get ready for another ball last night. She looked so beautiful, the lilies all turned red with shame and the roses turned green with envy." She smooths the pleats in her blue robe and says, "The crowning touch of course, was the shoes. I'm thinking of starting a footwear line of my own, you know."
Flora says, "We babysat for the Princess Aurora & Prince Philip. They have twins, you know - they get into just about everything!" She gives a sigh of exasperation but looks please. Merryweather sits down and says, "ouch!!" She pulls a toy soldier from her back pocket and sets it on the table. The soldier jabs the air with his tiny sword. "Little Philip Junior is just like his daddy, so strong and brave!" Merryweather looks at the little soldier crossly as it stabs her scone repeatedly.
"Yes," Fauna says, "but they are so very clever, just like their mother!" She pulls out arts and crafts paper creations. The paper dolls get up and dance with each other, their dresses changing colors and patterns as they dance.
Suddenly a fairy with chicken feather wings in a calico print dress with a white pinafore apron sits down. A few bits of straw and loose feathers float into the air around her, swirling lazily before settling down. "Hello, hello, hello! I hope I'm not late! I've brought some fresh eggs for everyone!" She produces a wicker basket from inside her skirts and lays it on the table, partially covering Fauna's artwork. Inside are the most beautiful, multi-colored chicken eggs ranging from chocolate brown to sky blue to deep green to creamy white with freckles. Merriweather perks up at her arrival, but the other three frown a bit.
"Hello, Roberta!" says Merriweather. "How are you?
"Why I'm just about knocked off my feet, I've been so busy! First I took a beautiful little bantam cochin chick to some little girls who needed a baby sister for their other chick. The two chicks are just sweet as can be, they snuggle up almost every chance they get. Baby Chipmunk tries to be just like her big sister and practices sitting on the perching branch with Tiana. Tiana looks out for her baby sister and helps her stay clean by picking the fuzz off of her. She keeps her warm when she's cold too. I think they will be a great set of friends for the big girl sister hens in the yard when they're older, but more importantly, I think they'll teach the little girls all about being a good sister to each other." Roberta the Fairy Chicken Godmother beamed at the other fairies.
"But what about being pretty, dear? Isn't that what young girls are supposed to be learning these days?" says Cinderella's Fairy Godmother.
"I think these sisters will learn very quickly that pretty is something that comes from the inside. Pretty is as pretty does, I always say." Roberta pulls a little fluffy chick from her apron pocket and holds it to her nose.
"And what about being brave and strong, isn't that important too?" says Flora.
"Why, these girls are nothing but brave! Did you know that one of the first chicks they had died? They were so sad, and they tried to help her get better, but she wasn't meant to be. They were very brave and helped their Daddy bury her in the backyard."
"Oh dear! What happened?" says Merryweather.
"She just stopped eating her food like she should have, and so she got weak. Now the sisters know that you have to eat your healthy food like your mommy tells you, and you will stay strong." The Fairy Chicken Godmother takes chick crumbles out of her other pocket and sprinkles them on the table for the baby chick, who pecks at them.
"Well, I don't see how having chickens can help them develop their artistic talents," sniffed Fauna.
"Actually, they helped create a perch for the chicks to practice on. They like to draw pictures of their chicks and chickens, and sometimes they even dance like chicks. When the big hens leave their pretty feathers lying around they use them in other pictures." Roberta showed the fairies a very nice picture of a flower made with feathers. "Aah," they all said.
"I am beginning to see that every child should have a pet chicken," said Cinderella's Godmother. "Yes, yes, I agree!" shouted the other fairies. "Please, dear, stay and tell us more about chickens."
"Oh, I'd love to, but I have to go deliver some eggs for hatching, some hens for laying and a few dozen fluffy chicks to everyone that wished for a friend to talk to." The Fairy Chicken Godmother smiled. "But this little chick is for you, Merryweather - take good care of him, he is going to grow up to be a very strong, brave and handsome rooster!"
Merryweather scooped the baby chick into her hands, gazed at it, and said, "Oh yes indeed! Thank you Fairy Chicken Godmother, Thank YOU!"
And with that, the Fairy Chicken Godmother was off with a flap of her silver-laced, mille-fleur, brown and white speckled, lavender splash and salmon colored wings, leaving a basket of eggs and a few specks of hay behind.