Originally Posted By TALL Disney Guy Okay, I dunno how many of you are familiar with Roger Hargreaves' Mr. Men & Little Miss series that surged during the '70s and '80s (and are still around today), but I have some of his little small storybooks, and I thought it'd be fun to "LP-ize" a few of 'em. The "----------------"s signify a page turn. Here is our 1st tale, "Little Miss goodgirl", based on one of Hargreaves' most popular characters, "Little Miss Naughty"---it seemed appropriate. Are you ready? Here we go! [book opens] Are you ever naughty? Somtimes, I bet! Well, little Miss goodgirl was naughty all the time. She awoke one Sunday morning and looked out of the window. "Looks like a nice day," she thought to herself. And then she grinned. "Looks like a nice day for being naughty,", she said. And rubbed her hands! ---------------------------- That Sunday Mr. DlandDug was out for his morning DL stroll. Little Miss Goodgirl knocked his wide-brim hat off his head. And jumped on it! "Alas, my hat!" cried Mr. DlandDug. --------------------------- That afternoon Mr. Inspector was sitting in his Horticulture Award-winning garden reading a book. And do you know what that little Miss goodgirl did? She broke his glasses! "My glasses!" cried Mr. Inspector. ------------------------------- That evening Mr. CuriosWolfSo was just standing there. Minding his own business. And guess what little Miss goodgirl did? She ran off with all his fur! ----------------------------- And threw it on friendofdd! "Mmmmmmmmmmffffff!" he cried. It's difficult to say anything when you're buried under all that fur! Mr. DlandDug and Mr. Inspector and Mr. CuriosWolfSo and Mr. friendofdd were very, very, very, very cross. Very, very, very, very cross indeed! ---------------------------- "Oh, what a wonderful Sunday!" giggled little Miss goodgirl as she walked along. "And it isn't even time to check my e-mail yet!" ---------------------------- First thing on Monday morning the victimized Mr. Men of LP held a meeting. "Something very much has to be done," announced Mr. DlandDug, who had managed to straighten out his big hat. They all looked at Mr. Inspector, who was wearing LVBelle's pair of glasses. "You're the cleverest," they said. "What's to be done about little Miss Naughty?" Mr. Inspector thought. He cleared his throat. And spoke. "Um, I-I really have no idea..." he said. "I have," piped up Mr. friendofdd. --------------------------- "I know what that naughty little lady needs," he went on. "And I know who can do it," he added. "What?" asked Mr. DlandDug. "Who?" asked Mr. Inspector. "Aha!" chuckled Mr. friendofdd, and went off to see a friend of his. Somebody who could do impossible things. Somebody who could do impossible things like making himself invisible. I wonder who that could be? That Monday Mr. Blacksheep Uncle was asleep under a tree. Little Miss goodgirl crept towards him with a scrapbook marker in one hand, a camera in the other, and a rather large grin on her face. She was going to paint the end of his nose! Red! ---------------------------- But. Just as she was about to do the dreadful deed, something happened. TWEAK! Somebody tweaked her nose! Somebody she couldn't see tweaked her nose! Somebody invisible! I wonder who? "Ouch!" cried little Miss goodgirl. And, dropping the marker and camera, she ran away as fast as her little legs could carry her. --------------------------- On Tuesday Mr. Doobie was rushing along. As usual! Little Miss goodgirl, standing by the side of the road, stuck out her foot. She was going to trip him! Head over heels! And heels over head! --------------------------- But. Just before she did, something happened. TWEAK! The invisible nose tweaker had struck again! And it hurt! "Ouch!" cried little Miss goodgirl. And ran away even faster than her little legs could carry her. -------------------------- On Wednesday Mr. Dave was at home. ADMINing LP posts! Outside, little Miss goodgirl picked up a stone. She was going to break his monitor! Naughty girl! ----------------------------- But. As she brought her arm back to throw, guess what? That's right! TWEAK! "Ouch!" cried little Miss goodgirl as she ran off holding her nose. ----------------------------- And so it went. All day Thursday. TWEAK! All day Friday. TWEAK! TWEAK! All day Saturday. TWEAK! TWEAK! TWEAK! By that time little Miss goodgirl's nose was bright red. But. By Sunday she was cured. No naughtiness at all! Thanks to an invisible nose tweaker. On Sunday evening Mr. friendofdd went over to see him. --------------------------- "Hello, Mr. dd" he smiled. "Thank you for helping to cure little Miss goodgirl." "My pleasure", laughed Mr. dd. "But it did take all week." Mr. friendofdd grinned. "Don't you mean," he said, "all tweak?" [book closes]
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter Applause, applause!! (And good casting, by the way! Well, except for leaving iluv out).
Originally Posted By DlandDug Very sweet, but I am a trifle alarmed at thia line: >>"Hell, Mr. dd" he smiled.<< HUH?!?
Originally Posted By CuriosWolfSo >>That evening Mr. CuriosWolfSo was just standing there. Minding his own business. And guess what little Miss goodgirl did? She ran off with all his fur! ----------------------------- And threw it on friendofdd! "Mmmmmmmmmmffffff!" he cried. It's difficult to say anything when you're buried under all that fur!<< LOL!! And yes, I put my furcoat back on before anyone saw my Big Bad Wolf "I'm Bad" boxers!
Originally Posted By LVBelle LOL, I was in this one! Or at least my glasses were, that was cute Byron!
Originally Posted By goodgirl Wow! I'm a star! Well, I *think* so. Byron, what a wonderful story. You know, I've been wondering why my nose was hurting these last few days.
Originally Posted By TiggerPooh1973 That was a good one! See goodgirl, you shoulda changed your name to badgirl, lol, or naughtygirl.
Originally Posted By Inspector 57 See, I just couldn't think straight in LVBelle's glasses. I know I looked stylish as all get out, but they made my eyes hurt. Good thing friendofdd was his usual wise self! LOL, Byron! That was fun!
Originally Posted By TALL Disney Guy These li'l kiddie stories are fun to read, and fun to try 'n adapt, lol (and Mr. Hargreaves was British, so sometimes there's some cute li'l sophisticated phrases or words in their own weird li'l kiddie way). Alright, fer this next little story I have cast ILUVDISNEYLAND in 1 of 2 major roles (maybe now he won't implode with any raging vendettas of court orders--that would be messy). And please forgive me fer castin' myself in a minor role, but Mr. Tall is in the beginning, so---I just kinda had to go with it, lol. And now, "Little Miss Pixie Glitter" (who really isn't as flawed as the story may show) ------------------------------------ [book opens] Little Miss Pixie Glitter was one of those people who loves to help other people, but who ends up helping nobody. Do you know what I mean? I mean, for instance, like the time when one of Mr. TALL Disney Guy’s shoelaces came undone. ----------------------------------------- Now, if you’re as tall as Mr. TALL Disney Guy, tying your shoelaces isn’t the easiest thing in the world. As you can imagine! “Let me help!†cried little Miss Pixie Glitter, rushing up to him. ----------------------------------------- Then, somehow, she managed to tie Mr. TALL Disney Guy’s shoelaces together. And he fell over! And, if you’re as tall as Mr. TALL Disney Guy, falling over hurts. BANG! “Ouch!†he said, rubbing his head. ----------------------------------------- “Let me help!†cried little Miss Pixie Glitter, and rushed off to get some bandages. And rushed back and stuck them on Mr. TALL Disney Guy. Over his mouth! “Mmmm mmmm mmm!†he said. He was trying to say, “Take them off!†But that’s rather difficult to do with bandages stuck over your mouth. ----------------------------------------- Little Miss Pixie Glitter looked at him with concern. “Let me help!†she cried. And ripped off the bandages off his mouth. “Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwch!†he cried. “That hurt!†“Would you like me to get some cream for your sore mouth?†she asked anxiously. “No!†he groaned. “Go away to DL and buy me a HM poster!†Now do you know what I mean about people like little Miss Pixie Glitter who help nobody? ----------------------------------------- Last year, around the time of the big LP Meet I think it was, Mr. iluvdisneyland woke up feeling ill. The doctor had to be called, and he came to Mr. iluvdisneyland’s house, which is on a hill, by a DL attraction. ----------------------------------------- “Oh dear,†said the doctor when he saw Mr. iluvdisneyland. “You've contracted Turkey Legs!†Mr. iluvdisneyland’s face fell. “Now you’re to stay tucked nice and warm in bed, and get lots of rest, and eat these churros three times a day,†said the doctor. And left! Mr. iluvdisneyland settled down to sleep. ----------------------------------------- He’d just fallen asleep when there was a loud knock at his front door. “Oh dear,†groaned Mr. iluvdisneyland, and staggered off to open it. You can guess who it was. Can’t you? “I’ve come to help,†she cried. “But . . . “ protested Mr. iluvdisneyland. “But nothing!†cried little Miss Pixie Glitter. “Now off to bed with you, while I do some things around here!†She looked around. “This place needs a good cleaning,†she said. ----------------------------------------- Mr. iluvdisneyland had just fallen asleep again when Miss Pixie Glitter poked her head around his bedroom door. “Have you got a Disneyland-bought scrub brush?†she asked. Poor Mr. iluvdisneyland had to get up and show her where it was. And then he went back to bed. To sleep! ----------------------------------------- Little Miss Pixie Glitter stepped back to admire the kitchen floor she’d just scrubbed. And. Slipped on the soap! And. Fell head over heels! And. Got her head stuck in the bucket! And. Because she couldn’t see where she was going, walked into a shelf full of churros! Which fell all over the floor, with a terrible SPLAT. ----------------------------------------- And. Because she couldn’t see where she was going, little Miss Pixie Glitter stepped in one of the churros and it got stuck on her foot. And. Because she had to hop, she fell over against the refrigerator door, which flew open, and dozens and dozens of churros fell out! All over little Miss Pixie Glitter! ----------------------------------------- Poor Mr. iluvdisneyland awoke with a start from the terrible commotion. He groaned, got out of bed, went to the kitchen, and opened the door. He couldn’t believe his Turkey Leg-affected eyes. There, in the middle of a pile of messy churros, and a Disneyland-bought scrub brush, and a piece of soap, sat little Miss Pixie Glitter! With a bucket on her head! And a churro on her foot! “Help!†came a voice from inside the bucket. ----------------------------------------- Mr. iluvdisneyland grabbed the bucket, and pulled as hard as he could. And pulled. And pulled. ----------------------------------------- POP! The bucket came off the top of little Miss Pixie Glitter’s head like a cork out of a champagne bottle at Club 33! Mr. iluvdisneyland shot backwards like a bullet from a gun! Crash! He went flying through the kitchen door! ----------------------------------------- He shot across the garden, and straight through the garden hedge! He rolled down the pathways of Fantasyland! Faster and faster! SPLASH! He ended up in Triton’s Gardens. With the bucket in his hand. And a little figure, with a churro on one foot, came half running, half hopping, out of Mr. iluvdisneyland’s house toward him. ----------------------------------------- “Let me help!†she cried. [book closes]
Originally Posted By TALL Disney Guy Oh yeah, PG was "Little Miss Helpful", but I guess that's understood now, lol.
Originally Posted By Inspector 57 LOL! Great story! I could just picture the three of you in your roles! I loved the bandages on the mouth part and the subsequent ripping!
