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Princess Angela & Sir Thumper's Cuddle Ambushes

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Princess Angela is Angela Boyko [aboyko@jupiter.sun.csd.unb.ca]

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Yva is sitting on a stump, watching the leaves fall off the trees, and onto Snuggle Pond. She sighs. How she wishes she could be back home, instead of Texas. :-(

Out of the corner of her eye, she sees - a little blue light! She stands up and walks towards it - and it flies away! :-o

    O
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She follows it, past Steve's Rude Hut. Dandelion gives her a quick *duck*squeeze* as she goes by.

      o
She follows the little blue light through a meadow of wildflowers.  The 
sweet scent of the flowers fills her with happy thoughts.

    *    *    O    *   v         8
....O....|.../\-...|...|....*....|.......
She follows the little blue light past the lake where Mark's cabin is.  
The octopus comes up for air and waves to her.

\     /  /            
  \(~)-/            O
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She follows the little blue light past Princess Judy's castle.  Princess 
Judy comes running out and *hugs* her, then runs back, muttering 
something about "licorice whips" and "Pooky".

        |~|_|~|          O O
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She follows the little blue light to the North Forest.  Deer come out and 
*nuzzle* her, squirrels sit on her shoulders and chatter happy thoughts 
into her ears and a bear gives her a *BIG*BEAR*HUG*  (what else?)  :-)

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   /\         -(~~~ /~      C C )   /\                /\ 
  /  \.........|~\~|\......./\ (   )../  \.........*..../  \..
And she follows the little blue light into a clearing.  The little blue light
glows brighter and grows larger - and suddenly turns into lots of little 
blue lights!  And the little blue lights *HUG* Yva!

* * * ***   *  *** ***  * * * * *** *** * *** ***  * * * *  *
* * * **   *** **  **   *** * * * . * . * * * * .   *  * * * *
 * *  ***  * * * * ***  * * *** *** *** * * * ***   *   *  * *
And suddenly, Sir Thumper and Princess Angela burst forth from the forest 
and *hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*hug*
Yva too!

 *   * /\   \ / *   * *
  *     O O  O   *     *
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"SURPRISE!"  they shout in unison!

Sir Thumper pulls out a scroll and reads, "under the terms of our Cuddle Treaty, you have been ambush-hugged!"

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Deep blue sky. White puffy clouds. Birds singing in perfect tune. Another perfect day in Alt.Cuddleland...

*SCREEEEECH*WHHIIIIINNNEE*SCREEECCCHHHHH*

The Wandering Minstrel stops, and looks for the source of that horrible sound, a cross between fingernails on a blackboard, and a set of bagpipes being driven over with a cement truck.

*RUMBLE*SCREEECCHHH*SQWAAAACKKK*SCREEECH*

Following the sounds, The Wandering Minstrel comes upon a teddy bear holding a small flute. Comming closer he discovers that the little bear is crying.

*sob*sob*whimper*sob*

The Wandering Minstrel comes up behind the bear, and gently taps him on the shoulder.

"What's wrong little bear, why are you so sad?"

*sniff*sniff*

"Oh, I'm just so sad that I can't make pretty music with this flute I found. I guess it has something to do with having 'opposable thumbs' or something like that. I just cant get my fingers to move right." *sniffle*sob* "I'll NEVER be able to play nice music." *whimper*sob*sniffle*

"Nonsense!" says the Minstrel "all it takes is a little practice. Here, I'll show you."

The little bear gives the flute to the Minstrel. The Minstrel puts the flute to his lips, and begins to play...

(high pitched whistling sound)

"Hmmm, that's strange. A flute like this shouldn't make a whistleing sound."

Too late, the Wandering Minstrel realizes that he still hears the whistling sound, even though he isn't playing the flute. Looking up he sees cuddle- dragons diving toward him. So that's where the sound came from. The dragons pull up from their dive and begin to drop...

CUDDLEBOMBS CUDDLEBOMBS CUDDLEBOMBS CUDDLEBOMBS
CUDDLEBOMBS CUDDLEBOMBS CUDDLEBOMBS CUDDLEBOMBS
CUDDLEBOMBS CUDDLEBOMBS CUDDLEBOMBS CUDDLEBOMBS
CUDDLEBOMBS CUDDLEBOMBS CUDDLEBOMBS CUDDLEBOMBS
The Wandering Minstral realizes that he's been lured into a trap, and looks toward the little bear...and sees that the bear is changing into... a large grey rabbit, holding a ticklesword and a VERY BIG fluffy pillow.

"Thumper?! But how...."
"Heh, heh, heh" laughs Sir Thumper.

The minstrel starts to run. Sir Thumper launches his VERY BIG fluffy pillow.

*KER-Thump*

The VERY BIG fluffy pillow explodes into a HUGE cloud of ticklefeathers. Laughing, the Wandering Minstrel stumbles to the ground as the cuddlebombs land.

*tickle*cuddle*tickle*cuddle*tickle*cuddle*tickle*cuddle*tickle*

*cuddle*tickle*cuddle*tickle*cuddle*tickle*cuddle*tickle*cuddle*

Sir Thumper hops over the gasping, prone form of the Minstrel.

*hug*hug*hug*

Sir Thumper pulls out a scroll and reads:

In accordance with the Cuddle Treaty signed by Princess Angela and Sir Thumper, you have been ambush hugged. And, as a result of your unprovoked, but still cuddly, ambush hug of Princess Angela, you have been cuddle- bombed and ticklefeather-KER-Thumped, in accordance with Section 5, sub- paragraph G, of the above mentioned Cuddle Treaty.

Thumper gives the Wandering Minstrel a cupcake before hopping back into the forest.

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Compiled by Robert P. "Pooky" Beyer

Please see the copyright notice.

Last modified: November 05, 1998 by Locksley