You are about to hear a tale of such magnitude, you won't know what to do with yourself. You won't know weather to laugh or to cry, you'll just think, wow. So lets get to it then, shall we? We start this story on one lazy summer afternoon, and our heroes are wondering exactly what to do with them selves.
"Blarghhhhh. I'm so bored." Alaina said as she sprawled back onto the table.
"Then get up and run around the building three times," Jack said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. He pushed his glasses back up his nose.
"Ok!" Alaina jumped up and began to run around the outdoor ice cream shop, their typical summer hang out.
"Hey Damien, why don't you go join her?" Jack said with a smirk to his friend who was busy working on a new drawing.
"Shut up, Jack. I'm busy." Just then Alaina ran up and collapsed on the table again.
"All..... Done. Ha." She laid there for a minute, her multicolored chest rising and falling rapidly, then popped her head up again.
"Hey, where's Victoria?"
"I donnow. Maybe Damien should text her." Jack said teasingly. Damien blushed, then shoved him.
"Hey guys." Victoria said as she walked up to the two boys giving each other dead arms, her usual thin sweater hanging off her shoulders. She grinned when she saw Damien, and he looked away.
"Vicky! There you are!" Alaina said as she ran over and hugged her.
"Hi Alaina." She said quietly.
"So we were just talking about how bored we were and Jack told me to run around the shop three times so I did and I got really tired so I stopped and rested and then we were just wondering where you were and Jack told Damien to-" Damien quickly threw his hand over her mouth.
"Hi Vicky." He said. Alaina got free of his hand and skipped back to the table, pigtails bouncing, to lay down again. Damien and Victoria sat down, talking about art. The sound of wheels on gravel caused them to look up. An old, wooden cart that looked very out of place was rolling up the drive, pulled by a mule. An old gypsy man sat in the drivers seat. He came to a slow stop in front of the shop.
"Are you youngin's looking for something to do on this fine afternoon?" He called, showing a mouthful of crooked teeth. Alaina jumped up, excited.
"Alaina! Don't talk to him! I don't trust him." Jack whispered as he grabbed her arm. She jerked it away.
"Yes! We are. We're soooooo bored."
"Well then come on over here. I have a quest for ye." They all slowly made their way to the cart, Jack coming up last.
"Take this. It is the first part of a key. If ye find the other two pieces ye will be rewarded well. If ye fail, ye will be punished with death. Start in the magic forest. Have a good day! Luck be with ye!" And with that, he was off, leaving the four teens in a very confused state. Alaina looked down at what the old man had placed in her hand. It was a metal bar, the right size to be a key.
"Well, lets get started!" She said as she skipped off.
"Wait, wait, wait. How do we even find this magic forest? How do we know its even real?" Jack asked accusingly.
"Um, we could follow the sign." Victoria said, pointing to the random wooden sign that had appeared behind them. It said 'Magic Forest' and pointed toward the forest that had also appeared out of nowhere.
"Oh. That works." Damien said. They approached it slowly, as if expecting something to jump out at them. All of a sudden a sparkle materialized in front of them. It was a fairy.
"Hello! My name is Lilly. I will be your fairy guide through the Magic Forest!! Follow me!" She started to fly away when she was knocked out of the air by a machete. Victoria squeaked in fear.
"Ignore her. I'm Dex, and I'll be your real guide through the forest. The path you seek is to treacherous for that little pipsqueak to survive on. Come on. You don't have much time." They followed along, to stunned at the last few events to protest.
After walking for a good half hour, they began to hear a strange growling noise.
"Stop." Dex said forcefully. He looked around, pulling his machete from its sheath. He tossed Jack and Damien each a sword, pulled from nowhere.
"Where did you get these from?!" Damien said as he caught his sword.
"Magic. I'm a, well, pixie." He said. Jack snorted.
"Shut up." A loud roar rang through the woods.
"When I say go, you girls run behind those trees and you two get ready to fight." Another roar rang out and a giant manticore burst from the brush.
"Go!" Dex yelled as he jumped on its back. The girls scrambled away and Jack and Damien stood there, gaping.
"What are you waiting for?! Attack!!" They snapped out of it and jumped on it as well. The creature bucked, trying to shake Dex from its back. Jack stabbed its paw, causing it to roar. Damien helped Dex wrestle it to the ground.
"Help him! I got this." Damien jumped off and stood in front of the writhing beast. He looked over at Jack and saw a strange look come into his eyes. Damien began to feel weird and suddenly his body was acting on its own accord. He and Jack began to speak in a strange language and suddenly the manticore was gone, a shimmering key piece left in its place.
"That was so weird." Jack said.
"Very." Damien replied.
"Nice job you two. You just got the second piece of the key." Dex said as he grabbed it, handing it to Alaina as she and Victoria came out from behind the trees.
"That was so awesome!!" She said, bouncing up and down. She then put the new piece, the twisted handle, in her pocket with the first one.
"We'd best be on our way then." Said Dex, and they continued on their way.
As they were walking, they suddenly heard a faint, "Get the shoes!" before they were swarmed by hundreds of flying monkeys.
"Run!" Victoria yelled as they began to run back the way they had come.
"Guys." Alaina called, still where she was.
"Guys!" They kept running.
"GUYS!!!! They're not coming after us! Look!" They all stopped running, then looked where she was pointing. Off in the distance they could see a girl running away, wearing bright red shoes. She was picked up and carried away.
"Oh." Jack said, looking sheepish. They then saw a small dot moving in sharp angles through the air towards them. As it got closer, they saw it was a baby flying monkey. It passed over head, Alaina grabbing it in midair. It squeaked, then cuddled up to her.
"I'll name you Polka Dot!" She said, tickling under its chin.
"Wait, what's this?" She found the third key piece tied around it's neck. The old man materialized out of thin air.
"Congratulations! You have found the entire key! And now for your prize..."
So, how does it end? That is up for you, dear reader, to decide.