Hello friends,
My name is Wendy Bush and I'm going to read you a story called The Great Goblin Pie Fight.
In the magical heart of Bloomwood Forest where magic and mischief danced in the air,
The mischievous goblins were at it again.
Chief Grizzle and his trusty companions Squeak,
Nibble and Tatter were always scheming of new ways to add a splash of trouble to their otherwise mundane lives.
One sunny morning,
The goblins gathered in their favorite hollowed-out tree to plan their next big prank.
Grizzle,
Ever the mastermind,
Had come up with a brilliant idea.
Today,
Grizzle announced,
We are going to crash the annual Gloomwood Pie Festival.
We'll replace all the pies with our own special creations.
The other goblins were immediately on board.
The Pie Festival was the highlight of the year for the villagers and the goblins were eager to make their mark.
They imagined the chaos and laughter their pranks would bring.
The plan was simple.
The goblins would sneak into the festival,
Swap out the villagers' pies with their own and then sit back and watch the fun unfold.
Little did they know that their plan would not go as smoothly as they hoped.
The goblins set out early,
Sneaking through the trees and into the heart of the village where the festival was already in full swing.
There were tables piled high with pies of all flavors,
Apple pies,
Blueberry pies,
Cherry pies and even savory pies filled with meats and cheeses.
The aroma of freshly baked goods wafted through the air.
Grizzle,
With his oversized hat pulled low over his eyes,
Led the way.
Squeak,
The smallest goblin,
Had a bag of pies they had prepared earlier,
Pies that looked just like the real ones but with some very unusual fillings.
Nibble and Tatter were tasked with the job of making the swaps.
They moved quickly and quietly,
But things started to go awry almost immediately.
First,
Nibble accidentally dropped a pie on the ground,
Splattering it all over his shoes.
Oops,
He muttered,
Trying to clean up the mess with a handful of leaves.
Meanwhile,
Tatter,
In his haste,
Mixed up the labels on the pies.
What was meant to be sweet cherry pie ended up labeled as a meat pie and vice versa.
The goblins didn't notice,
Too busy with their own chaos.
Grizzle watched from a distance and decided to take a nap under a nearby tree.
His nap was interrupted by the unexpected arrival of the village's Grand Pie Judge,
Sir Crumble,
A portly man with a taste for the finest pies.
Sir Crumble had been eyeing the pies with great interest and walked straight up to a table the goblins had just made a swap.
I must say,
These pies look quite different from the usual fare,
He remarked,
Picking up one of the goblins' pies.
I am eager to sample them.
Grizzle started to grin,
His mischievous plan taking action.
He watched as Sir Crumble took a big bite of one of the pies.
The judge's face turned an unusual shade of green and he spluttered in shock.
The pie was filled with an odd mixture of chocolate and pickles,
A truly bizarre combination.
Sir Crumble coughed and choked,
His eyes wide open,
His eyes watering.
What in the world is this?
Sir Crumble exclaimed,
Dropping the pie and backing away.
The villagers,
Hearing the commotion,
Gathered around.
They saw the pies on the table and quickly realised that something was amiss.
The goblins' special creations were causing a stir.
Squeak,
Who had been trying to hide behind a pie stand,
Got tangled up in a mess of pastry crusts and frosting.
He ended up wearing a pie that looked like a hat and was covered from head to toe in whipped cream and fruit filling.
Nibble and Tatter,
Seeing the chaos,
Tried to run but tripped over each other.
The pies they were carrying flew into the air,
Landing with splats on various villagers and festival decorations.
The once orderly pie festival turned into a scene of pure pandemonium.
Pies were everywhere,
On people,
On tables and even in the trees.
The villagers,
Initially shocked,
Started to laugh at the absurdity of it all.
What was meant to be a grand prank had turned into a hilarious pie-covered mess.
Amidst the chaos,
Grizzle,
Squeak,
Nibble and Tatter tried to make a quick getaway,
But they were too late.
The villagers,
Now covered in pie filling themselves,
Had started a spontaneous pie fight and the goblins were soon caught in the middle of it,
Getting splattered with every flavor imaginable.
The scene turned into a festival of laughter and joy as everyone joined in the fun.
The goblins,
Covered in gooey pie remnants,
Couldn't help but laugh along.
Their grand prank had backfired spectacularly and had brought a new kind of fun to the festival.
As the sun set over Glenwood,
The villagers,
Still chuckling,
Helped the goblins clean up.
They appreciated the unintended entertainment and the festive spirits the goblins had inadvertently brought.
By the end of the day,
The goblins were tired but happy.
They had learned a valuable lesson about their pranks and the importance of thinking things through.
They might have caused a mess,
But they'd also brought laughter and unexpected joy.
As they walked back to their hollowed-out tree,
Covered in pie and with their heads held high,
Grizzle turned to his friends.
Well,
That didn't go as planned,
But I'd say it was one of our best pranks yet.
The other goblins nodded in agreement,
Laughing as they recounted the day's mishaps.
The Pie Festival would be remembered for years to come,
Not for the pies that were served,
But for their unexpected fun and the hilarious ending.
And so,
In the heart of Glenwood Forest,
The goblins continued their mischief,
Always with a touch of humour and a promise to keep their pranks light-hearted.
Their antics became legendary,
And though their plans often went awry,
They knew how to turn every mishap into a cherished moment.
The End
