Once-a-pun a time in a land far, far away, lived a little school building that was filled with happy-go-lucky children who liked to sing happy-go-lucky songs. When they weren't singing, they were whistling, and when they weren't whistling, they were humming, and when they weren't humming, then they were tapping their little happy-go-lucky feet to an internal rhythm that only their happy-go-lucky imaginations could hear. Two happy-go-lucky children were particularly moved to sing, or whistle, or hum or tap no matter what the situation or where the location that they happened to be. The first happy-go-lucky child was Vanessa and the second happy-go-lucky child was Mary. Vanessa was a free spirit who liked to frolic everywhere she went and often spoke in rainbow colors. Mary was a much more mischievous spirit who, while not necessarily evil, had a penchant for pernicious behavior that more often than not sent all the other happy-go-lucky children scampering in confusion.
One day, while all the happy-go-lucky children were having their happy-go-lucky morning cookies, Mary snuck up behind Vanessa and secretly taped a happy-go-lucky "Gullible" sign to her good-sport back. Now, even though this wasn't a particularly evil thing to do, it was pernicious in that Vanessa had the happy-go-lucky reputation as someone who tended to believe whatever she was told. Once, the more mischievous, though in no way malevolent children convinced her that Peanut Butter was made from the shells of peanuts instead of the nuts. Vanessa was such a good sport that she just laughed right along with the children and a potentially hurtful situation blossomed into a glimmery shower of bronze and silver sparkles. This was why all the children in Happy-Go-Lucky land loved Vanessa and languished her with lovely laughter. Mary loved her the most of all and even though she found new ways to torment and torture her, she still teemed all her affections upon her whenever she could.
One day, a truly evil and anti-happy-go-lucky lady made her way into the group. On the surface, she seemed like a very friendly and happy-go-lucky addition to the musical medley made by the mavens of melody. But deep down, her double dealing devilish nature was much more dastardly. She was, gasp, a neflitite, and the worst kind at that; definitely not the happy-go-lucky little lady she presented herself to be. She immediately set about the odious business of turning one happy-go-lucky lady from the next. First she told someone that someone else told her that she didn't like her shoes. Then she casually mentioned that one group of girls was making fun of a little girl’s hair, and another group of girls were criticizing someone's singing. Before long, all the girls were miserably arguing with each other and pointing fingers and crying and the soft melody had become a clanging discord. No one felt like singing anymore, or even humming, let alone whistling and tapping their feet.
Finally, Vanessa stood up and gave the group a great glaring sparkle stare and stamped her foot, (just a little producing only a small unicorn that quickly scampered off to the corner to skulk in its unicorn-like way), and said, "hey everyone, this has just gone on too long and too far. Have we forgotten who we are? How we sing and care? I just know that we can move past all this awfulness if we just remember to love each other just a little." Mary was quick to back her up, saying, "Ya. What she said!" and all the little happy-go-lucky girls quickly let out little happy-go-lucky squeals and giggled and suddenly broke into a beautiful little happy-go-lucky song. And as for the evil little girl who started all the awful rumors? She shriveled from the sunny-dispositions of the other girls and crawled off to the corner where a suddenly happy unicorn stabbed her to death with it's spiral, rainbow horn.
The End
©2014 Mark Demots
