The Adventure of Edward the less
Driven by Madness, Edward the Less, son of a Noble, has escaped the horrible grips of his Father and heads our into the wilderness with his best friend, Soapy.
Edward was small, had black hair, green eyes, and pale skin. Soapy on the other hand, was fat, round nose, red hair, and even smaller. They both had lived in the quite town of Pugedowns. Every day was the same, farm the little farms, clean the little houses.
Today was a special day, Edward was becoming 187 years old! That is quite young for a Puge, but any day now would be his 188th birthday. In any other place, he would be 22, Soapy, 21. But the Puges were not quite normal to other Irish towns...
Preparing the feast, singing Twitly Dee Twitlo Do songs, and on they sang, dancing and laughing, having a good time, like everyday. Puges were never boring, but not very bright either.
They made such a feast none was ever seen sence Issabelle wed her 4 foot bearded husband, Mark Willohair, now 'Divorced'. Everything was in order, but something was missing.
"Where is our guest of honour? Edward the Less?"
WACK
"Nice shot sir!" Soapy yelled. Edward and Soapy were throwing rocks in a basket, a game they made up. "Yes I missed alittle..." Edward said. "Sir shouldnt we get back to the feast?"
"they wont miss me, all they want is to run around being cute singing the Twitly Dee Twitlo Do songs." Edwards friend, Soap Wart McFuggletoes troubled by Edwards discontent. "Sir if we get back now, we can see Trogal Fackle sing with his Wittle Flute!" "No soapy, I couldnt be more happy here, playing with my best friend in a game of Golafculess."
Suddenly a yell came from over the green hills "THERE HE IS!", Puges covered the hill side, in a stampede. "Began the willie flute songs!"
Edward sighed.
Part 1, end!
