Stories?

I write stories late at night. madness may ensue.

Kitten.

''Hello Kitten, you're so lovely.''
''Oh why thankyou tiny mouse, but I'm afraid I'm feeling rather peckish and thusly I have to eat you.''
'' Owh, okay, do you want me to run around a bit?'
''Hmm, yes that would be quite exciting, I must admit,''
''So It's settled, I shall run, you shall chase me, and I shall be your lunch?''
''Oh no, I just wish you to sit in my stomach for a bit! That would be quite rude to eat you, plus I'm on a diet!''
''How interesting, but when will I come out?''
''Just stroll on out when I'm sleeping?''
''Oh right, cool; I guess I'll see you later then!''
''Tata for now''
And with that the mouse began to run. the kitten chased it, jsut as they arranged and swalled the mouse whole.
''Om Nom Nom Nom''


Dorris.

Once upone a time, in a land a little closer than you might expect lived an old lady named Dorris. ''It was a suitable name for an old lady,'' she thought to herself while pottering about her garden. She had curly grey hair and a welcoming smile, and she was nice and cuddley.
As she was admiring the flowers in her garden one day, she started thinking aloud, you know how old people do.
''Oh I wish I was young again...''
At that moment a small voice squeeked out from among the pansys.
''Hey, Hey, Dorris!!''
It was very strange, and Dorris thought she may have been imagining it, and carried on remembering her youth. But once again the voice called up. On closer inspection, she saw a tiny pink caterpillar;
''Dorris, I can help!!'' As Dorris looked, she saw it's tiny mouth moving, and its little arms waving around. Just going along with this strange turn of events, she asked
'' How can a little thing like you help an old lady like me then?''
'' First, put me on that juicy cabbage and I shall make you young again!''
Dorris laughed, 'What a silly little creature' she thought, placing him on the cabbage leaf.
''You're new name is Ella!'' The caterpillar cherped.
''But what difference will a name make? You promised to make me younger!'' With this she pottered back to the kitchen, a little dissapointed, that the caterpillar hadn't granted her wish.
' Well I guess it was just a caterpillar' she thought, ' But then again, normal caterpillars don't talk... Oh well'.
That evening as Dorris, who's new name was Ella, was making her dinner, when she brushed her hair away from her face; this was strange as her hair was short and curly, and never got in her face. She ignored it, and carried on cooking her potatoes. When checking the vegatables, she caught a glimpse of a beautiful young woman, with long brown hair and soft skin. Confused she turned around to see who this lady was; seeing no one she carried on with her jobs.
''What a strange day I'm having'' she thought.
But that evening as she was just about to clean her teeth and wash her face, she looked up into the mirror to see this beautiful woman again; looking down herself she realised she was this beautiful woman. The caterpillar had restored her to her former beauty and youth!
'' I guess if you're nice to people, they're nice back eh?'' She chuckled to herself.
The next morning, she went out to the garden to thank the caterpillar, but she found nothing. It was a nice morning so she decided to have breakfast outside; as she was sipping her tea, a beautiful butterfly landed on her scone.
''See what difference a name makes? I'm now a butterfly, beautiful and marvelous, instead of an ugly old caterpillar.''
Nature what a strange little thing.