Narwhal’s imaginary horse friend became everyone’s imaginary friend.
The Kracken was the least of their worries.
During harvest moons vampires and werewolves work together.
The prophesy foretold his downfall and scraped knee.
The giant fought the mouse to a stalemate.
The wizard pulled the sword from the stone.
The wizard disappeared his nagging wife. Missed her.
The wizard mistakenly conjured a rather hungry dragon.
“The magic’s gone,” the wizard told his wife.
Prince charming was the old witch’s favorite pastime.
“Then the dish ran away with the fork.”
The baker couldn’t bake twenty-four blackbirds into anything.
The fairy could not iron his wife’s blouse.
“No. Unicorns are the Narwhal of the land.”
Queen Lionheart’s name didn’t match her unabashed ferocity.
King Lionheart had the soul of a coward.
The knights recruited the dragon into their cabal.
The dog waited expectantly at Medusa’s feet forever.
The power stone was flushed from his kidneys.
At the monster convention, Clowns were voted scariest.