The ants took his home piece by piece.
“My kingdom for a spoon!”
“Here. And thanks!”
The emperor attended the gala in “new clothes.”
He protected her from monsters but not himself.
The trees danced until the hiker came by.
The monster crunched the bones. “Ewww a tendon!”
Werewolf young are most often raised by wolves.
Thus the woman slept in her monster’s arms.
The beauty slept on despite his princely kiss.
The unicorn stabbed the faux-virgin through his heart.
The monster wasn’t cute and cuddly for long.
He joyously returned the sword to the stone.
The mermaid gave up her world for him.
The princess lost her wings in a bet.
He fought his dragon to a stand still.
The elderly, demented wizard mumbled a confusion spell.
The sorcerer’s apprentice turned himself into a frog.
The warrior bowed to his accuser, the king.
The beleaguered monster came out of the closet.
“And what should we be calling you?”