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This collection contains the four hilarious short stories: Robbie, Snakes & Ladders, The Skyping Paper Clip and The Thirsty Pipe that will make you see and experience life from a different perspective and spark your creativity. Have you ever wanted to go exploring with a miniature unicorn, a toadstool and a sandal? Or meet a snake from a Snakes & Ladders game and go and eat gelato with it? And find out why a pipe keeps waking up at night to drink a glass of water? Or have you ever wondered what the purpose of a paper clip might be? You haven't?! Well, this paper clip has! Join these interesting protagonists on their eventful journeys and enjoy their exciting adventures!
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Robbie, a miniscule unicorn, lived in a peaceful village of wild cabbages in the middle of the Impenetrable Forest. His village was surrounded by brambles, blueberry bushes and tall hardwood trees that allowed sunlight to filter through the leaves and illuminate the flourescent moss covering the forest floor. The villagers, other unicorns, lived off the moss. They ate it dried, boiled, cooked, steamed, fried, deep fried, poached and in many other ways, but they also used it as cushions, blankets, insulation, toilet paper and clothing, among other things.
Lately, Robbie had been rather unhappy and when he was honest with himself, it had started when a young dung beetle had been lost and had stumbled upon his cabbage. „Anyone home?“ Robbie had heard a voice close to tears.
„Who is it?“ he called out.
„Tobi.“
„Tobi who?“
„Tobi the dung beetle.“
„I don't know you,“ he replied but poked his head above the rim of his cabbage and came eye to eye with Tobi.
„That's right, we've never met,“ Tobi confirmed. „I'm only two weeks old. I somehow got lost when my family and I changed home. We had finished eating one pile of dung and went in search of another one. I sort of got side tracked and got lost and now here I am. Where exactly is here?“
„You landed in our little village of miniature unicorns. I've never walked farther than our clearing here,“ he made a sweeping gesture with his horn, „so I really can't give you any directions or any information whatsoever. Which way did you come from?“
Tobi pointed behind him. „That way, east.“
„You should probably backtrack,“ Robbie suggested. „But it's late. Why don't you spend the night with me and tomorrow morning you can leave bright and early?“
And that night had shown Robbie how closed-in and protected his world was, how secluded. He knew virtually nothing about anything. Suddenly, his everyday life seemed dull, gray and boring and his curiosity was sparked. Tobi had told him about the insects he had met, the colors he had seen and the poos he had tasted and now Robbie wanted that, too. Alright, he did not want to taste anyone's poo but he wanted to see everything Tobi had seen, and then some! He had been thinking about leaving his village for four weeks now but whenever he wanted to talk about it with his friends they laughed at him and his fancy dream. Robbie was sad that his friends did not take him seriously. He had been hoping that at least one of them would go with him. When it became clear to Robbie that that was not going to happen, one very early morning he put on his horseshoes and left. He closed his eyes, swiftly turned in a circle three times and followed the direction his horn was pointing in when he reopened his eyes. „Goodbye!“ he trumpeted loudly and gallopped away.
It was a sunny morning. Birds were chirping in the trees and insects were humming and buzzing around Robbie's horn. Robbie was a bit nervous but mostly excited. It felt good to be trying something new! He stopped frequently to observe, smell and taste so his progress was slow but since he did not have to keep any appointements he had all the time in the world. Hurry and stress were yesterday! For lunch he stopped in a meadow dotted with flowers. He opened his sack of moss and sat down to munch away on it.
„Ouch, get off me! You're squashing me!“ a terrified voice suddenly squealed. Robbie jumped up and glanced behind him. He saw a young toadstool that looked a bit worse for wear. The toadstool rubbed its cap. „You've put a dent in my head,“ it complained.
„I'm awfully sorry,“ Robbie said, contrite. „I didn't mean to hurt you. Here, let me help you.“ He stuck his horn under the cap and gently smoothed out the dent. „It won't happen again,“ he promised. He sat down next to the toadstool, began chewing on his moss and told it about his trip.
„Oh, this sounds great!“ the toadstool exclaimed. „Can I come along?“
„Certainly! It will be nicer traveling with a companion,“ Robbie responded happily. He shouldered his sack and ambled across the meadow with the toadstool riding on his back. On the other side was a creek that they followed until they reached a lake by nightfall. They ignited a fire, roasted some chestnuts and maggots and eventually cuddled up and went to sleep when the first pale stars appeared in the sky.