Two peas on a Beanstalk

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There I was, reading Jack and the Beanstalk to my own little bean when I sneezed. "Ahchoo!"

"Fee Fi Fo Floo, who's that messing up my stew?!?" The voice was loud, the book, it shook! My ears were ringing, who was this cook?

A tiny voice, far, far away, said Bless you, mom! I thought, hey, I'm OK.

But then I realized, tumbled head over heels, I was in the book, the one where Jack steals!

"Fee Fi Fo Flee, who's this tiny Miss I see? Careful, careful tiny one, there was a ruckus just begun. I heard a dragon, yes I did, almost made me drop the lid! Might have smashed you good and flat, neither of us would want that. You go on, under the stool, I'll get you a bit of my good gruel. You won't want my lovely stew, unless you like the taste of you."

Well I knew there was no dragon, it must have been my sneeze. And I knew better than to trust the lady Jack had teased. Perhaps she wouldn't blame me for the actions that he took, but I had no idea, I never read this in his book.

So I stood under the stool and let her give me buttered gruel. I ate as small a bit as I could and found it tasted lovely as it should. Then I heard a horrendous roar and through the air I suddenly soared.

"Bless You!" Said I to my bean, never so thankful for a sneeze have I ever been.

Fee Fi Fo Fend, that was my story, now is the end.