Frank, The Fiddle Playing Guy, And His Wife!
One day, on Christmas, there was a fellow walking home through the forest where he told people he lived, but he didn't really live there, when he came by a funny little fiddle-playing man. He liked to play the fiddle. So, the first guy, whose name was, oddly enough, Frank, sat down at the man's grand piano and they played jazz tunes together. They played for 40 minutes, and then the man's
wife came home and tried to give them milk and cookies. Frank hated the man's wife and her little cookie scheme! She was evil in his eyes! He had seen through the only eyes that he knew, and had no other choice but to knock her out of the treehouse they were in. She fell for days, after that happened. The man extracted his revenge by burning that certain tree to the ground. Frank hated that. The man suddenly found himself trapped in the firey inferno! Frank tried to help, because of his love for jazz music. It was too late, though, and the man was nothing but a magical cinder guy, who lights things on fire. He was gripped by the fire within him, and burned down Frank's pretend forest that he pretended he lived in. The wife was done falling, by this point, and she was ready to rip shit up. And so she did. She took out her special knife and started to do that thing where you make a thousand little cuts all over someone's (Frank's) body, and they slowly bleed to death. BUT. Frank had his sport coat on, and it was water resistant, so he told her to stop, that she would ruin it, and all. She wasn't really sorry, or anything, but then just LEFT the little fiddle guy, to run away to the big beach that they all went to that other year. Frank gave the guy a new forest for a Christmas present. HE HATED IT AND KILLED FRANK BY SHOOTING HIM IN THE HEAD 5 OR 6 TIMES. Frank was just plain disturbed by being killed, and forgot all about jazz, and stabbed the man in the eye. That showed him. But he remembered about jazz then, and the had no choice but to play. The spirit just wasn't in it though. The spirit was playing poker with his silly little spirit friends! Frank ate the spirit up and spit the crazy bastard out again, and said something to the effect of "Hey, get with the stupid program you creepy little creep, or I'll beat your skull." So he got with the program and they all lived ever after. Except the wife. She died the next day and it was sad.
