Just then a prudish old man wearing a brown tweed jacket and monocule
stepped forward. Evil Fred readied his bow and fired. The man merely
smiled. "I'm afraid you are mistaken, and may distract our readers," said the old man. "Who are you?!" demanded Fred. "I, sir, am your narrator. You know that deep, rich, masculine voice explaining your predicaments?" "No." "Well, I am he, and you, sir, are mistaken. For, you see, a villan cannot be a hero. You are not and can never be a hero. You are evil, and evil men are never to be worshipped in fairy tales. They are anti-heros and villans, such as yourself. I bid you good day." With that, the I step, AHEM, the narrator steps into the background and the story proceeds.
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