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Note: this episode was inspired by a writing challenge generated by the Writing
Challenge Generator at www. seventhsanctum. com. This was the first challenge generated
by it, unsuitable for the episode I wanted to use it for [16709] but too good to pass up:
The story starts on a glacier. During the story, there is an economic crisis. The story must have a musician involved in the middle. The story must involve some medicine in it. A character builds a house, but the action is misinterpreted. Lord Frederigo D'Honaire decided that he'd probably sail out of the icy wilderness into which he'd been flung soon using the boat he'd found, but first he needed some rest. And food. He hadn't eaten for several days on account of being dead. After killing a polar bear near the imposing and chilling glacier that towered over him (Fred had been dead for several days prior to this so you could probably forgive him for any horrible puns he might come up with), he decided to build an igloo to spend the night in. At that moment, however, another knight wearing the armor of a Dragonslayer walked up to him. Fred instantly recognized his old friend Sir Toby. "Hello, good Sir Toby!" said Frederigo. "What power has transported you to this icy wasteland?" "Don't ask me," said Sir Toby. "I was in heaven a minute ago helping out Saint Peter. Pikachu came up, and I killed him because really, no one should let Pokemon in heaven. But he was already dead so that caused a continuity problem. So an Archangel flung me out of heaven, and now I'm here." [6421] "But that cannot be!" shouted Lord Fred. "It was I who was in Heaven passing judgment upon Sir Pikachu! [64] And it was I who was flung down into this wasteland for slaying the vile PocketMonster!" [16945] "Oh boy. Do you have any Asprin?" "Aye, when I was sent to slay the Dragon, the King gave me several healing pills and philtres. But we must not use them lightly, for we have a limited number of them and may need them in the future. One thing troubles me, Sir Toby. The night is cold and I cannot make a fire. Where could I obtain a heater for my house?" "You could try that department store right over there." Fred stared dumbfounded at the department store in the middle of the frozen wasteland. "How... how had I missed it earlier? Has there been some vile enchantment? "No, just bad continuity. Do you have any money?" Fred searched through his money pouch and found that he had none. "The PocketMonster must have stolen my gold!" he roared. Then, they saw another Dragonslayer approaching in the distance. It was their comrade in battle, Sir Elton John. "Have you any gold, that we may buy a heater for our house?" Sir Elton John didn't notice. He just kept on singing one of his horrible, horrible songs as Fred and Toby cringed. They instantly set upon him and hacked him to pieces. After having slain Sir Elton John, they examined his pouch and found that he had a considerable amount of gold. (Mostly royalties from radio stations that played his songs and performances of The Lion King.) "Now we may buy a heater!" exulted Lord Fred. "Wait," said Sir Toby. "What kind of house is it?" "An igloo." "Wouldn't a heater melt the igloo?" "Oh."
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