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[Conte] The feast of Tengu

Just a story I wrote instead of working on: my copies, or the Black Knight my Christmas fic.

Oh and if my dream is to write with my computer out the window watching the snow fall and each time I am the snow stops falling ... I'm cursed. TT



Feast of tengu




Once upon a time not so far from home, a little girl and pretty brunette who all met the sweet name of Line. His curly hair was so pretty that no one from the baker Mrs. Rosmond until his own mother never called otherwise than Boucleline.

Boucleline was a very tidy little princess who lived in a big blue house with a large garden. She went to school a few blocks from her home and had a closet full of skirts and pants of all colors.

In a street next door Boucleline, just on the way to the pool there was a small house with small windows and a dark garden. The windows were all made very small tiles and we never saw what was happening inside. In this house lived Mr. Loiseau, Mrs. Loiseau and daughter Paloma. Mr. and Mrs. Loiseau were very old and Paloma was different. Boucleline's mother said she was special. The father said Boucleline she was disabled. Children from school said she was Mongolian.

Boucleline did not like when her mother or father met Loiseau family because they always wanted to do it the kiss Paloma. Boucleline and hated having to kiss Paloma, it was strangely with his big eyes and huge smile weird and then she did not walk like other people.

Boucleline disliked Loiseau. Boucleline but surely did not fear them. So when Quentin told him she was not heading to go home and bring back the tennis ball with which he had broken tile she had merely jump over the wall surrounding the garden and take the key she had often seen Madame Loiseau hide under the blue geranium pot with a big yellow flower.

The door creaked when she opened it but did not even Boucleline fear, smiling and heard the whispers amazed Quentin and his gang when she entered the corridor. A large clock was a ticking noise and the corridor was very dark but frankly it was nothing scary. The house smelled bad and wrinkled her pretty nose Boucleline. The house smelled old, like when she went to see Grandma Rose the nursing home, despite all the perfumes of Granny Rose she always felt bad, not like his other grandmother that she felt mamimoune always good vanilla.

Quentin's ball had broken a window on the first floor and began to search Boucleline stairs. The corridor led her to a room with a large table. Around the big table there were only three chairs and three chairs in front there were three large domes of metal with a small handle on top. Bells her mother called them even though they did not ring.

Driven by curiosity she had very large, sat Boucleline the first chair that was very high. She nearly fell as the seat was narrow, was like trying to sit on a wooden bar. Then she stood and lifted the bell. Underneath there was a plate of piping hot soup. She took the golden spoon and dipped into the soup. She lifted the spoon, blew over, opened his mouth and closed it before turning what looked like a tiny eye in his mouth. Frightened she put the bell on the plate.

She should go, or at least seek the stairs. But she too wanted to know what was under the other bells. Then she sat down on the second chair, which was large and medium size. And she failed to pass through, the chair had no basis, there should have been located where the padding there was nothing. Certainly it was a very strange house she thought, lifting the bell and watching the green soup that was steaming. She took the spoon, approach, and retreated hastily when she saw things purple and undulating move all alone at the bottom of the plate. She closed the lid again.

She then spent the last chair. She looked at all angles but this one seemed normal. She sat down and found himself ground. The chair was made of rubber! Sorry to have put dust on his clothing and determined to finish, she pulled the lid of the plate and looked at the color pumpkin soup. She grabbed the spoon and went into the soup. When she lifted it discovered a large hairy paw. She dropped the spoon and ran up the stairs.

At any rate, climbing the stairs two she went upstairs. There everything was dark, all the small tiles behind her gave a little light at the grand hall. Then she opened the first door and discovered a room with one king bed black wood. She entered the room and looked but none seemed broken tiles. She went and sat on the bed. But she screamed, falling back, the bed had no mattress! She replied

and then opened the second door that led into a room with a bed of light wood. She looked everywhere but there were no broken windows. To be safe, she climbed on the bed. She uttered a cry of pain. Someone had filled the mattress of pine needles which stung all over.

She left then open the third and final door and entered a room with one bed green. A tile had been broken and on top of the bed stood a tennis ball. Smiling Boucleline got on the bed and grabbed the ball. This would leave only when she realized that her legs were sinking in the bed like quicksand. Panicked she grabbed the back of the bed and pulled with all his might to free her legs. She collapsed on the floor but at least she had managed to get out of bed. The ball still in hand she ran out of the room towards the stairs.

The door creaked. The Loiseau had returned! If they were they would necessarily mean that mum and dad had returned home without permission! She was being scolded him and Dad would probably spanked before being deprived of TV, internet and mobile phone until the end of the week!

But she suddenly stopped thinking about the punishment that awaited him at home. Mr. Loiseau, Mrs. Loiseau and Paloma were in the hallway trying to remove their skin as it removes a coat. And under the cloak of human they looked like huge black and white birds as big as men.

Boucleline began to tremble. If they were here it might not to be deprived of TV, it might be devoured!

had no room for real window for it to come out there! Suddenly, down the hall she saw a small door that she had not noticed until now. She locked herself in the bathroom and rushed to the window above the toilet. She mounted the seat and opened the window on the fly.

She then heard a deep voice say
"Well, somebody was sitting on my chair and hit my soup! "
She slipped on her arms and passed half of the body through the window. Another voice said:
"Hey hey, someone was sitting on my chair and hit my soup! "
She advanced on the small roof of the veranda. One last voice said
"Well, well like someone was sitting on my chair and hit my soup! "
She took her courage in both hands and jumped into a thick bush of the garden.

branches griffèrent his face s'entortillèrent in her hair and tore her pretty clothes, but she was on the ground. Without further ado, the ball still in hand, she ran to the small wall White stepped over it to pass in the lane.

course, Quentin and his band, more traces. They had seen the Loiseau happen and they had decamped these cowards. Furious, still trembling, Boucleline left his laptop. Or rather wanted to get his phone but he was no longer in his pocket. She turned and looked into the garden on the other side of the wall and the floor effect, there was something rectangular pink ... The

Loiseau were coming out of the house, again dressed in their Human cloaks. Boucleline began on all fours and walked along the wall as quickly as possible, when she reached the main gates hidden by hedges of the next house she got up and ran with all his might.

But she could not go home. Not without his laptop. And if she told Mom and Dad where he was they would know it was coming in Loiseau and then there was the possibility that Loiseau trying to eat his parents when they would get the phone! No, she must find another solution.

So she decided to go see Alice.

Alice was a girl in her class who always knew everything. When the teacher asked a question Alice always had his hand up with the correct answer. Nobody liked Alice, she was nerd and nobody ever invited to play or chat to the ball at recess. She sat alone with one of his books. But everyone knew that Alice had the answer to all questions.

Salman She helped to find her under the badge Naruto aquarium goldfish Wanda. She told her sister Amelie why always arrived late for six hours to pick her up after the study. Alice was always the right answer.

Alice lived in the house of Alice. So named not because Alice lived there but because his father had been painted Alice and the white rabbit on the walls of his house when his mother was waiting for the birth of Alice.

When she rang the bell it was the mother of Alice, who opened his. It was a strange lady, she was not beautiful like her mom, she never wore makeup or pretty dresses, she wore thick glasses and brushes in her hair, she still had traces of paint on the cheeks or earth that was really disgusting Boucleline.

"Hello, madam, is what Alice is there? "

Alice's mom did not even notice that his clothes were all dirty and torn up his sleeve or even that they were pieces of branches in her hair, she was content to bring in and take him to a door on which were drawn flowers that climbed all around with a sign marked Alice. For

not change, Alice was reading when she entered.

"My darling, you have a friend who came to see you. "And mom

Alice went away, leaving them alone. Except that was not Boucleline's friend Alice, she was not friends with a girl who could not even play ball and do not know the name of the singer fashionable at the moment. So now Boucleline did not know what to say and wondered if she had really done well to come here ...

Alice had closed his book and watched from the bench against the window where she sat. She probably expected her to tell her why she was there.

Boucleline took a deep breath.
"I need your help ..."
And she told him everything until she ran away from home for Loiseau.

Alice said nothing for a long time, but Boucleline knew that meant she was thinking when she said nothing and tried removing twigs that she still had her beautiful curly hair.

"I think I know what it is. "And Alice
rose from the bench and left the room. Boucleline followed her, she still did not remain alone in Alice's room with nothing to do except watch the animals painted on the walls.

The room where Alice took her was huge and covered with books from floor to ceiling, not a single wall was not excluded, even above the door there was a shelf full of books. Boucleline knew that Alice's father was a professor. Not like Ms. Eroy school teacher, no he was a university professor explained that there are books everywhere in the room. There were also large cushions of all colors arranged around the office of the father of Alice. And she did not hesitate to sit in a green ottoman while Alice was climbing a ladder on wheels to reach a book at the top of a bookcase near the ceiling.

"These are tengu. "
Alice returned to her a huge book in his arms, he was easily as large as the torso Boucleline and if she posed on the ground it might even try to hide completely behind on returning property head.

"Look. "
Alice opened the book with thick brown cover and handed it to her.

There was an old black and white illustration in the book such as soporific as his dad tried to read him an old man who thought he was a knight and fighting windmills. But this illustration there was not a skinny old man chasing sheep. It showed the Loiseau, finally one of them, a large black and white bird with very very long legs.

"It's them! How can I do to use my laptop without me they eat? "Alice looked
seriously from behind his glasses.
"The tengu do not eat children. But sometimes if anyone knows their secret, they capture and keep it locked up near them. "
Alice closed the book.
"How do I do? "
Boucleline bowed her head, she would never get out.
"You're going to ask forgiveness. "

Boucleline looked up.
"Just that? "
" No, "replied Alice. It is written that once a year at All Saints Tengu make a great feast to which everyone should serve their friends and spiders. More Tengu like all birds love that glitters. So that's what you'll do: you seek in the gardens of the larger spiders that you can find them and put each in a small box, and then you're coming with me to find a gift that they give you Loiseau forgive. "

And so Boucleline found himself obliged to follow Alice to the garage where she gave him a hundred boxes and jars. Then she began rummaging in the bushes in the garden of the house of Alice.

Boucleline was not a coward. The spiders were smaller and it was not the little beast that would eat the big as his mother said. But even the spiders were quite disgusting with all their legs whenever she felt they were going to climb all over and sneak under his clothes, yuck!

But she had to fill all the pots and boxes of all spiders, so she reached out and caught them without killing them firmly but which was not easy. Alice helped her as she was nearsighted but she was not moving very quickly and did not help much.

Early Boucleline trying not to soil his clothes more than they already were, but after she put the twentieth spider knees on the muddy garden of Levi and too bad for his pants. After the fiftieth she used her sleeve to wipe his face on the earth and the seventieth she did not hesitate before sitting down on his belly to catch the big spider hidden in the lower branches of the hedge Crayencourt.

"And now, all the jars are filled. Now it only remains to find the gift. "

This time Alice took her to his own blue house in his own garden at the foot of oleander that Mom had planted three years ago when she decided to redo the garden. Alice took three steps left, two steps forward and one step left.

"You have to dig here," she said, handing him a small wooden shovel red. "And
Boucleline began digging. It was unclear what Alice hoped to find here. Besides earthworms there was nothing in the muck, she was sure she had been looking for all the Easter holiday treasures that the pirates had been hiding in his garden but found nothing. Suddenly his shovel

banged against something hard. Alice approached her glasses back on his nose. Boucleline freed box tin of the earth. She looked old and was rusty. She dug her nails in the lid and pulled with all his might. She scratched his hand several times, knocked the box, but at the end with the screwdriver Alice she managed to open the box.

Inside she discovered a huge blue stone. A sapphire as big as his eye and surrounded by small diamonds.

Alice smiled.
"That will make a beautiful gift. "
Boucleline pressed the case against her. When she did not even give such a beautiful gem Loiseau! She had never had such a jewel! She had found in his garden so it was hers, right?

But if she did not ... If she did not find the Loiseau and imprison them in dark house and she would never see his mom or dad or his or her little brother Claude unbearable.

So very sad, bringing hundreds of spiders and a huge sapphire she wanted to keep it to wear with her beautiful blue dress that she had a princess on her birthday, Boucleline returned to the house of Loiseau . She stood on tiptoe and pressed the doorbell. The door opened on the three Loiseau who looked at their eyes as black as tengu those of the book.

"Boucleline Hello, Mr. Loiseau said. "
" Boucleline Hello, Mrs. Loiseau said. "
" Hello Boucleline says Paloma. "
" Hello, "answered Boucleline a tiny voice. "

She was not afraid at all. No no. It was just a little intimidated that was it.
"I came to apologize. "And she held out
bags full of spiders and the open box on the large blue stone.

"But apologizing for what? asked Monsieur Loiseau. "
" Yes to what? asked Madame Loiseau. "
" Why ? asked Paloma. "

Boucleline, hair full of twigs, cheeks full of land and clothes full of holes looked up and stared.
"Because I returned home without permission, I hit everything and I fled through the window of the bathroom. I'm sorry. "The

Loiseau looked at her a long a very long time, motionless, still, without moving a feather. Then he smiled Loiseau.

"Apology accepted, Mr. Loiseau said. "
" I forgive you, "said Madame Loiseau. "
" I apologize, "said Paloma. "Mr.

Loiseau took a bag of spiders, Madame Loiseau took the other and Paloma took the sapphire and the box.

"It's rare to see a polite little girl today," said Mr. Loiseau in his pocket out of the phone Pink Boucleline. Hey, take back and think it well to thank the little Alice. "And

Loiseau closed the door of their small dark house.

Boucleline still did not Loiseau and hated when her mother forced her to kiss Paloma. It was not always friendly with Alice, although she had been to see her with a cake made by Mr. Rosmond to thank helping him. No, no no, nothing had really changed. But now when Quentin was too scared to retrieve his ball was she who was ringing the door of Loiseau and when in the fall she passed the garden of Loiseau on the way to the pool and she watched the spiders grow by the day she understood why. And when overnight they disappeared all she understood why.