Fairy tale time! Enjoy reading

[ncrijns]

3 little Yubos. A fairy tale.

Once upon a time there was a yubo family. Mom Yubo, Dad Yubo, and there 3 younglings. As we meet them, Mom and Dad Yubo are very old Yubo. A whole 3 years each. In Yubo terms, they are the great great great great parents of yubo kind perhaps.

At there dead bed of grass and polls and tiny tasty flowers they called there younglings to them. "Children," Dad Yubo softly spoke to the three, "Children, I and Mom will not live very much longer."

This news shoked the three younglings ofcourse. Mom and Dad going to die? The idea alone is laugable! Mom and Dad will live forever. They have been here always, where else would they go?

"Children," Mom Yubo spoke to the three, seeing there confusion. "Children, we are old, so very old. It is time we joined the Great Yubo in the skies." And Mom Yubo looked up to the ringed planet that circles Atys even this day.

"But Mom, Dad!" The youngest Yubo shouted out. "What would we do without you. You have always been here with us."
"See the world." Dad responded firmly to the youngest. "We know each of you can be a great Yubo. A greater Yubo then all the Yubo that ever lived. We have raised you well Children. Find yourself a place with grassy hills, and tasty flowers and other Yubos."
"But I don't.."
"We don't.."
"I won't.. "
"Children."Mom Yubos spoke again. Silencing the protests like she had done oh so many times in her life. "Follow your father bidding and make us proud."

The three younglings stood silenced for a moment. Then looked at eachother.
"Well, I that is what you want." the middle spoke.
"We will make you proud of us." the oldest spoke.
"And find many other Yubos." the youngest spoke.
"Then Mom and I can join the Great Yubo above and look down on you forever more." After saying that Mom and Dad snuggled together one last time, and closed there eyes forever after.

And the three younglings were sad.

After some hours the oldest spoke. "Well, lets go then. I'm going that way." and pointed her nose to the left.
The middle looked at the oldest with a bestranged look "Now what's new over there? We have been there plenty of times. Besides, you know that Mom and Dad never allowed us to go down the road. There are Gingo there. They bit of my tail remember! I'm going that way." And he pointed right.
"I'm going with you for a while." said the youngest to the middle. He didn't like to be alone just yet. But the idea of facing Gingo is kinda, well, scary.
"Goodbye then, little borthers. Mom and Dad will see you're both safe." The oldest wished them farewell.
"Goodbye big sis." The middle and youngest said and the younglings parted ways.

Full with courage, filled with exitement the oldest Yubo went down the road. "My my, what pretty flowers, mmm they taste goooood." she thought as she sampled flowers, grass and other tasty things along the road, not noticing the Gingo.

Now the Gingo is a fearlome creature, surpassing the Ragus in fearsomness and terror by far. And this one was a particular strong one and cunning one. "Oh, now that is one fat tasty Yubo." The Gingo thought while stalking the oldest Yubo. So appealing the oldest Yubo looked to the Gingo that he didn't think an longer and charged her. "RAAAARGH!!"

And the fight started with the Gingo attacking with sharf fangs and teeth. Growling to the oldest Yubo and trying to sink his teeth in her meat. But!

What's this?! KABAM!! With a mighty blow of her head the oldest Yubo slapped the Gingo aside. "GRRRawrg!" The Gingo growled at her. "You are my dinner tonight fat one! I'll rip you limb from limb! RAAARGH!!" And the Gingo charged again.

For the oldest Yubo there was but one thing worse then being attacked by a Gingo, and that was being called fat! NOONE called her fat!
Filled with range she charge the Gingo.

BAM! SLAP! BITE! CLAW! SCRATCH! A short fight later the Gingo lay dead. Killed by the massive blows of the oldest Yubo. Filled with victory she let out a scream "OOOOHHHH RAAAY!!!! OOOOOHHHHH RAAAYYYY!!"

Now coinsidently a Matis Noble walked the same path way the oldest Yubo and the Gingo fought. And the Noble heard her victory call. "Now what could make such a sound." he wondered and quickly went to the fight scene. And lo and behold, the Noble was amazed. "My my, a Yubo that has beaten a Gingo. Incredible." He stated as he approched the oldest Yubo.
The oldest yubo, still filled with her victory didn't like the Homin comming closer and screamed her new victory chant at the Noble "OOOOHHH RAAAYYY!!" To get him to back of.

"Hahaha, a fiesty little Yubo you are." Ther Noble spoke, praising her strenght. "Very well, I dub thee Ora! Defender of Yubos and Slayer of Gingos!" The Noble proclaimed, bowed to the Ora and moved on to tell the tale to his friends.
The Ora in the mean time was satified that she had repelled the Homin and went on with her task, finding the tasiest flower ever.

Now the middle and youngest Yubos had set out together, but soon the youngest turned out to be the most adventurous one of the two. Always wanting to move on when the other wanted to talk to an interesting other creature. Untill at some time the middle became fed up with it.

"Go on then! Gogogogogo. I'm staying right here!" he shouted to the youngest. "What?! But why, there's nothing here but stupid Capryni and Bodoc!" The youngest responded in disbelieve. "And I want to talk to them, you can go on as far as you like. But I'm not setting a step further."
"But but.." The youngest tried to find words, nearly in tears after the harsh words of his older brother.
"I'll be ok younger brother, and I know you will too. This has been comming for some time you know. I'm not really an explorer like you. I wish I was, but I'm not. Spend one more night with me here and then lets say goodbye to eachother."
"But I don't want to leave you." the Youngest responded, sniffing.
"I know that. And I don't want you to go, but if we stay together like this. We're going to have fight, and I don't want that little brother. Don't be scared, there are plenty of other Yubo in the world you will come across."
"I suppose your right.." The youngest gave in, and after a few minutes feld better again at the prospect of what he mind find and discover.

The next day the middle and youngest brother said goodbye to eachother. "Farewell, have a nice long chat here big brother." the youngest wished to the middle. "I will little brother. Have a good journey with loads of new things to see." the middle wished the youngest farewell.

And on the youngest went. Through swams, rocks, roots, cannopies and lakes. And evertually he had discovered so much he wanted another Yubo to talk about it. So he swam to the nearest island he could find and searched out another Yubo.

The conversation that followed was long and amazing, and soon more and more Yubos came to listen to the stories of the youngest Yubo.

And at some time a Tryker discovered the gathering. "Daaaamn, what's happening here?" the Tryker thought. "So many Yubos... Hmm yubo steak tonight. Oh wait now there's a big one in the middle. I bet that one can feed my familie for a week."
Encouraged by the thought of some lovely yubo meat the Tryker started to make a trap. Some nice flowers and a spring and soon he was done.

During the trap building he had discovered that the youngest yubo was insanely curious. And decided to use that against him by using a bright coloured lap of cloth to lure the yubo in the trap. Unfortunatly for the youngest Yubo ofcourse, he couldn't resist such a bright and clear strange thing.

PLONG! CHOP! Pain! And the youngest Yubo was trapped. his leg in the trap he couldn't moved as the Tryker closed in for the final kill. "This will be quick little Yubo, Only a little pain and then it's over."
But oh scare! When the Tryker tried to kill it the youngest Yubo bit him with all his power and the Tryker yelled out in pain "Ye-argh! That hurts! Le-go ya damned Yubo. Arggghhh!"

This was heard by all the other yubo on the island, the audience of the little Yubo and they came to rescue him. All of them. "Oh fiddlesticks" The Tryker cursed as he saw the horde comming... and ran for it.
On rainy and drunk days the Tryker still tells the same story of the Death Yubo and his horde of evil yubos.
The Death Yubo didn't travel alot anymore now. His leg broken and never healed. But with stories to last a lifetime, he didn't have to anymore.

What happened to the middle Yubo however? Noone is actually sure. But after the middle Yubo settled in the area suddenly Frippos started to appear. Only in Fleeting Garden and nowhere else.

And from the Great Ybuo in the sky Mom and Dad Yubo looked down at there children and said to eachother. "You know what? We raised a fine fine bunch of children."

[rabcaz]

I thank you with all my heart for this fine tale about the lovely Yubos.

[ambika]

Such a lovely fairy tale! Enjoyed it immensely.