Here’s what I’ve cooked up for the Friday Fictioneers prompt this week. Much thanks goes to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who patiently hosts this flock of fiction fanatics. (My computer won’t do InLinkz, but you can click the blue frog on her blog to see this week’s smorgasbord.)
Special thanks also to Dale Rogerson for this week’s pizza photo prompt.
The Odd Little House with the Odd Little Strudel
“Oh, Hansel! The birds ate all our crumbs! Now we’re lost.”
Her brother looked around desperately. “Wait…there’s a house! Maybe they’ll tell us the way home.”
The children ran to the cottage and knocked. “No one’s home.” Gretel sniffed. “But something smells delicious.”
“And I’m starving.” Hansel opened the door. “There it is… Whatever it is.” He hurried to the table, chopped off two chunks with a nearby knife, and handed one to his sister.
Hunger overpowered Gretel’s timidity. She bit into the odd food. “Mmm… But greasy. And this stringy cheese… Funniest strudel I’ve ever eaten.”
They heard someone cackle.
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Dear Christine,
I loved your twist on an old favorite tale. Now I’m hungry and craving that funny strudel. 😉 Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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At the touch of your fingers you can have one delivered. 🙂 Thanks for your comment.
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A house of pizza – now we’re talking 🙂
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Dripping with mozzarella cheese. Hmm… I’ll take a house FULL of pizza. 🙂 Thanks for your comment.
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Interesting twist on an old classic. Sounds like they are in trouble.
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Thanks for your comment. It does sound ominous — but I’ll let them escape by hiding in the back of the pizza delivery guy’s van. 🙂
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The trap was baited with pizza.
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It’s all a misunderstanding, actually. The poor old hag was coming home to finish off the pizza she’d paid for with her last few coins. Now these ill-mannered, intrusive, greedy urchins have gobbled it up and she’ll be left to starve. Have a little pity, eh. (I’ve been reading about Clarence Darrow’s courtroom tactics.)
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I grew up with Strudel and pizza and loved this take on the prompt.
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Good for you. My (uncle) dad was a Forsyth—son of Scottish immigrants—and there was no such thing as strudel or, worse yet!, pizza , ever served at our table. Thanks for your comment.
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This was a fun one, Christine. I’m with you. Let ’em escape, though they be little rapscallions!
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Thanks for your comment and glad you enjoyed my version. I do hate to see anyone scalded to death in the soup pot, even an old hag.
Times have changed. Speaking of which, have you read the newest take on the old story, now called The Big Bad Pig and the Three Little Wolves?
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They have indeed and no, I did not! Something to look in to?
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Read all about it here: https://christineevelynvance.wordpress.com/2016/04/23/the-big-bad-pig-reforms/
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Left my two cents’ worth… 😉
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It better not be my pizza or they’ll be next in the oven…
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A literal case of “pizza to die for”? Thanks for your comment, but they shall escape. It’s one of my writing rules. 🙂
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Nice twist.
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That you. Hand-tossed tale and all. 🙂
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This was great fun. Nice take on the prompt.
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Thank you. Maybe I’ll continue. Shame to let a good beginning fizzle. 🙂
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Oh oh… love this ! Such great fun for this take Christine.
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Thank you. Now to have them escape somehow…
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You can certainly work up an appetite while getting lost. The pizza should fatten them up nicely.
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Thanks for your comment. They probably need fattening up. As I recall this tale, the wicked step-mother badly mistreated them. Probably ate all the pizza herself.
But now for the axe-wielding woodcutter to appear…or is that another fable?
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if i were them, i should head straight to the door and run for dear life. 🙂
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That would be the safest plan, but we must remember, they were: a) lost and b) starving. Or at least very hungry. I’ll have them pin their hopes on the woodcutter. 🙂
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What a fun twist to the tale. I agree they should get away with it. I like the idea that she isn’t evil. Maybe she could adopt them and feed them pizza every day. I’m going to check out your other fairy tale rewrites now.
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Glad you enjoyed my story so far. I haven’t done many fairy tale rewrites, but you may enjoy my story about Genie Mabella and the Hazards of Wish Counseling. Click here to read:
https://christineevelynvance.wordpress.com/2014/07/07/the-hazards-of-wish-counselling/
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Oh, What’s happened. I posted the link and checked it out — and the post, with the title, is there but the story has vanished. Eeek! I’ll have to post it again here.
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Wood fired fairy tale:) . I enjoyed the story.
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Glad you did. Thanks for your comment.
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Twist on an old tale combined with first introduction to pizza, great stuff
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Pizza is rather an acquired taste, I think. The first time I had pizza, I thought it was the most awful stuff. I didn’t have room to say that Hansel and Gretel gagged over the first bite. 🙂 Thanks for your comment.
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Fun twist on the old tale! Loved it!
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Thank you. Now to keep twisting the tale and write it all. 🙂
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This made me smile.Well done.
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Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for visiting.
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Bought pizza gives me indigestion. It’s far too dry and tasteless. I have to make my own with goat’s mature cheddar cheese and loads of other yummy stuff. It’s far tastier. Hansel and Gretel would definitely scoff the lot if I left it out, and they’d stink of garlic!
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So you’d be able to trail them just by following the whiff of garlic. 🙂
I agree about the bought pizzas; I like more meat, more sauce, and more cheese than what you usually get.
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Clever take.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Who could resist that ‘strudel’. Great tale Christine
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Thank you. 🙂
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My pleasure 🙂
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Run for your life kids! Such a fun take of the FF prompt.
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Thank you. Now how can they run away and leave that delicious strudel behind? Such an effective bait. 😉
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Ha Ha! I agree.
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