The sun is rising into a clear blue sky over top of the warm vibrant forest. Nyara is sat against a large tree, with weasel curled up on her lap. They had been traveling through the forest all night and decided to sleep under a very large apple tree. The sun slowly casts more and more light over the forest as it rises until its beam brigthens Nyara's face. She clenches her cheeks with the intent not to be woken up yet, but a large red apple falls from the branch directly above her and wacks her in the head.

Her eyes open wide and the first image shes sees is of the bright happy forest which emmediatly brings a smile to her face. Nyara looks down at weasel who is still sound asleep on her lap. He mubles "No... No, I don't want the breakfast special... just... just an order of bacon".
Nyara pokes him and weasel mumbles more, "Why are you poking me... get me your manager".
She continues poking him until he awakes and ceases to mumble about his fantasy of eating a great breakfast. "Oh.. Good morning!".
"Were you dreaming about that Bed and Breakfast in Lakeview again?" Nyara asks.
Weasel shakes his head and says "No I don't think so. Hey, can we cook some bacon?".
Nyara rolls her eyes and explains that there is only enough food for one meal. "What are we going to do?" asks weasel.


Nyara and weasel ponder how they are going to get food, looking around with their hands on there chins, not realising that just above them are countless fresh apples. They ponder some more... Suddenly a large apple falls onto Nyara's head. She picks it up and grunts, then throws it out of sight in a rage. "Hey!" yells weasel, "Theres a bunch of mushrooms over there! Lets go collect some!".
They franticly grab there gear and sprint to the patch of mushrooms. When they get close enough they see a sign that says "Eat these mushrooms", with an arrow on it pointing to dark blue mushrooms, and another sign that says "What ever you do, don't eat these mushrooms. They will unhook you from reality and give you indegestion and heartburn. Please consult your physician before use", with an arrow pointing to sparkling pink mushrooms that look, well, just inviting and happy. Nyara and weasel, being the cautious adventurers they are, nod at the signs and eat a handfull of dark mushrooms. Within seconds Nyara begins to sparkle and her face disapears, leaving just a patch of skin where her eyes, nose, and mouth should be. She runs around in a panic and trips over a log. Weasel with a guilty look on his face and a weird array of sparkles forming around him realises somethings bad is going to happen, and just before he can say anything he morphs into a peice of pizza and falls onto the ground. The duo are rendered imobile and lay there in the mid day sunlight.

From a distance you can hear an evil laugh, so nutorious that you just KNOW its that jerk the wizard. He is floating above the apple tree laughing histerically with a load of apples anchored in his left arm, and hurling apples with his right trying to strike Nyara in the face... well... "patch of skin" anyway. He slowly stops laughing and gets bored of picking on helpless people, and teleports out of the area.

A marksman is passing by and see's what has happend to our adventurers. He runs up to the signs above the mushrooms and says "Somebody turned the signs around!".
The man switches the signs back, and grabs two pink mushrooms. He crushes them up and sprinles them onto Nyara and Weasel. The sparkly mushroom dust turns them back into there original form. "Are you alright?" asks the man.
"Oh yeh totally fine... NO IM NOT ARLIGHT! I HAD NO FACE!!!" yells Nyara.
Weasel gets up, with a blank look on his face. "You know, this might sound weird... But I think being a pizza was actually really cool. Everything felt so... delicious".
Nyara and the man stare at weasel with an ackward glare. The man wished the duo saftey in there travels and continues on his journey. "I bet all this was the evil wizards fault, now we REALLY need to stop his shenadagins", says Nyara.


Weasel agrees and they get ready to treck farther into the forest. Nyara picks up a hand full of pink mushrooms, assuming that they may come in handy later on. The duo begin walking, not knowing that a cruel twist of fate (and a really funny one at that) lies ahead in their travels.


To Be Cont'd...

lol, i dont know if yall pictured it the way I did, but I think this is pretty funny. throwing apples at a gimped persons face laughing hysterically... oh thats golden.