She liked it in the forest
with all those animals around, although some of them preferred to
stay in their coves or nests, or hidden under the fallen leaves. They
only come out of their privacy to show run through the forest and
present themselves in all their self-pleasing. But these were only a
few but evident.
When the year went by,
Goodmute had the idea of giving a big party a week long for all the
animals in the forest. Because it should have to get a big party for
the whole forest Goodmute needed the help of some of the animals and
so she asked around. She wanted to set up a nice little area, where
the birds could sing. Where beavers, ants and spiders could show
their art. And squirrels, mice, hedgehogs, weasels and martens could
show their makings. Because Goodmute knew her wooden friends and
having best in mind, she asked the makers to be honest and to state
that the makings they show belongs to them.
With the latter she did
not know what turmoil she started.
A frog muttered mindless:
“This sounds to me, like you do not want to make it. This does not
sound appealing. You better think it over”
A hedgehog digs out his
foliage and shouts throughout the woods:” This is most embarrassing
and so I will not take part in it, neither as a maker nor as a music
entertainer. I will make my own during this time” And with this
words he digs back under the leaves.
An old crow spoke up: “Why
does it have to be at all, and if why has it to be a week, and why do
we have to say that the makings are all ours and why anyway,
absolutely and generally”
Just a few more opened up
their mind in a negative way, but Goodmute wanted the party for all
the others and continued on her planning, when a Bear came along and
told her to help her in all the preparation of the event. He had a
few connections with other forest and he would find participants
there, if none of the animals in this forest might help. Goodmute was
happy and showed him the area, where she planned the party.
It was a swampy land and
did not look very inviting for a party and the Bear told Goodmute:
“This all has to be
arranged in a better way and we need to set up planks over the swamp
so nobody sinks in. I do know a clever beaver in another forest, who
makes excellent planks, we should use those to make sure the event
goes smooth.”
Goodmute, who had heard
about the clever beaver, nodded and agreed on the idea.
“And we should decorate
the place nice and shiny but we can do that in the time we have
left.”continued the Bear. But Goodmute had her doubts that only the
Bear and herself could make it in time and she was searching for
help.
The next day, Goodmute
went back in the forest and told the Bear that she had asked the old
crow to help and that she had changed her mind and would like to
help. In addition her best friends the jackdaw will come along and a
sparrow. Astonished the Bear raised one of his eyebrows, but did not
say a word. A squad was build.
The first weeks went by
and the crow and the sparrow made a good work in the decoration,
while the Bear organized all the birds for the music from all over,
invited animals to show their goods from this and other forests and
found artistic species all over, who were happy to show there arts.
It should become a great party for everybody in and out of this
forest.
Unfortunately the jacksaw
had a bad wing during the building phase and could not be of a good
help but her friend the crow realized the ideas of her. Unfortunately
the crow was so busy that she forget to tell the others what was
going on. And often it happens that Goodmute and the Bear wondered of
what was happening, as for example a non functional attraction was
set up with the remark that it will be fixed before the party starts.
The Bear was pretty busy
in organizing the birds singing schedule, handling the setup for the
marketplace and negotiating with the spiders about their artwork and
the setup. So everything seemed to work smooth and everybody seemed
to know what the work had to be.
And along went the days as
suddenly a thick white fog wells from underneath the planks and
causes moving on the planks to get slower and slower and the works
were getting more and more impossible.
The crow, the sparrow and
the healed jacksaw argued about it and the Bear and Goodmute started
to investigate where the fog came from. Because Goodmute had to be
out of the forest over the day and only came in when the dusk began,
it was the Bear who turned each plank and searched in each corner of
the forest but he could not find the reason.
A few days later and
together with Goodmute they found out that there must have been
exactly 29 mysteries underneath the planks, causing the fog. But
still they could not to be found. Two days later Goodmute came back
in the forest and proudly told the Bear that she has found the
mysteries and throw them away. They had been invisible and so tiny
you could not see them with the naked eye. She needed a trick and the
help of the clever beaver to find them. And for sure somebody must
have placed them intentional, because each and everything in the
forest could be identified by its owner, in the case of the mysteries
they kept their secrets. Talking with the clever beaver he told that
those items could be placed from outside with no need to stand on the
planks, like throwing them from away of the planks.
But they were found, the
fog away and the works were back to normal.
By the time the platform
was very much filled with fixed and moving objects, Goodmute and the
bear began to worry and told the sparrow, the crow and the jacksaw to
keep an eye on their builds knowing that the spiders and merchants
will set up their boothes and artwork. But somehow it looks that the
sparrow and the crow were so much involved in their works that they
did not listen. And the jackspaw starts to argue with the Bear that
he should not play the leader of the squad and to take care of his
business. Again the Bear raised his eyebrow in astonishment.
And then the day came the
old crow yelled to the Bear, why he has changed ownership of some of
the items within the forest. The Bear who came back from a tour, to
ask more spiders and birds to participate in the big thing, looked
pretty perplexed, didn't he know anything about it. So he asked what
had happened and the crow screamed to him that a helper has noticed
that his construction had changed the ownership to the Bear. Checking
on the item the Bear saw that this was the truth but did not have a
clue how this could happen. He tried to explain his inexperience but
the helper did not say a word to him and the old crow screamed and
shouted at him. The only explanation for the Bear was, that it might
had happen during the search for those 29 mysteries. Or might it be
that the mysteries and the change of the ownership has the same
strange source ? Might there be some animals in the forest who did
not like the idea of the party, or did not like the Bear, or Goodmute
or maybe the clever beaver with his perfect planks?
Because of this incident a
meeting of the squad was called in. While the sparrow stayed pretty
neutral, the jacksaw and the crow yelled and shouted against the
Bear, that he was a theft and a betrayer. All arguments from the Bear
vanished as never been spoken. If he, the Bear, would have been a
theft why would he left the objects carrying his name in the forest ?
To provoke this conflict? What sense would it make? He got no answers
on his questions but the birds left the meeting and the squad, and
before they left they did not forget to say, that the Bear should not
think he would be the leader of the party and the most would have
been their work. Pretty confused Goodmute and the Bear stayed back
and looked to each other.
As it was pretty close to
the day of the party, the merchants already started to set up there
places and were almost finished, the artistic spiders, ants and other
species has set up their works and the schedule for the birds were
set, the works continued, in the perception that the birds had
stopped their engagement. But far from it.
Now they started to work
in the background.
Still things of enormous
sizes were build, well knowing that the weight was already high on
the planks. Friends would be invited to participate in the party. And
all that without telling Goodmute or the Bear about. So it came that
the ones who had denied to help or to participate, suddenly had
changed their mind and talked opposite, as that Goodmute or the Bear
did not want them to participate from the beginning.
Somehow it seemed the
world turned upside down.
With all that the first
day of the party started and the first bird likes to sing. That
everybody could hear the fine tunes it needs a magical babblefish of
the forest or the bird has its own to set out. This babblefish
translates the songs to the ears of all animals so everybody can
enjoy the things heard.
The Bear had booked the
babblefish of the forest with confirmation for the whole period of
the party, but when the bird attempt to use it, it did not work.
Allegedly the old
babblefish was broken and had to be exchanged to a new one. And
unfortunately nobody had thought about to inform the Bear about it.
Sure he had booked it for a whole week and not only for an hour,
there things like that can happen
It took an hour to get it
alive again. Knowing that this particular bird is using his own
babblefish, when singing in other forests, the Bear asks himself, why
the bird did not change to its own in case of such an emergency? Well
with all the mysteries happened so far his babblefish might have been
out of order, too.
Then it happened that the
planks broke in and the whole party had to move. Due to the
babblefish disaster the next bird scheduled, did not even have the
chance to set up its babblefish and the next bird just had only a bit
left to show his talent. Unfortunately the Bear was in a doctors
surgery and could not help, but on the other hand what could he help
other then comfort a dissapointed Goodmute.
An investigation on the
broken planks showed, that a few other mysteries causing the planks
to break.
But the planks could be
repaired and the next day started with the continuing of the party. A
talented Owl started the evening by telling a story for the whole of
an hour. Many animals listened and others walked the market and the
arts. And the planks hold all the weight without any crack. It was
real fun to listen to the owl and look to the well doing planks.
After the owl had finished
another bird started to sing. A few animals had already left the
forest and the number of listeners had reduced when suddenly the
planks broke again. But no, they did not break they disappeared
without any warning as they would not have any connection to the
forest anymore. Another mystery ?! Is the party cursed, or the forest
?
What never happened before
in this place, now was possible. In no time there was a babblefish
ready, and the party could go on, although the blanks had been
repaired quick and the party could continue there. No information was
given to Goodmute or the Bear about the change as they had nothing to
do with the change and the party anymore
Another mystery appeared
by that time. Although the planks had been repaired and could be
walked and therefor been seen, they stayed invisible from the place
the party continued and there were no way to get directly from the
new place to the old. Only via a detour to other places one could get
back to the planks ? And odd that the planks got visible again at the
end of the singing birds performance.
And neither the clever
beaver, nor Goodmute, nor the Bear could explain all those mysteries
happened in such a short time. With all the experience they had in
technical sight and in organizing big events all over the virtual
worlds, they never experienced such a clustering of mysteries. None
of them. It looks like a big curse had lain over this party.
And for the safety reason
to all the inhabitants, the singing birds and reading owls of this
forest the decision was made to cancel this part of the party.
Goodmute and the Bear and others felt very sorry about it.
Unfortunately it came out that this forest is cursed, and what both
have learned is to check very closely on who may help in future and
where the party will take place.
Jaja, Märchen haben so oft einen wahren Pudel...ähm... Kern, nicht wahr?
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