THE Giant, the Hat, The Slave, The Warrior Queen,The,Garbage CAN, and The Chalenge.- By Justine Z. Case
ANOTHER short, “well… not tiny “ Faery Tale

Once upon a time ,
in ancient land, there was A Great giant. He ruled a very spacious stretch of the land, and wore an enormous hat, made of FIRE.
There was also a former slave , who had finaly broke his bonds, and who had also even once shouted , far acrooss the globe. YES!!
Though the Slave was a mortal, he was very happy, to marry a Warrior Queen ,who had heard his cry of freedom, and both of their lives matterd very much ,so ALL agreed that would never ever be forgotten, and even celebrated accriss ALL lands.
The two of these had married ,and together they would capitalize the word WE,as a couple, and together win a GREAT victory, sailing a very important vessel around the lands together.
Before then , in their marital bliss, He asked his new Queen, if he could sail this great vessel and if it was even possible?
“ Do you think I CAN do this?” he asked her, quite similar to the time that she and he had, for the first time decided to try,
**WAIT!!!!!!!!!(Veey sorry ,but this part here, must remain between the Queen, the slave, and the Queen’s private journal, so you may NOT, hear that part of herstory.)**
She replied ,
”Of course you CAN”
and as she knew, they did great and wonderful things, just as we all KNOW and all was already getting really great , a long ass time ago.
Of course,
as all things change, as all things do, the Love slave found he would have to reconcile with the fact, that though his position of greatness on this mighty vessel, reigned wonderfully across the land, there may be quite a chalenge ahead yet still, during the sad goodbye at the end of his voyages woth his Queen.

Meanwhile… somewhere back to a more presently known journey of the big WHITE Vessal.
……. The Giant in the red fiery hat , .. had , as law most debatable would dictate, per “some agreement” ,had taken “charge “of the GREAT VESSAL and began , to AGAIN (?) not know he was staring, into a place of; somewhat,kinda sort of , he said he would, ALMOST, every day , many many times again as he woukd ket EVERYBODY know
….. .His great promise, to back up his strength, sometime after maybe,after
..He finished swirvin, (typo? …. .. ..)….. .
…… .the crew, the Greatest Cheeseburders ,that he said he was going to be making and they would teally relly be ,this time , for sure , great again.
… .Then AGAIN , to his crew of men and women crew dressed in shirts of fiery red, the Giant in the fiery Red Hat, said first to all the women of the world,” …They could NEVER be as gret as HIM and this land,and . ESPECIALLY the women he had seen also competing for the helm of the majestic white vessel.”
In some other place ,
not to far away though, the previous troubled Love slave, who was still somehow feeling as if , he would always be enslaved anyway, felt it was not as freely free at all sonehow, as he had hoped it should be. The ending of his command of the VESSAL was not operating as it should, and many were starting to find all of this , realky quite disturbing. So one day he had decided to ask his old buddy , what he was doin lately , and if he was going to try his hand , at the upcoming agreement, to somehow take back this torn and damaged vessel, and to get it back to its orignal repaired hatbor somehow, for repairs.
He eagerly said right away,
“Yes I will, and I can’t wait!
I will even ask some of tje other men for help as well ,as well the wonxerful ANCIENT one , in case he wants to lend his wisdom again, just like the last time when that other queen needed a hand , Just in case something happens. I think we will even be doing it for all of the women, as I think also that they DO need a break,or might not be able to handle ANY of this ahead of them.” He live slave however had only heard a part if this message , and asked his old buddy what he had in mind. He said I’m gonna try and run your policies again , just to see if we can save the whole thing .
“Ahh” said the love slave “ Ok. Cool”
So the Love Slave, happily returned home, and excitedly told his wonderful and Great Warrior Queen, the news , (even though she was already get to get to beginning to get very concerned about strange rumors she was experiencing, on her big blue flying contraption)
“What’s that?” she said, most sternly, wih her eyes locked directly at him.
He looked at her and repeated the news of his buddy’s plans about hoping to save the whole tbing, “WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????!!!!!!!???” ( as well as “many other things” I don’t care to EVER repeat here, or anywhety co tire else really ever.) Though the search for parts of his head continues , the story thst he has emerged non the less very fortunately for all , does continue.
So as time would determine the days would continue to change and unfold into more and more challenges and interesting adventures for all to experience as life carries on .
The yet again, Red FIERY hat wearing, GIANT , had offered another grit challenge on HIS magical blue bird contraption, for ALL to see ,in the land, this time directly to the other Queens, The slaves, and even his own, red shrt waering friends on stand by, just hoping he or they may once agin somedsy re- take the helm.
Now,
somewhere, in another strange land , known to most as as “Somewhere else?” in the quite commonly known city of “WTF are THESE all doing?” , All of the other slaves, as agreed, had gently pushed the group of Warrior Queens aside , even though they had been diligently working there forst and doing just fine. Most likely (I am sure) and probably, because the Queens would not have to suffer too much, or maybe even get hurt , ( we ate all certain). Then they ALL began to look at each other ,and collectively worked on their responses to the other brave slaves, that challenged them, and their Warrior Queens, whilst all along, the lingering topic remained concerning the already common topic, and the now new deity of all somehow, The great Giant with the Red FIERY Hat and his recent challenge and new possible banners of “Making things even greater again, but this time even BETTER than the last even better than you cud know” .The condensed versions of such, were also being created everywhere, in all of the science labs they could find and already brand new chants and suggestions circled the world, on how
“this time he wud make it even grater (and yiu know i will)” “we shill continue on, just as I had been, with know deterrence and…… . .. “….WITHOUT a bunch of ad- libby femmy something or aNother, ….. and alll that enterfrence.”
Following these on going entertaining events, all had begun to prepare.They looked closely at each other, then began to collectively work on their responses to the brave slaves, that had challenged them, as well as the “already still there somehow for some reason” , The Fiery red hat Giant , and his , uhm , presence. They were also preparing everything else for everybody else , that would be needed to be done as well , as still , all of the deadlines must be met, either way. SThiscway eorher way, ALL of the slaves could continue to go as they would insist , for some unknown yet really strange reason sonewhete else they would claim to understand better
and to supervise, the Brand New $80,000 model of Mary and Joseph Robot and the $90,000.00 Colligula robot, both male and female models.Also The multi sexed (with attachment optional ) Centurian bots,- (limit ten per purchase with coupon @ $ 15,000.00 ea., ) as well as some of the other things they all had felt , should not be disclosed to any of the Warrior Queens anyway at that particular time or “perhaps even never ever , “it’s been heard , “whatsoever.”
SO,
following the above events ,in another place, on some other remote isolated island, somewhere, The Incredibly Powerful Warrior Queens , while preparing their special amd IMPORTANT wearable head gear, and banner flags, were already mapping strategies for imminent damage control in the future. ALL , in response to all f the interference, that all had been strangely experiencing, in ALL of this great confussion across the land. “There would have to also definitely be ,” the Warrior Queens agreed, a response or banner of sorts to the words they had heard “The Fiery Red had GIANT “say. Somehow, something, about his possible new slogans about continuing on, was of great concern, more,so than it had been before.
All Warrior Queens were present. Even the last previous Warrior Queen, was attending, on her own blue wild angelic flying contraption , for a while. Then later , after the evenings events , she would attend the meeting with her Love slave, who realky was only there to drop her off ,at this particular gathering.
There seemed to be a light , yet somewhat frantic tension between the two, hoaever not unusual amongst many, considering the pressures, that ALL people had seemed to be experiencing lately,( and not to mention she was already late upon arrival). In fact, Legend has it that that she had a really good suggestion to add, to the banners, as well the new head gear , to support their efforts.
It has even been said, that “ one of the Warrior Queens had actually asked her, at the time,
“So when your love slave was walking in the room, and you were saying some,(ahem) “ stern” things, to him, wbat was that one rralky cool slogan thing you had said to him at the end, when you were you g hi goodbye in the lobby ?”
She thought for a moment, then said
“ oh you must mean,
“ THE FUCK YOU WON’T!!!!!!”
Startled for a moment, by her accuracy with the accuracy of the Warrior Queens tone ,while repeating not only the emotions behind her words then , but the angry gaze she held after, while she was looking in the same direction that the conversation with him , had taken place.
The other Warrior Queen said back to her
“ Yeah that “ , I like that . Can we use that?”
The other Warrior Queens began to nod in agreement and “uh huh’s” and “ Oh yeahs, ” flooded their circle, in many confirmations, as they all returned to their writting pads, quills, all quickly scribiling away all the “Nasty Woman” ideas with that , that they could possibly conjure.
TBC





