But all was not well with the Little Blue Pyramid, something was troubling
him, he had no pockets. Now this didn't bother the average Little Blue Pyramid
but this wasn't your every day run of the mill Little Blue Pyramid.
You see once he'd been an intrepid adventurer, this was of course before he
became a Little Blue Pyramid. Anyway his story goes something like this
Once upon a time there was a man called Harry, not a normal man because
he saw short and stumpy with a thick black moustache, he was very strong
and very, very stupid. He wasn't a rich man either so all his savings
were spent on a suit of scale armour made from the scales of some hapless
lizard which, smelled terrible, and a couple of wooden clubs suitable for
almost anything but hitting things. But Harry suffered a great folly, he
was brave.
Well, one day he and some brave mates decided to become intrepid
adventurers. So one Friday night after work the intrepid adventurers met
and and planned their weekends' adventuring. In the small hours of
Saturday morning they trekked off along the main Khazan-Khost highway
towards their goal.
By the time the Sun had risen they'd reached the big, red sign saying
Welcome to the
DUNGEON OF THE BEAR
entrance 2gp
having encountered (and eaten) only twenty-seven rabbits, three hedgehogs
and a farmer and only having brutally maimed seven orcs on their way to a
birthday party. At nine o'clock, when the dungeon opened, they were first
in line and waded straight into the big trolls standing barring their
way.
Having breached the entrance lobby and reneged on the entrance fee they
started hacking at gryphons, trolls, lions and all the other normal
monsters found in dungeons. Come lunch time they were very hungry,
slaying being very hungry work, so they settled down for a snack and to
take stock.
Two of the party had obviously hung back to cover their rear because they
hadn't been seen for hours and between the rest of them they had eight
pockets full of gold and gems and a magic staff whose only magic
discovered so far was to prop up those ceilings which kept falling down
at them, shoddy workmanship in this dungeon.
Slipping the remains of a peanut-butter sandwich into a pocket, Harry got
up, burped then waited for his friends to get up and burp too before
setting off again. They entered the next room in their normal excited
rush letting the door slam as normal to discover hordes of orcs, and when
I say hordes I mean hordes. Heavily outnumbered our intrepid adventurers
decided to try the next door along. Unfortunately, the door had magically
locked them in. There was only one course of action left now, wade in.
So, they waded in, which quite surprised the orcs.
Soon though, it became apparent to even the adventurers that they were
losing but luckily Harry picked up a small, green bottle from the floor
labelled 'H** bomb ~~~~~s' which looked promising so he threw it at the
orcs and ducked.
One blinding flash later Harry opened his eyes to find a lot of ash about
his feet but very little else. Always the one to take an opportunity when
its offered he sifted through the ash to find lots of gold and gems and a
magic staff which he dispersed amongst his many pockets and his trusty
backpack.
Feeling rather heavily weighed down, pockets drooping, Harry left the
room wondering why all his friends had run away. Never mind he could
handle this on his own. So when he reached the big, black door marked
'THE END' he stormed in with clubs raised to find a room full of Tiny
Blue Pyramids floating about.
Of course, Harry hadn't seen any of these before so he picked one up and
ate it. Quite nice actually, so he began scooping them up and shoving
them into pockets. Soon he'd almost cleared the room to discover he could
see the biggest Blue Pyramid he could ever imagine hovering not five feet
away. Thoughtlessly he released the last armful of Tiny Blue Pyramids and
reached for his prize of prizes. And when his hand touched the prize he
suddenly found himself floating serenely around a room bumping into Tiny
Blue Pyramids.
Slowly, it dawned on him that he was one of them, a rather useless,
tasty, Tiny Blue Pyramid. After many years of bumping other Tiny Blue
Pyramids he lent to skim but always had to bump around the small room
until one day he got bumped out of a gap in the wall and found himself
outside again.
So Harry had became a Tiny Blue Pyramid and eventually grew up into a Little
Blue Pyramid. He never needed to eat of sleep and could skim all day long in
the Suns' rays. But he didn't have any pockets.