a spell requires Sacrifice

Was there ever a creature quite so giddy as a young piglet? One alone could give itself a giggle fit, and if two young piglets played together, the older beasts in the barn yard knew there would be no peace until they had tired themselves out and gone to have a nap.

"Tee hee. Tee-hee-hee-hee!"

Ethan and Emma, the two little piglets in question burst from the bushes near the barn, with Old Tom the turkey hot on their heels.

"Oh look, Ethan, look, the leaves are turning different colors" said Emma, between giggles.

"It's fall, Emma" said Ethan, and he looked back over his hocks at Old Tom "How many more days til Thanksgiving, Old Tom?". The two of them giggled til they snorted, as though it was the funniest thing they'd ever heard.

"You little bastards" puffed a flagging Old Tom "I'm going to peck your eyes out, and then I'm going to neuter you!" His words were fierce, but the nasty little swine knew he wasn't about to catch them and just laughed a little louder.

Old Tom stopped running. He fluffed his feathers back into place, lifted up his wattled head and as he strutted away, took one last look at his porcine tormentors and gobbled...

"Go ask your saggy old sow of a mother to tell you about Easter".


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