Once upon a time in an underground kingdom lived a small mouse. He's name was Fable and he loved to tell stories of far away places. One day the king was bored and decided to call forth Fable. Fable was at first reluctantly to go because of the king's reputation. He was known as a cold hearted person who made rash decisions. But, he went anyway in fear of what the King would do to him if he didn't come. Once the mouse got there the guards prepped him on meeting the king. They told him don't look into his eyes, say yes master after every sentence, and the most important don't touch his fur. Before Fable could ask why they pushed him into the thrown room. The king shouted begin as soon as he entered the room. Fable was so scared that he forgot every story that he had ever told, but knowing the king could kill him he started spewing out words. He's story was about a young mouse who was the most beautiful I'm the land, and lived in vain. One day a sneaky cat saw her and asked her why does she walk up with her nose in the air. She told him because with fur like hers' how could you not be proud. The cat began to laugh and with one swipe he had her in his mouth. She began to scream on how he was ruining her beautiful fur. The cat in shock asked how can she care more about her fur than her life. The little mouse did not answer his question but continued to cry. The cat then spit her out and did a laugh that seem to suck all the emotion out of the small mouse. She asked why he had scared her and he just walked away laughing. When she walked back into town the people began to scream in horror and run away from her. She ran home to look in a mirror and realized that her skin with beautiful fur was gone and she screamed in agony over what the cat had done and covered herself from the public for the rest of her life. When the king heard the story he went into a full on rage. He started to hit Fable in the head with his staff and demanded him to tell him another story. Fable pleaded for the king to stop hitting him, but the king demanded another story. Fable asked him to give him another day and the king agreed, but had his guards throw him out on the street. When Fable went to town the people saw him beat and bruised and took him to the doctor. The mouses all loved Fable and felt like the king had overstepped the line. They went to the palace as he was sleep and began to skin him alive. The king woke up the next morning and looked in the mirror and saw that all his skin and fur was gone. He ordered his guards to take him to Fable's house so he could order him to death, but before they could enter the town all the mice of the town was lined up not letting him through. He demanded them to tell him what happened to his fur. They all laughed and said they sold it to a maiden who needed it more than him. The king sentenced them all to death but the guards did not move to take them in. They were just as tired of his rash rulings as the people. They began to pick him up and throw him off their highest mountain, but Fable came out off the doctor's office to stop them. He told them by killing him they won't solve anything. He told the king that he could live but would have to change. The king agreed and from that day was know as a nicer and much better king, the end.
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