A small monkey sat scratching it butt in the center of the pavilion as clowns, jesters and mimes danced about
around the outskirts. One mime came and squat down next to the monkey that I suspected was formerly the witch
Morgana. The mime bore a distinct resemblance to Lord Winifred, a friend of my father and step-mother who had
been quite the gossip and teller of tall tales. Now he sat silently copying the monkeys movements and the two
continued squatting, scratching and picking their noses.
I watched the two in disgust for a time wondering what to do but it was difficult to concentrate with the
constant honking noses and circus music. High above me several jesters swung on high wires and ropes catching
each other like like trapeze artists. Clowns dressed as brightly colored cooks, maids and even a vicar ran
from side to side holding a sheet between them as they seperately tried to keep up with and catch any falling
trapezing jesters.
"Does anyone know why Morgana turned into a monkey?" I asked no-one in particular and the only answer I
received was a custard pie in the face from Lady Cecilia who pointed and laughed at me. She wore a garishly
colorful mockery of her knightly armor and her helmet was open atop her rosey cheeked, painted white face. I
wiped my face and scowled at her before shouting:
"Would you all just calm down and give me a chance to think?"
"Quiet everyone! The Princess is having a hissy fit!" Queeny shouted in a snooty voice whilst waving a sceptre
with a jesters head on the end. she still sat on a throne atop the giant pig King holding her nose high in
the air like some stuck up Queen... Like the one she used to be I suppose
The whole tent suddenly went silent at Queeny's command apart from the odd honking nose.
"I'm not having a hissy fit," I muttered under my breath before asking, "Umm, does anyone know what happened
to Morgana?"
"she's just getting in touch with her wild side!"
"Looks to me like she's grooming herself, ma'am!"
The rabble shouted and laughed. The monkey looked around with its finger up its nose but didn't seem to
understand quite what was going on.
"Well, this is useless. We'd better go find Maedel and find someone sane enough to sort this mess out," I said
taking Morgana the monkeys hand and leading her away. She grinned up at me and hugged my leg saying "Ooo ah ah
ah," which was hopefully her trying to tell me she was still in there but seeing her flick a boogey at Lord
Winifred as we left made me think otherwise.
As we left I felt a tug on my dress and looked down to see a fat pig in a dress and tiara. "Connie?" I asked
and she snorted "Yes," whilst looking away, bashfully.
"Well, you better come with me if you want to change back I guess," I sighed.