Zap!

"I got it!", you gladly shout, "I removed the ring, Your Majesty!" Suddenly, you see the Pyrot Queen let out a high-pitched scream; a blue smoke covers her for a while, and then... Poof! The Pyrot Queen turns into a beautiful lady that reminds you of some princesses from the fairy tales your granny used to tell you. You're looking at her, astounded by her impressive beauty; she smiles tenderly at you and says: "Thank you so much for removing the evil ring. It's been years I was looking for someone to help me, but all I could find were pyrots... and they would never let me go away." You're still ga-ga-ga over the pretty woman. "I'm Gwyn. Who are you?" She notices the ring still on your toe. "Now I have a little more strenght to pull it off. Let me help you." A little frightened (because you had enough foot-tickling for a day), you say: "Promise you won't... You know..." She giggles and says: "I promise... Now hold still." Carefully, she removes the ring from your toe. "Thank you, Gwyn..." Now throw away this rubbish and let's get out of this land... But Gwyn is observing carefully the ring that was on your toe. "I can't believe it! This ring belongs to..."

Written by snuggly bugger

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