The Stuffies Come Alive When He Sleeps!

[Guest Zips]

Ariana’s Daddy had just had his dinner. She made sure to feed him a good sized plate to fill his stomach and put him into the post-meal sleep. Already he was dozing off on the couch but not quite asleep, his big belly rising up and down, in timing with his snoring. Whenever she heard her Daddy snore, that was when she felt safest, because he’d only sleep if he was assured of her safety. It was homely. She could already feel the butterflies in her stomach from excitement. She raced over to her toy box in her little room and took out her 4 favourite stuffies, and lined them up as if in a military fashion. It was almost time. Then she took out her princess wand. She could hear her Daddy’s breathing change, indicative that he was entering deep sleep. This was the only time her little magic would work, she had to be the only one awake. She closed her eyes tight as tight could be, and waved her wand above the stuffies heads, whispering her spell; “I’m a Princess and you are my charge, we are entering war, be living! Be large!”

 

When she opened her eyes, her spell had worked. Her four stuffies had indeed become living and large, but that wasn’t all, she was transported to Little Land. A mythical land of fairies, magic. A true kingdom fitting of a princess such as her. She stood on the beautiful, green rolling hillsides with her army of four; George the Giraffe, who stood tall and proud - the tallest creature in all of Little Land! He would be her noble steed for this adventure. Daisy the Dog, who was the fighter of the group, was both as gentle and vicious as could be, if the situation called for it. She was the fiercest fighter in all of Little Land! Her last two stuffies were twin otters, who were the real brains of the operation. Sally and Sylvia were so brainy they could predict the enemies’ movements and tactics.

 

Together, this band of heroes were the sworn protectors of Little Land. And today, Little Lands carefree way of life was at risk of invasion from The Suits. Faceless, bodiless, headless suits, which floated around some other fantasy regions. Enchanted by brain dead adults, and foreign to this world juvenile energy, they posed grave risk. Their colourless accents would spread and infect the vibrant green hillsides and yellow meadows that made Little Land such a wonderful place to be. But no. Not on Princess Ariana’s watch.  She stood in front of her charge ready to brief them on the arduous task ahead.

 

In her tiny, squeaky voice, she heralded them; “My noble warriors of Little Land! Today is the day you act on your allegiance to me, and your oath to protect Little Land, as you did pledge when you entered the toy box! Make me proud to be your Princess!” All four of them chirped up war cries of their own.  “George, can I have a lift?” She asked. “Yes my lady!” He replied in a thick, deep voice. He let down his head and neck and gave her the safest seat in the battle, far above the suits’ contact range – his head.

It was about now that Sally and Sylvia chimed in talking in unison; “My Princess, we have devised a plan to defeat the evil suits! What we need is multi-coloured paint! We believe it will negate the power of their grey gluttony!” She waved her wand across her team of knights once more, and said “Make it so.” Seemingly out of nowhere, cans of red paint, blue paint, and every other colour of paint you could imagine appeared before them. They were now armed for warfare.

 

And just in time too, the suits were fast approaching. Charging forward as fast as each could run, they splashed paint at every suit in sight, and as soon as they paint touched them the enchantment on them ceased; they fell to the ground, lifeless, where the colour of Little Land spread to them instead. Little Land was saved once again! All of this throwing paint around had made Ariana very tired though, so George let her down back to the safety of the grass.

As soon as her head touched the ground, she was already asleep.

 

***

 

Ariana’s Daddy has woken up from his sleep. He was out for about 2 hours, and when he woke up he saw his little Princess lying asleep on the ground in her little room, surrounded by four of her stuffies. He smiled to himself; she was his entire world, and seeing her so content in her sleep was one of his rewards for helping her maintain a stress free life, void of adult concerns. He gently put his arms around her petit frame and carried her to her bed, where he tucked her in. Then, he leaned down close to her face, so close that he could feel the breath coming from her nose. He whispered softly; “Goodnight my Princess” and kissed her on the cheek.

 

*I wrote this story based on a promt from Buttons that went something like this: "Little - ruling the world. Daddy - Asleep"

*If you want me to write a story about ddlg feel free to give me a prompt in a reply to this thread and I'll consider it. It can be as vague or as detailed as you like.

*I hope you all like this lil story, it's just a way for me to vent my need to write. 

Edited June 20, 2016 by Zips

[LilPrincessSami]

THIS IS SO FREAKING CUTE!!!!!

[Guest Zips]

THANK YOU 

Edited June 20, 2016 by Zips

[amandarose]

Oh, goodness! How cute! I want a magic wand so my stuffies can help me save Little Land! Can you imagine me riding Simba from The Lion King?!

[Guest Zips]

Your wish is my command! If you have a different idea for a prompt, tell me! And thank you 

[Guest ~MissKittyWhiskers~]

Oh my gosh! Zips, this is so good You've influenced me to get back into my own writing! Maybe you and I could write a ddlg story together       

[Guest Zips]

Thank you! And perhaps, though I prefer to write alone.