xx Flexy
There once was a King monkey named Abala who lived on a faraway island near Katmandu. He ruled the land with his dictatorial ways day in and day out. He took 8 to 10 wives at a time and had around 40 to 50 children. Every little girl who he had would grow up to be a spoiled princess, then later they would be sent off to faraway lands to be married off to princes in other forests so that they would then become queens. Any little boys who the King would have with his wives had to have their tails cut off which instantly took away their manliness. The king felt threatened every time he had a little boy monkey because he wanted to be King forever and the thought of one of his sons becoming more powerful than him was unbearable.
One day King Abala's ninth wife decided that she was going to have her baby in private in the next jungle over so that if she had a boy the King would not be able to cut his tail off immediately. The wife had the son and it was a beautiful baby boy. The boy grew older and the ninth wife decided that it was time to have King Abala overthrown because he had been in command for so long. She decided it was her place to train the boy so that he would be fit enough to overthrow the King. Years later, when the ninth wife decided that her son was ready they moved back to the island of King Abala (who had not missed them at all) and introduced her son, Abdula, to the King.
The King was furious at the sight of such a strong young monkey and needed to find a way to get rid of him immediately. The king asked the boy if he would serve his father dutifully and venture to the Arctic for what he deemed the freshest fish that could be found. The prince was happy to serve his father in this way because he knew what lay ahead of him in the Arctic.
When the prince made it to the Arctic for his adventure, he came across the large lake from which he was to procure the salmon. He realized, however, that there were sets of small air bubbles rising to the surface all over from the fish but that there was also one set of extremely large air bubbles that were moving around restlessly underneath the water. The monkey wittily made a contraption that would catch the fish without the source of the air bubbles realizing it. After Abdula had caught enough fish to feed the island for atleast half a year, the monster in the lake realized what had happened. At the sight of such an intelligent young monkey, the monster decided to worship the monkey from then on out. He carried all the bundles of fish back to the island for the prince and met his father, King Abala, with a grin.
King Abala was amazed at the sight of this because he had been sure that the monster would have killed Abdula on the spot when he tried to take his fish. He was so upset with his failure that he started to get claustrophobic in his hot monkey skin, went crazy, and ran away from the island to never return. From that day on Prince Abdula was then known as King, and he and his mother honored as the heroes of the monkey island.
Hey hey! So I hope you enjoyed the last story - it was a pleasure venturing with you all through this storybook. Hopefully I will be able to muster up another group of tales for you all in another monkey lifetime! =) Be safe getting home and don't forget to write.
xx always, Flexy