Once upon a time there was a little pixie living in the woods. His name was Little Fart. Little Fart was shy and he had no friends. He was afraid people would make fun of him. His lived in a small tree house on top of the smallest tree in Berry-wood, Hamlyn, Weirndosia.
One day he was strolling through the woods, looking for some magic berries to reduce gassiness. All he found were strawberries, blackberries, blueberries, raspberries, poison berries, chocolate berries, elephant berries (They were big, juicy, and sweet), creamy berries, vanilla berries, rainbow berries (They were rainbow coloured, had different flavours at each colour and could only be found just after it rained), the very, very, very special Star berries that were the sweetest, most delicious berries under the moon. You could never find them under the sun. There were many different berries too, but I can’t recite all two million of them.
Little Fart found thousands of different kinds of berries, all delicious, juicy, and ripe. Little Fart ate as many as he could. The berries were too delicious to resist. The best thing about the berries is that they would never ever, run out unless you took away all their carbon dioxide.
Poor Little Fart; he could not find anything that would reduce his gassiness. He was afraid he might let one out since he was so stuffed with berries. His mouth was also smothered in berry juice and his hands and cheeks were sticky and colourful. So he went to the Berry Lake to wash himself off. The beautiful Berry Lake was clear and clean. The water was cool and refreshing. It tasted like a mix of berries and it was tinted red. It was the finest lake in the world. But no one knew about it except for the Weirndosians in Weirndosia.
Little Fart went in and washed up. Then he drank some of the water in there and went back to his tree house. He sighed and took a nap. It had been a long day. He decided to look tomorrow. He fell asleep. Then he let a big one out.
