Snow White & the Seven Samurai by Holt Tom

Author:Holt ,Tom [,Tom, Holt]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-10T16:45:03.695000+00:00

Idont care about the marketing possibilities, snapped theBaron irritably. I think it looks ridiculous, and I want it out of here now.

Igor sighed. Ever since it had made its unscheduled and unexpected appearance, hed become curiously fond of the little wooden puppet, with its perky smile and quaint features; in addition to which, there was no question but that in some highly unorthodox but nevertheless effective way, the thing was alive. Far too alive to be lightly thrown on the fire or buried in the compost heap. Can I have it, then? he asked. Its not for me, you understand, its for my sisters kid. Shed love to have something that actually came from the castle.

So long as you get the stupid thing out of my sight and keep it there, the Baron replied. Im sick to the teeth of its horrible simpering expression. Its eyes seem to follow me all round the room.

Igor knew how the Baron felt; there was something strange about the thing, sure enough. Not creepy; it was too nauseatingly cute for that. The worst it could do would be toadore you to death. Nevertheless, there was clearly more to it than met the eye. The fact that it was apparently alive, for a start.

Thanks, Igor said, scooping it up and stuffing it inside his jacket before the Baron changed his mind. My nephewll be ever so pleased.

Pleasure. Ill stop it out of your wages.

What with tidying up the mess left behind by the experiment and keeping well out of the Barons way, it was late evening by the time Igor returned to his cramped, musty little cottage next door to the formaldehyde store, and he wasnt in the mood to examine his new acquisition closely. Accordingly he dumped it on the table, crammed a handful of stale cheese rind into his mouth and fell into bed. Not long afterwards, a snore you could have cracked rocks with shook the rafters, and the puppet decided it was safe to take a look round.

If the first day was anything to go by, he decided, Life was a bit like a frog sandwich; some parts of it were better than others. The not being an inanimate section of log, for example, was quite invigorating; likewise the bewildering flood of sensory information and the countless new experiences. The sense of being absolutely surplus to requirements wasnt so good, and the puppet wondered if there was anything it could do about that. It had an idea that being loved might help, though where the idea came from...

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