Holiday Tales from the 2012 “Merry Christmas Poems and Tales”
By
Gypsy Joy.
Ms. Lady Ladyhug
lay snug in her roomy bed when she suddenly heared a loud yell. Someone is not well she mumbled as she jumped out of her bed. Putting on her winter coat and hat she unlocked the door and stepped outside. In the cold moonlit night she looked anxiously around.
She could hear a faint sound not far from where she stood and felt something near her foot. Perhaps a fieldmouse or could it be a baby rat?
It turned out to be a talking hat!
Lady Ladyhug
gasped in shock as the pointy hat said I fell on a rock and now I may have lost my magic. What is my poor master going to do he wailed. A magician is lost without the magic of his magic hat. Lady Ladyhug shook her head, I don’t know, she said, but come inside and warm yourself by the fireplace and let’s get some sleep and in the morning we shall visit your master together and find out. A magician has usually a few tricks up on his sleeve.
Happily the magic hat felt soon very warm and fell almost right away in a deep sleep on the mat by the fireplace. Hopefully he will get his magic strength back by tomorrow thought Lady Ladyhug as she went back to bed. She, too, fell right asleep till the next morning. When she woke up the purple magic hat was still asleep and she thought it best to let him sleep as long as he needed it.
In the meantime the Magician
who lived at the end of the woods went out searching for his magic hat. He could not believe what had happened and how and where he had lost or misplaced his magic hat. He had searched his magic chalet from top to bottom not once but twice. Had read up on all his magic tricks and still had not found an answer to his problem. The only worthy suggestion he had found in case of a lost or stolen magician’s hat was to find a ladybug female in love with a ladybug gentleman who was too shy to tell her about his love for her.
“I ask you”, the magician muttered to himself,
“where in these woods can you find such a ladybug. I am so mad, I could burn that magic book!”
After the magician had calmed down he took a walk through the woods. Though he did not know where to look for the female ladybug who might be able to help him he found himself all of a sudden standing in front of Lady Ladyhug’s quaint cottage. Perhaps it was the inviting animated snowman he saw in the front garden, but he suddenly had a warm feeling that all was going to end well.
As the magician rang the doorbell he woke up the magic hat by the fireplace and both the magic hat and Lady Ladyhug got up to open the door. All three were so happy to see each other that they shook hands, danced around in a circle and hugged each other.
The magician felt right away that he had found his magic hat at the right place and that it would not be long before Lady Ladyhug would find the love of her life would finally find the courage to ask her to marry him. It was almost New Year’s eve and many magic things happen at midnight on New Year’s eve. They bade each other farewell and promised to stay in touch.
All is well that ends well,
said Lady Ladyhug to herself as she left the cottage for a nice sleigh ride through the snowy woods.
