Once upon a time there was a troll named Fatty. Like all trolls Fatty lived in a cave, but the difference was that all the other trolls lived together, and Fatty lived all by him self. The thing is that Fatty was a very scary troll with bold red eyes, and as many teeth’s as shark. All the other trolls in the Forrest were afraid of Fatty, and didn’t want to let him live in their caves, but even though Fatty looked scary he was soft as a pillow inside. Fatty was very sad, because no one wanted to talk to him, so Fatty decided to travel to the other side of the world to find the magic witch Ursula. It was going to be very dangerous, because Ursula was the most wicked witch of all wicked withes, and she ate trolls for dinner. And so he began his travel.
Fatty had travelled about a day, and then he heard a noise from the scrub, and out came a talking goat. “What is your name then?” Fatty asked, and the goat answered, “ My name is Peterrrrr”, “but what are you doing out here all alone, Fatty asked? “I have been exclude from my herd, because I am to ugly and they are afraid of me” Peter said. “ Me too” Fatty answered “ I am on my way to the wicked witch, to get a cure for my ugliness, do you want to come?” and so Fatty the troll and Peter the goat, continued their travel.
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