Fairytales cheer me up and I want to be in the right mood for the other fiction so I decided to begin a fairytale :) I love reading the ones on here and have always wanted to write one of my own so I thought why not! And here it is :)
There's a slight reference to 'Pushing Daisies' I suppose in this (which I do not own btw).
More disclaiming: I don't own the Boosh, though however much I wish I did, I can not say I do.

This is simple harmless fairytale fiction written to place smiles upon people's faces. So...Enjoy please :) xxx

The good and the bad

One of the many hundreds of things in this world we take for granted is the ability to touch whatever we choose. Everyday you pick up a knife, fork or spoon to eat your breakfast, lunch or dinner and everyday you touch your clothing in order to dress yourselves but imagine if you were disallowed the right to touch what you wished. Imagine that everything you ever touched in your lifetime turned to glitter, how would you feel then? How would you eat, drink, dress and more importantly, love. How would you get by? Would you cope?

Maybe not.

You may not believe such a curse exists in your world but in distant lands above several clouds and beyond any stars imaginable exists a land where a child lives. A child who was born into a rich and wealthy background, a child with such beauty and a bright bubbly personality but a child who was cursed.

There does exist such a land but it takes an imagination of a powerful sort to create the image of the land in your heads. Now if you're settled, we shall begin.

Many years ago a child was born to a King and Queen of a beautiful world, a world where the sky was always bathed in baby blue, where clouds were tinted with pink and never grey and where rain did not exist. A place where a warm Sun flooded the land with light and comfort each day, a place where a large friendly Moon took over the light giving during the hours of darkness. A place where the buildings were small, comfy and cute, where grass in the gardens was the nicest shade of green you could ever imagine and where townspeople went about their daily business always with a smile upon their faces.
The King and Queen were a lovely couple who adores the land they ruled, each day they rose before Sunset and together sat on the balcony of their magnificent castle to watch it rise. Each night the King conversed with the Moon for an hour or so before bed, sharing each other's thoughts and feelings on the day's events.
However, even though the couple were happy with their Kingdom and townspeople to care for they each longed for a child, their first in their bloodline and most probably their heir. The King longed for a son while the Queen wanted twins, a boy and a girl who she could equally spoil, after many endless months of trying and failing for a child the King consulted the Moon.

"I fear my wife can not bare a child." He confessed toward the sky where the Moon shone down surrounded by his own children, his stars and galaxies.
"You must remain patient, King Noir."
"Does this mean I will eventually become a father?" The Moon remained silent leaving the King to head toward bed with a smile across his face, that night he and his wife tried for a child again and this time were successful.

After nine months of thanking the Moon and stars for the possibility of a child, the King and Queen became parents to a beautiful baby boy who was born in the hours of darkness under the friendly light of the shining Moon.
They named their first born child Vince.

Over the coming years the child grew into a handsome young Prince who was more obsessed with material possessions than wanting to rule over a Kingdom. The Prince was especially good with animals and enjoyed talking with the Moon long after his bedtime hour, he was always so friendly to the townspeople he passed and met and never uttered a single rude word to any living soul.

Prince Vince didn't have a single enemy in the Kingdom, be it animal or human, he simply loved everything and everyone. However, that did not mean that everyone loved him back. There were those rotten souls who despised the King and his family and wished them all dead, there were those few terrible beings who wished to overthrow the King and steal the Kingdom away for themselves but many dared not and those that dared not either moved on or held their tongues, except one being.

Every Kingdom has its villain, it's enemy, its bad guy. This Kingdom was no exception; it too homed a man so evil, terrible and frightening that even the simplest of creatures ran from him and cowered away in their small homes. No one enjoyed the company of this man, he lived on the outskirts of the Kingdom away from everyone else near the forest that hardly anyone ventured into, only he ventured there.

This man with the green complexion and evil glare would always travel into the heart of the town with a grin on his face, never a friendly grin, always a threatening one that scared the townspeople to the very core. The man was known as the Hitcher, he would always walk the streets with a black cane in hand and a top hat covering his head. His long black coat would billow out in the slight breeze that followed him, people felt cold when he approached them and he loved it. He adored the sorrow and sufferings of other people but he especially despised the King and Queen and now their child too and would do all he could to rid them and strip them of their thrones and crowns. The only way, he knew of, to achieve the Kingdom for himself was to first get to the child and steal him away.