ittle Timmy's eyes got wide as he scanned the room for the nearest way out. The old lady saw the worry on his face and giggled, "Oh, don't be afraid, Little Timmy. I was just joking. I'm not a witch at all."
"Then who are you?" Little Timmy asked, summoning up all his courage. "I demand that you tell me!"
The old lady smiled patiently and said, "Why, I'm the vegan fairy godmother, of course. I make all the treats you see around you so that children of all ages can enjoy snacks without all that icky stuff that clogs arteries and hearts."
"So - so - that frosting I was eating...?" Little Tina stuttered incredulously.
"Oh, yes, it's vegan," grinned the vegan fairy godmother, "and so is everything else around you. Here, try a cookie," she said as she handed Little Tina and Timmy Tinytot two of the warmest, richest, gooeyest chocolate chip cookies ever.
"My, oh my!" said Little Timmy as he savored his cookie. "This is stupendous."
"Marvelous!" chimed in Little Tina.
"Splendid!" said Little Timmy, licking his fingers for every last crumb. "But the one thing I don't understand is why I've walked down Twisty Lane dozens of times, and I never saw your candy house before."
"Oh," said the vegan fairy godmother with a sparkle in her eye, "that's because you can only see me at night under the full moon when you're truly ready to enjoy my treats. The timing was right, but don't expect to see me again, children, because I'm needed everywhere."
"But how are we ever going to have vegan delights like these again? What if I never get to have another wonderful vegan snack?" asked Little Tina, tears filling her big eyes.
"Never you worry, child," the vegan fairy godmother said, her flour-dusted hand on Little Tina's shoulder. "I work hard to make sure that none are ever denied vegan delights."
"Then who are you?" Little Timmy asked, summoning up all his courage. "I demand that you tell me!"
The old lady smiled patiently and said, "Why, I'm the vegan fairy godmother, of course. I make all the treats you see around you so that children of all ages can enjoy snacks without all that icky stuff that clogs arteries and hearts."
"So - so - that frosting I was eating...?" Little Tina stuttered incredulously.
"Oh, yes, it's vegan," grinned the vegan fairy godmother, "and so is everything else around you. Here, try a cookie," she said as she handed Little Tina and Timmy Tinytot two of the warmest, richest, gooeyest chocolate chip cookies ever.
"My, oh my!" said Little Timmy as he savored his cookie. "This is stupendous."
"Marvelous!" chimed in Little Tina.
"Splendid!" said Little Timmy, licking his fingers for every last crumb. "But the one thing I don't understand is why I've walked down Twisty Lane dozens of times, and I never saw your candy house before."
"Oh," said the vegan fairy godmother with a sparkle in her eye, "that's because you can only see me at night under the full moon when you're truly ready to enjoy my treats. The timing was right, but don't expect to see me again, children, because I'm needed everywhere."
"But how are we ever going to have vegan delights like these again? What if I never get to have another wonderful vegan snack?" asked Little Tina, tears filling her big eyes.
"Never you worry, child," the vegan fairy godmother said, her flour-dusted hand on Little Tina's shoulder. "I work hard to make sure that none are ever denied vegan delights."
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