The Giant’s Birthday (Birthday themed fairytale)

Once, a long time ago, a giant girl had a birthday. She was 4 centuries old, which is very young in giant years.

 

And she asked her father to get her a doll,

 

“A princess doll”, she said, “With a pretty pink gown and a crystal crown upon her head”.

 

And so, the Giant father came down from his mountain, which was just a hill to him and, using his magical powers to make himself invisible, he went to the royal palace and then, reaching in through her bedroom window, he kidnapped a beautiful princess and locked her in a cage.

 

“Oh yes”, he said, examining her through the bars of the cage, “You will make a perfect doll for my daughter”.

 

Then, returning to his house on top of the mountain, the giant put her down beside a gigantic birthday cake.

 

“What are you going to do to me?”, asked the princess, trembling with fear.

 

“I’m going to wrap you up”, said the Giant.

 

“Wrap me up?”, asked the princess.

 

“Yes”, said the giant, getting out a shiny square of wrapping paper; which to the princess looked as large as a cricket pitch and a gigantic pair of scissors that, between its ginormous blades, could easily have felled a tree and a reel of sellotape as large as the wheel of a wagon.

 

Then the giant began to wrap up the cage in paper; its rustling sounding like thunder to the princess’s ears and then, as the giant lifted up the cage to wrap it, it felt at first as if the cage was levitating high up into the air but then the giant started to wrap the cage and the princess was horrified as it got darker, the light blocked by thick walls of giant wrapping paper being folded and stuck down with sellotape all around her.

 

Then as the giant started to wrap the bottom of the cage it tilted  sideways and the princess had to hold on tightly to its bars to stop herself falling backwards.

 

“Help!”, she cried as she clung desperately to the bars.

 

But then she felt the cage descending again as the giant placed it back onto his table.

 

She sighed with just a little relief that the cage had stopped moving but now she was in total darkness and still at the giants mercy.

 

“Oh, what will become of me”, she said, sobbing into her hands.

 

Just then, however, she heard a voice from the room outside the cage; a voice that was not loud and bellowing like a giants; a male human voice.

 

 

“I have come to free the princess, you  monster”, said a man.

 

“Ha! A pipsqueak like you”, roared the giant, “Why you’re no bigger than a birthday candle to me and I’ll kill you just as easily as blowing out a candle”.

 

“Oh no”, thought the princess, despairingly, “I hoped my father would have sent an army to defeat the giant. But what can one man do? Oh, I am doomed”.

 

But then, however, to her astonishment, the princess heard the giant cry out in pain.

 

“My eyes”, he shrieked, his voice sounding like a wild hurricaine, “You’ve blinded me”.

 

The Princess’s heart leapt as she heard this,

 

“This dashing hero”, she thought to herself, “Whoever he is, is more than a match for that giant”.

 

But then the princess heard what sounded like a terrible Earthquake; it was the sound of the giant crashing into things as he stumbled about trying to find and grab hold of whoever had blinded him.

 

“I’ll get you, you vermin”, roared the giant, angrily, “I’ll sniff you out with my long nose; I’ll listen for you with my large ears and then, when I’ve found you, I grind you up in my gigantic mouth”.

 

“Oh”, said the Princess, her hope starting to grow as she listened,  “Oh I pray that my hero will not be caught and eaten by that giant”.

 

But then she heard the giant screaming,

 

“Aaaaargh!”, he screamed.

 

And as he screamed, his scream got quieter and more distant and then there was a sound like an enormous splash.

 

“What has happened?”, wondered the princess, confused.

 

Then however, suddenly, the princess heard a tearing sound from near to her ear and then, amazingly, she saw light breaking into her darkness as the head of an arrow tore downwards through the giants wrapping paper.

 

Then the torn paper being folded and peeled back it looked like a door being opened and, light starting to flood into the cage, the princess saw a young man standing in that doorway, peering in through the bars of the cage; a bow and a quiver of arrows strapped to his back.

 

“I’ve come to save you, Princess”, he said, smiling and then, straining and panting, the young man heaved up a long and large, heavy metal object onto his shoulder; a giant iron key which, pushing it between the bars of the cage he used to lever two of the cage bars apart.

 

Then, the bars bending and the gap between them widening, the man pulled the giant key back out through the gap and then, laying down the heavy key with a loud clang and sighing with exhaustion, the young man then thrust his outstretched hand into the cage.

 

“Quickly”, he said to the Princess, “Come with me before the Giant’s Daughter catches us”.

But, just as the princess was reaching out to take the young mans hand, she saw a giant hand which, though soft and pink with pink nail varnish upon its nails, was as large as a boulder, appear behind him; its gigantic fingers opening and seizing him around his waist.

 

“You killed my father”, said the giants daughter in a voice like a little girls but as loud as thunder and menacing because of the anger within it, “You blinded him and then tricked him into falling out of a window into the moat. Now he’s drowned so now I am going to kill you”.

 

She saw the hand lifting up the helpless young man and, crawling out of the gap in the bars, she then saw the giant little girl carrying him across the room and placing him at the centre of a gigantic birthday cake; all six of its enormous candles lit with flames as large as blazing torches.

 

Then, to her horror, the princess saw the giant girl pick up a vast cake knife and begin, its blade cracking through white icing like the sound of the earth split open by an earthquake, cutting a piece out of the cake; a piece upon which the poor young man was standing.

 

“Oh its terrible”, said the princess, covering her eyes, afraid to look at what fate would befall the handsome young man who had come to rescue her.

 

Just then, however, the princess heard an ear splitting scream.

 

It was so loud that the princess thought it might deafen her.

 

But then, uncovering her eyes, she saw, to her astonishment, that one of the giant girls long pig tails; as long as a bell ringers rope, had turned into an inferno, having caught fire upon the candles of the cake and that the fire was spreading to the collar of her pretty silk dress.

 

Dropping the enormous knife she was holding, with a gigantic crash, upon the floor of the room, the giant girl, who was rapidly turning into a tower of flames as the whole of her dress started to catch fire, frantically looked around the room, but then, unable to find any water to put herself out, the princess saw the giant child throw herself, screaming, out of the window that her father had earlier stumbled blindly through and heard that same loud splash she had heard earlier as the giant girls body crashed into the moat below.

 

But then, her heart not just leaping, but soaring as high as a bird, she saw her young rescuer jump down from the giant birthday cake and then run across the table towards her.

 

“You are free now my princess”, said the young man, kneeling before her.

 

But then the princess realised that she did not recognise the young man’s face.

 

“What is your name, noble sir”, she asked.

 

“Tom and I am not a Sir, your majesty”, he said, “I am but a humble stable boy and yet I have always been in love with you from the first moment that I saw you”.

 

“A stable boy?”, said the princess, surprised but then, smiling, added, “Well, it matters not to me whether you are prince or pauper, you are my dashing young hero and you have won my heart. You single handedly defeated two giants, I’ve never seen such courage”.

 

“Oh, well I knew I would win, your majesty”, replied the man, “You see it is my birthday too and I made a wish and its almost come true”.

 

“Almost?”, asked the Princess, “What was your wish?”.

 

“That a princess would consent to marry a humble stable boy”, said the young man.

 

The princess smiled,

 

“Then your birthday wish has been granted”, she replied.

 

Then the young man rose and, as if pulled together by a gigantic, irresistible magnetic force, they kissed.

 

And after that they returned to the royal palace where the king, yielding to his daughters demands, made the stable boy a knight and soon after that the young man and the princess were married and lived happily ever after.