The FML Story is well under way!! I will be posting a little bit at a time here on the FML. When it's finished, I can send a complete copy to anyone who wants it! Looks like it's going to be a good one!! If you are on the list to write a paragraph, please be patient! It's kinda slow going...but everyone will get their chance! Here goes: Judy Cooke wrote: The sky was filled with brightly twinkling stars as Christianaferret stood on the balcony overlooking her father's Dookdom, contemplating her future. Just this very afternoon, her father, the Dook of Swellington, had informed her of her upcoming marriage to the young Dook of Cornish Hen. He had recently inherited a huge dookdom and was in need of a young, strong wife. Her father told her he thought this was a good match. He said the young Dook was a good hobb - he would treat Christianaferret right, she would never lack for anything, and she would be happy. Christianaferret had never meet the young Dook - had no idea what he even looked like. Was he a Silver, a Chocolate, a Dew? Was he a big hobb, a small one...did he have tattoo's? Could she be happy in an arranged marriage? The world was so big with so many places to see and so many things to do. She had heard of the Ferretone Lakes and FoamyFry Hills to the North. To the south stood the Leaning Tower of N-Bone and the Fountain of Raisins. Would she ever be able to see these wonderful places....or would she be trapped in a loveless marriage?. Christianaferret was suddenly startled out of her thoughts by a noise that came from her room. It was a strange noise - one she had never heard before. She cautiously walked back into the room - slowly looking this way and that, but saw nothing. Then a sharp noise sounded behind her and she turned to find...... Sent to: Fran Prager. Fran wrote.... A fish! The famous snap-fish of Dookdom. He had a very big mouth and it was said he never, ever told a lie. He did have one annoying habit though...he loudly snapped his way through life. Christianaferret knew she could ask the snap-fish anything and she would get a reply that was true and she so wanted to know more about her pending marriage to the Dook of Cornish Hen. "Oh Mr. Snap-Fish", she began....and then Christianaferret stopped abruptly. What she saw amazed her even more than the loudly snapping snap-fish....She saw ........ to be continued. [Posted in FML issue 4904]