Story #1: Two Little Monkeys vs the Howler Zombkeys of Sibling Rivalry

Once upon a time there was a monkey and a bigger monkey- by only slightly. The two little monkeys were siblings.

The bigger monkey was a boy monkey. He had a golden-brown mohawk that went  from the top of his head, all the way to the tip of his curly q tail. He was by far the coolest of all the boy monkeys his age and fancied himself an inventor.  His name was “Macertang,” which his momkee told him meant “Gift from the Clown Monkey Gods”

The smaller monkey was a girl monkey. She had long beautiful hair the color of dark red plums. She loved wearing her pretty hair in braided monkeytails and was by far the sweetest and funniest of all the girl monkeys. Her name was “Bellarilla,” which her momkee told her meant “Comes with beauty and silliness as gifts from the Clown Monkey Gods”

Macertang and Bellarilla were wonderful and loving to everyone they met. So nice, they were known for their polite manners and gracious, helpful attitudes. Their momkee and dadorilla were extremely proud.

One day, the sky above Macertang and Bellarilla’s house began turning an odd shade of purplish-green. All of the monkeys in the neighborhood looked out their windows at this strange sky.  All wondering what was going on?  The sky hadn’t looked like this in so long, many couldn’t remember or didn’t know what it meant. Bellarilla and Macertang had certainly never seen this before.

Bellarilla ran from her window to Macertang’s room, where to get to his window, where he was currently standing transfixed by the changing sky, she had to climb over a mountain of toys and then swim through a lake of gorlegos. Basically navigate over, under, and through all of the toys that Mace had played with over the course of the last week- but hadn’t bothered to put away.

” MACERTANG!! WHAT IS GOING ON?! DO YOU HEAR THAT STRANGE NOISE?! Bella screamed at her brother, although she was only steps away from him.

” I DON’T KNOW! IT’S TOTALLY CRAZY!!!” He screamed back while jumping up and down. Bella joined him in jumping and throwing her hands dramatically to her head.

The noise was getting louder and louder.  A low moan and giggle getting closer and closer to the family’s neighborhood and home. What was making that noise?

All of the sudden another sound filled the air…

” QUIT JUMPING AROUND AND FIND A QUIET ACTIVITY YOU TWO!!!!” came the voice of their momkee. They quickly stopped jumping, but the noise from outside had gotten closer and louder.  Macertang’s favorite comic statuette “Iron Ape,” sitting on the shelf above his desk was sliding around and he grabbed it just before it fell.

Mace and Bella looked at each other- Eyes wide, mouths dropped open. They quickly looked out the window again.  They could see this dark moving mass of tails and what looked like….monkeys, but different.

“HEY YOU TWO!!! YOUR MOMKEE SAID TO QUIT JUMPING AROUND!!! WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING? YOU SOUND LIKE A HERD OF ELEPHANTS!” yelled Dadorilla as he came flying up the stairs to see what his two little monkeys were up to. As he got to Macertang’s doorway- he stopped suddenly.

Barely visible over the mountain of toys, both kids were silently pressed up against the windows, tails standing straight up and curled over their heads.  Mace turned to see his dad blocking the doorway, mouth agape and eyes wide and getting wider.

“Uh, Hi Dad!….I was cleaning my room and then Bella come in and said I HAD to look out the window and then she was jumping all over the place! It was HER, NOT me!! Mace quickly laid out in an effort to not get into trouble for all the noise, no shame in throwing his little sister under the trouble bus.

At this point Bellarilla realized what was happening and she tore her eyes away from the goings on outside. Her little fists and feet clenched, her tail curled tightly, and her eyes narrowed.

“HE’S! LYING!!” she fired back, “He was looking out the window when he was supposed to be cleaning AND he was jumping too!”

They then turned on each other, hands in fists and alternating between waving and pointing blame at each other, eyes narrowed tightly as if they believed they were firing lasers at one another. All the kindness they showed to others was gone in an instant. Yelling over each other in a flurry of accusations. Little did they know that this fight might be the one to lead to the end of everything as they knew it.

To explain how this fight would be their downfall, we have to go back earlier in the day, earlier in the week….as far back as when they first were hurtful to each other. THAT is when the trouble began, it only got worse with the first tattle, the first yelling fight and mean words to each other…and especially the first hit.

They didn’t notice the strange spots of greenish-purple that would appear in the sky. Spots that could be covered by clouds, and would began to fade as they fought less and found moments of kindness towards one another.  But over the last few months and especially over the last week- they couldn’t find but fleeting moments of kindness towards each other.  In fact, they had been SO mean towards each other that there hadn’t been enough time for the strange spots to shrink back.  The spots were growing at such a rapid rate that in only a matter of a few minutes a brief fight over the color of the cereal bowls to be used at breakfast that morning, had covered 1/4th of the sky purplish-green and by early afternoon the whole sky was almost completely purplish-green and greenish-purple, leading us right to where we were at the beginning of this story.

Dadorilla, looking out the window, realized what had happened and he know. He looked at Mace and  Bella with fear.

“STOP IT! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!” he yelled over their squalor. “MOMKEE- QUICK! GET UP HERE!” He yelled down at Momkee who was cooking in the kitchen.

Momkee could barely hear him calling her and as she paused to hear exactly what he was saying, she caught a glimpse out the kitchen window. Her eyes grew large at the sight of the dark purplish-greenish sky.  The moaning giggles she previously thought were Mace and Bella were something bad.  And she knew what that “bad” was.

Momkee ran upstairs only to have her fears realized. IT was coming for her Macertang and Bellarilla. They only had but moments to fix this or it would change the course of their lives as they knew it.

“Stop fighting! You HAVE to STOP!!” She screamed over the noise of the bickering siblings and moaning giggles getting closer in a voice of choked fear.

Bellarilla and Macertang stopped their bickering and looked at the pale and worried faces of their parents.

“Your fighting and meanness towards one another has called the HOWLER ZOMBKEYS!!!” They are drawn to the calls of sibling rivalry and they thrive on taking the rest of the happiness out of you to keep themselves happy and energized! The meaner you are, the faster their herd grows and the stronger they become. Your behaviour gives them the strength to breakthrough to our world from that of the naughty jungle where the live and thrive off of the happiness they take from here!! They come for those naughty monkeys that have called them- THEY ARE COMING FOR YOU!!!” Momkee and Dadorilla explained as calmly and quickly as they could.

Bellarilla and Macertang looked angrily at one another, each ready to blame the other for breaking the howler zombkeys free to their home. As they did the words of their parents echoed in their heads and they stopped. Fists unclenching, eyes growing wide and scared. In unison they cried to their parents, ” What can we do?! How can we stop them from coming?!”

Their parents sighed, and voices wavering they said “We can only tell you this riddle, it is up to you to figure it out and hopefully fix this.”

Together the parents recited:

“To get rid of howler zombkeys

Quickly do nice things,

that brings smiles and understanding

doing nothing under-handing

a true show of love, patience

kindness and helpfulness

from sibling monkey to sibling monkey”

It was a riddle without much rhyme, but it was what it was. Knowing that the kids has to figure it out themselves, Dadorilla left them with one more thought to propel them to move quickly, “You need to know, we’d do anything in the world for you both and we love you with all our hearts.  You really need to hurry quick because the zombkeys WILL come if you don’t. And they will take away all of the parts of you that allow you to enjoy anything fun and your enjoyment of the treats in life. You won’t enjoy playing, you won’t enjoy sweets or favorite foods, you will try and try to get those feelings you remember- but they won’t come and your craving for them will grow and consume you.”

Mace and Bella’s eyes got HUGE and they gasped. the idea of not being able to have fun and enjoy treats was too horrible!

Momkee and Dadorilla made their way down the stairs. Both knowing their little monkeys were smart and good-hearted. They could and did have the abilities to figure it out.

Bella looked around Mace’s room and thought to herself “Mace not have fun building things with Gorlegos and playing make-believe with Iron Ape and the Apevengers?” Mace couldn’t imagine his sister not enjoying the fun she had playing dress-up in her Princess marsupial or Apepunzel costumes…and those tea parties she was always having playing with her Tinkorilla cafe.

As they stood looking at all of the things they wouldn’t enjoy any longer, it hit both of them “No more birthday party fun! No more yummy birthday banana cake! No more Halloween fun!?”

“We have to fix this!” They yelled in unison at each other.

Mace thought for a moment and he said to Bella “If our fighting is causing this….” Bella finished his thought “We need to stop fighting, AND we need to really be nice to each other!”

Bella teared up “Mace, I don’t want you to not enjoy banana cake and gorlegos.” Macertang took her hand an smiled at her “I can’t imagine not getting to enjoy your favorite birthday pie…and I’d really miss seeing you dressed up as Princess marsupial!”

The sky was still getting a darker shade of greenish-purple; they could hear the pitter-patter of the howler zombkey feet and the swishing of their zombkey tails steering the herd closer to the little sibling monkeys. As loud as it was, it did seem like it might be slowing…or so the family hoped.

This is as far as I got writing this story before I read it to my kids. I decided that the end should be like a chose your own adventure book- like I read when I was a kid. Also, they quickly got that this story was about them…and that I was making a statement about their behaviour towards each other.

I asked them the following questions to help guide the end of the story:

What should Bellarilla and Macertang do to try to make the zombkeys slow down even more?

Do you think that the zombkeys are going to reach Mace and Bella? If they do, do you think they will lose all the ability to enjoy fun and treats?

How long do you think it will be before they get that herd to fully return back to the naughty jungle and have the sky turn back to normal?

Here is the ending that they helped to write:

Macertang looked at Bellarilla and told her “I’m sorry that I’ve been so mean to you. I really do love you and I get mad sometimes because you don’t want to play my games with me and sometimes you don’t invite me to play with you. I will try to help you more than I have been and stop tattling on you.”

Bellarilla looked at Macertang, her eyes welling with tears “I’m sorry I tattled on you and told mom and dad that you hit me when I really hit you- and I’m sorry I hit you. I don’t like it when you tell me I can’t do things because I’m small, I try to be big like you but you tell me I can’t play things with you and your friends when they are over, and you don’t hug me back or say goodnight to me sometimes. I won’t tattle on you, hit you, and not play with you.”

As Bellarilla was finishing her last sentence, the deafening noise had all but stopped. All that could be heard was the swishing of confused zombkey tails.

Together they looked out the windows and saw that the zombkeys were on the lawn looking around. The zombkeys looked miserable…there was no joy in their eyes.

Macertang looked back behind him at the mountain of toys…and he felt it…he felt the joy he got from his toys began to slip from his heart. “Bella, I think we might be too late” he whispered. Tears flowing down Bella’s face as she felt it too.

“Mace, I’ll help you clean your room so you don’t have to look at all of your toys.” Bella offered as she bent down and grabbed a handful of Gorlegos and began to sort them out of the other toys.

“Thanks Bella, I’ll help you clean your room too…”

The noise outside had completely stopped…

Mace and Bella began working on Mace’s room in silence, except to ask or direct where something should go. They worked as a team for hours as the noise on the lawn stayed paused and the sky stayed dark. They paused occasionally to look out the window to see what was going on with the zombkeys. They were still there, waiting to see if the siblings would stay friendly with each other.

It went on like this for weeks until the sky was back to normal. Mace and Bella getting along, playing nicely and remembering to tell each other that they loved each other. The loss of enjoyment not fully gone- a reminder of what could be should they slip back to their old habits.

Dadorilla and Momkee felt an amazing sense of peace and encouraged them to keep it up. Able to focus on other lessons their little monkeys needed to learn.

They weren’t perfect all the time and through the years of growing up, whenever they saw the spots in the sky or even worse, heard the moaning giggles…they knew what they needed to do and they worked hard to get back on track. They helped guide their friends who started to bring on the howler zombkeys back on the track of sibling love.  All in all, they turned out to be great people- an inventor and a dancing princess, and happy as could be- which is all their parents wanted for them in the world.

The end

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~ by itisalwayssomething on December 10, 2011.

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