THE LAND OF THE JILLIE-VILLIES- RETURN OF THE EVIL DECEPTIVE DEMON
in 2006, serious planning began for a sequel that was to be longer, full of humour, romance, evil demons, supernatural themes, possibly a little of violence and.... was going to be at least 10 TIMES BETTER THAN THE FiRST ONE. So after 4 years of spasmodic work on the story... it is finally FINISHED! Well at least part one is...and here it is:
*Disclaimer: the following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
After several peaceful years in the land of the Jillie-Villies, the tranquillity was suddenly disturbed by an unknown source of despair and destruction. The first sign of a disturbance was at the annual Royal Ball when Sir Jonathonathon Athonathon's sparkly magnificent medal of specialness was stolen by a person or persons' unknown.
The whole town heard about the unfortunate happenings on JV News and was extremely horrified at such disturbing information. Nothing of this nature had happened since the notorious evil deceptive Deborah Rose was at large. Fearful whispers of her return were beginning to surface. We are yet to receive confirmation on the unknown source, I will say this though... it was not a good time to be in the land of the Jillie-Villies.
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Meanwhile many, many miles away, Prince Mitchellthon Athitchlethon, brother of the beautiful Princess Laurina Kortina, had just stopped with his Nobel Stead (White Stallion) for a drink at the Lake of Life. They were enjoying the peaceful aura that surrounds the lake when suddenly the once calm water was bubbling like a kid blowing on their milkshake straw and something started to emerge from the water. The site of the rising girl was breathtaking. Prince Mitchellthon Athitchlethon thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on, in fact probably the most beautiful girl in the land. She approached him and asked him to take her back to his village. She looked up at him and the moment their eyes met the Prince felt as though every thought had been wiped from his mind and the most important thing in the world was to take this enchanting unidentified woman back to the Village of the Jillie Villies.
What Prince Mitchellthon Athitchelthon did not realise was that the beautiful woman was really the evil deceptive Deborah Rose, who underneath her deceiving disguise she was as horrible and appalling as Santa forgetting Christmas. With her cold, frozen heart and ridiculously hard bunions on her size 6 feet she was nothing but pure evil. In her monstrous form she may look like your average slime faced villain, but in reality... she is so much more than that.
How is this possible you ask? Well, it just so happened, that the rose bomb everybody thought had destroyed Deborah Rose all those years ago, did not completely erase her from the earth but merely postponed the real destruction she had planned for the land of the Jillie Villies. One windy day after the explosion, her remains were blown far into the west, by a gust of wind some villagers believe was sent by the Devil himself, into the Lake of Life where she was made whole, but not completely whole because she still had an ugly gaping hole in her heart. She was trapped in her liquefied form, waiting until just the right unsuspecting fool drank from the depths of the Lake of Life. This unsuspecting fool, well you know who he was...
When the Prince and this strange mystical woman finally got back to the village (thirty minutes later) Prince Mitchellthon Athitchlethon felt the sudden urge to ask for her hand in marriage! She, of course, said yes because this was undoubtedly part of her evil plan which no doubt was about to wreak havoc amongst the Land of the Jillie-Villies. The Prince introduced his beautiful fiancé to all in the land. Every single, woman who thought they ever had a chance with the Prince were devastated and extremely jealous of the woman's flawless beauty. The women refused to give "Harobed Esor" (Deborah Rose) a chocolate drop hat, which everybody in the village wears as a symbol of unity and friendship because they did not want her to be a part of their village. Clearly, their intuition was telling them this was no normal woman.
Because the Prince wanted his beloved fiancé to have a hat and be an important part of his village he did the only option he had when so many were against him. He went to seek out the O Wise Jillie-Villie, whom the town was named after. He could not understand why even some of the men objected to inducting Harobed Esor into the Village. The O Wise Jillie-Villie would give him insight into this problem.
O wise Jillie-Villie lived in a mansion on a hill next to the hill on which the Royal families servants lived, which was next to the hill on which the Royal family themselves, lived. A Wise-O-Wall, invented by O Wise Jillie-Ville, protected her house, which made the mansion invisible to the unwise eye.
Now because the Prince and the whole Royal family are so wise they can usually see the castle. But alas, Prince Mitchellthon Athitchlethon was utterly disturbed to discover that he could not find the mansion anywhere. He knew where it should be and was standing on the exact spot but it was as if he was just standing on a normal green hill with a completely flat surface. There was no sign of a massive mansion anywhere (duh!). Yet again, the Prince did not know that the reason he could not see through the Wise-O-Wall was because he was being unknowingly unwise. Marrying Deborah Rose who he thought was 'Harobed Esor' was going to be a very, very unwise decision according to the O Wise Jillie-Villie. Deborah Rose was controlling the Prince with her secret mind powers. She had put a spell over the Lake of Life, which affected him when he drank from it and wiped his mind of anything that might have distracted him from her.
It was quite late now and the Prince just wanted to rest. His beautiful fiancé, aka evil deceptive Deborah Rose, suggested that they go to her cottage for the night so they didn't have to be disturbed by the others at the Palace. Prince Mitchelthon Athitchelthon obliged and they headed off to the Valley where her beautiful white cottage was.
When they got to the cottage Prince Mitchelthon Athitchelthon was slightly surprised to see that the cottage was absolutely beautiful. It was so clean and sparkly looking, with a nice evergreen, flowering garden. However, when he stepped inside he was outright horrified to see what a mess it was. It was disgusting with a thick layer of dust covering the floor, fungus, and grime growing on everything he could see, and rats nosing in the piles of rubbish littering the hallway. He wondered how something so nice on the outside could be so, so terribly horrible on the inside.
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Next morning when Prince Mitchelthon Athitchelthon expressed his feelings of disgust about the house to his dear fiancé, he told her he would give her the funds to get it cleaned up and redecorated, she was not happy at first (because she likes filth, because she is an evil monster...) but agreed saying if it made him happy. The Prince thought that surely there was no way anyone could live like this without getting some sort of disease. The Prince then left for the Palace to announce his wedding and left the evil, deceptive Deborah Rose to call for the painter in the village to come to fix up the inside of her house.
She was calling Paton the Painter from 'Painton', the only painter in the land, who guarantees that he will "paint-on" your paint, well that's what the add says anyway.
Paton said he would come as soon as possible, anything for a member of the Royal family, or future member mind you. Deborah Rose used her magic to clean up all the rubbish and fungi but decided to leave the rats, thinking they gave the house some character.
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Now back to the real story, Sir Jonathon Athonathon was weeping in the Sheriff's office because they still had not managed to find the culprit of this unspeakable crime. Sir Jonathon Athonathon was so distressed and very tired due to the lack of sleep he had had since his medal was so cruelly taken. He felt so lost without his medal of specialness hanging around his neck, without it he was of course not so special. Sheriff Willough tried to reassure Sir Jonathon by telling him that they were doing everything they could to try and find the thief and he would be severely punished. Also, Sheriff Willough had received a tip-off that Bradley Gadley Clown man/Gift stealer was back in business. He had been spotted all over town at several children's parties, fleeing the scenes with giant bags filled with what we can only assume were presents, as there have been no missing children. Sir Jonathon Athonathon was going to sleep easy tonight knowing that the Sheriff had Bella Caramella, Wonder Sniffer Dog out helping all the troupes.
As soon as this peaceful thought came to mind, Sir Jonathon Athonathon was pulled back from his reverie by an ear-splitting; crashing noise from outside. They ran out to see what all the commotion was about only to discover that it was just the village idiot, Jedi Night who was trying to impress some very scared looking schoolgirls. By the looks of the debris, he had tried to ride his unicycle to show off his impressive skills (because girls only like guys who have great skills!). However, he only managed to ride a little way when he lost his balance and crashed into a number of dustbins by the alley. The girls screamed as he got up and made advances towards them. One of them managed to come to their senses and shouted for them to run and they all went sprinting off around the corner.
The Sheriff sighed and muttered, 'every afternoon, freaking village idiot!' as he hurried off to put him in the cell for an hour or so, knowing full well that his attempts at teaching the idiot a lesson are futile, at least gets him out of the way for a bit.
Sir Jonathon Athonathon had now lost hope and decided to go for a long walk to clear his head and then maybe he would drown his sorrows later with a big bucket of double chocolate, chocolate chip ice-cream.
He decided to walk around the valley and see the beautiful Lake of Life to help calm him down, it usually always works. On his way to the lake, he noticed Paton the Painter from "Painton" the only painter in the land, who guarantees that he would 'paint-on' your paint, drive past in his "Painton" paint truck. Jonathon Athonathon became quite curious as to why Paton would be driving to that side of town to the valley, seeing as no one lived in that area he would not have anything to paint.
The valley was just that, a valley, no one lived in the valley. The people of Jillie-Villie for years have been trying to make their Valley as clean and beautiful so that it would create a reason for tourists to come and visit, they loved visitors. Their want for visitors was also due to fact that the oracle confessed last year the Village was to go into a time of great poverty sometime in the near future because everyone was so kind and giving to neighbouring villages.
Sir Jonathon Athonathon decided to think nothing of Paton the painter's suspicious acts and continue his journey to the lake of life. After all, he did have more important things to think about.
When he finally got there, the peaceful aura surrounding the lake calmed him down straight away. Sir Jonathon was comforted just by seeing the lakes beauty and breathing in all the fresh air.
As he was basking in the sunshine, the look of a beautiful white cottage was noticeable through the gaps in the trees. Sir Jonathon Athonathon knew every part of this valley like the back of his hand and he had never before seen such a cottage right in the middle of the valley.
Sir Jonathon Athonathon felt a sudden rush of fury. Who gave permission for someone to build a house in his carefully preserved vegetation? He thought he would sort this out straight away and was already on his way up to the house to ask the owner what possessed them to ruin his town's greatest attraction when he saw that Paton's 'Paint-on' truck was parked outside of the house and the front door was ajar.
So this is why Paton was heading this way but what could he have to do with this serious breach of justice? He decided to go for the secret ninja approach so he could find out as much as possible before revealing himself.
Sir Jonathon Athonathon quietly crept up to the white picket fence surrounding the area of the house where he was luckily concealed behind a large Flutterby bush. At that moment none other than Paton the Painter from "Painton" emerged from the house followed by a woman so beautiful that he had completely forgotten where he was for a couple of minutes before he snapped out of it. Sir Jonathon Athonathon noticed the pair were acting very friendly, too friendly if you asked him. They were definitely most obviously flirting. This was an outrage.
As Jonathon Athonathon very well knew Paton the Painter from "Painton" has been happily married to his wife Tahneeti for three long years and they were actually expecting a baby girl.
Paton the Painter from "Painton" walked to his truck to get some supplies, two large pots of paint and a couple of brushes and the woman went back inside. Jonathon Athonathon assumed that Paton was here to paint the inside of this goddess's house. As he went inside, the woman walked outside with some gardening tools and a watering can. She must be going to prune her garden thought Jonathon Athonathon.
Sir Jonathon sat behind the Flutterby bush for nearly an hour before Paton the Painter from "Painton" came out of the house with his stuff and put it back in the truck. He had obviously finished for the day.
Sir Jonathon Athonathon thought he must not have done much work in only an hour; usually, Paton is sufficient and gets the job done without wasting time. The woman put down her pruning scissors and walked over to Paton to talk to him. They were talking for about fifteen minutes. Jonathon Athonathon was disappointed that he could not hear exactly what they were saying but he did hear the odd occasional words like thank you, wrong and sweet. Then he saw them kiss! They kissed! Well, that was just not on! Married men do not kiss other women, Sir Jonathon thought to himself, making a mental note to give Paton a talking too. In Jonathon Athonathons haste to get back to the village to investigate more about this mystery woman, he failed to see the most important thing that came out of the, quite literally, deadly kiss. From the eyes of any other third party observer on the scene, they would have noticed that almost instantly after the kiss occurred Paton the Painter from "Painton" painters fell to the ground as his lips turned the poison colour of a poisonous kiss, and was seen dragged into the house by a spell of the evil. deceptive. Deborah Rose.
Sir Jonathon Athonathon practically ran all the way back to the village, mustering all the energy he had. When he entered the Village square he found lots of posters and signs that had been roughly stuck on every pole, shop window, and bin he could see. Sir Jonathon moved closer to examine one of the posters. He felt a pang of annoyance as he read the invitation was for the wedding of Prince Mitchelthon Athitchelthon, Princess Laurina Kortina's brother, to a woman whose name he did not recognise. Sir Jonathon knew there was definitely something wrong here. Sir Jonathon Athonathon was very close to the Prince and knew for a fact that the Prince would at least tell him about this engagement before he told the whole town and he was not even aware the Prince was dating anyone, especially someone so obviously foreign. All he knew now was that he was going to get to the bottom of this mystery if it was the last thing he did.
Sir Jonathon Athonathon went home feeling a little irritated that he did not know where this girl came from and how long she had even been here for. He thought he knew everyone and everything about the town. He was at least glad to see he had an invite waiting for him in his letterbox.
To be continued...
