Some Wintery fun for Halfmoon Mollie
Title: Stopping by the Woods
Genre: Minions
Rating: G
Word count: 610
Prompt:Look out a window and describe what you see. Since all you can see from our window s the other apartment building, I fudged this one a little. Margo tackles a writing assignment.
halfmoon_mollie, I hope you like this little homage to winter. My thanks to Sparky955 for her beta
“Oooo, I hate this,” Margo threw her notebook down on the floor which garnered looks from both of her sisters and the collection of minions in the room.
Edith was busy pounding Kevin’s character into the ground in whatever RP game they’d picked while Agnes and Bob shared tea and cookies with her unicorn and Bob’s teddy bear.
“What’s wrong?” Agnes spit out a mouthful of feathers from the pink boa she wore.
“This stupid homework assignment. I hate it.”
“Whaa tis pik?” Bob asked, looking concerned.
“What is it? I’m supposed to look out the window and write about what I see. I get extra points if I make it a poem.”
Kevin hit pause on his controller and cleared his throat. When he was sure he had everyone’s attention, he recited:
“Ox coy les nama ka pensa ka cono.
lo hoopa tis een ta pamrad taxpia;
le sama non verlo me fubbio aca
da copa lo coy pyx aka com snoka.”
That took Margo a few moments to translate. “Oh, that’s Robert Frost’s Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening. I think my teacher might know that what.”
Kevin made a face and returned to his game. Stuart was halfheartedly collecting trash. “Scripto whaa to verlo.”
“But all I see is the back yard, a bunch of snow-covered toys and bare trees. What’s there to write about?”
“There are naked trees out there?” Agnes was aghast.
“It means they don’t got no leaves on them, stupid,” Edith muttered, making a face at a successful Kevin.
“Don’t be mean, Edith.” Margo motioned to her littlest sister. “Come here, Agnes, and tell me what you see.”
Obligingly, the girl got to her feet, adjusted her tiara, and walked to the window. Bob followed. Together they stood looking out at the back yard for several minutes.
“Okay.”
“So what do you see?”
“Bedtime,” she announced.
“Awwww,” a chorus went up from the minions.
“Not ours, out there. Mommy Nature has put a blanket on everything to keep them safe and warm until the spring.” Agnes walked over to Margo’s desk and she hefted her little sister up. “The way I figure it is that she’s got a headache, you see, from all the birds and the ice cream trucks and kids yelling. When she’s had enough, she makes the leaves fall to give everyone a warning. That’s why we have to go back to school.”
“I see.” Margo was smiling. “When that’s not enough?”
“She sends everyone to bed, the plants, the animals and even us. All that’s left are the trees. When she gets tired of how quiet it is and how scrawny the trees and bushes look without leaves on, she lets spring come back and everyone gets dressed and we can play again.” She sighed. “Until we peg the ‘Go to Bed’ meter.”
“Agnes, you’re a genius.” Margo started writing.
“And if you want a great grade,” Edith said. “Write it in Minionese. She can’t mark you down if she can’t read what you wrote.”
“That’s very helpful, Edith, thank you. I’ll keep that in mind.” She looked back out at the backyard and started making comparisons. This was the best assignment ever!
Whaa tis pik?- What is it?
Ox coy les nama ka pensa ka cono.
lo hoopa tis een ta pamrad taxpia;
le sama non verlo me fubbio aca
da copa lo coy pyx aka com snoka
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
Scripto whaa to verlo. – Write what you see.
Genre: Minions
Rating: G
Word count: 610
Prompt:Look out a window and describe what you see. Since all you can see from our window s the other apartment building, I fudged this one a little. Margo tackles a writing assignment.
halfmoon_mollie, I hope you like this little homage to winter. My thanks to Sparky955 for her beta“Oooo, I hate this,” Margo threw her notebook down on the floor which garnered looks from both of her sisters and the collection of minions in the room.
Edith was busy pounding Kevin’s character into the ground in whatever RP game they’d picked while Agnes and Bob shared tea and cookies with her unicorn and Bob’s teddy bear.
“What’s wrong?” Agnes spit out a mouthful of feathers from the pink boa she wore.
“This stupid homework assignment. I hate it.”
“Whaa tis pik?” Bob asked, looking concerned.
“What is it? I’m supposed to look out the window and write about what I see. I get extra points if I make it a poem.”
Kevin hit pause on his controller and cleared his throat. When he was sure he had everyone’s attention, he recited:
“Ox coy les nama ka pensa ka cono.
lo hoopa tis een ta pamrad taxpia;
le sama non verlo me fubbio aca
da copa lo coy pyx aka com snoka.”
That took Margo a few moments to translate. “Oh, that’s Robert Frost’s Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening. I think my teacher might know that what.”
Kevin made a face and returned to his game. Stuart was halfheartedly collecting trash. “Scripto whaa to verlo.”
“But all I see is the back yard, a bunch of snow-covered toys and bare trees. What’s there to write about?”
“There are naked trees out there?” Agnes was aghast.
“It means they don’t got no leaves on them, stupid,” Edith muttered, making a face at a successful Kevin.
“Don’t be mean, Edith.” Margo motioned to her littlest sister. “Come here, Agnes, and tell me what you see.”
Obligingly, the girl got to her feet, adjusted her tiara, and walked to the window. Bob followed. Together they stood looking out at the back yard for several minutes.
“Okay.”
“So what do you see?”
“Bedtime,” she announced.
“Awwww,” a chorus went up from the minions.
“Not ours, out there. Mommy Nature has put a blanket on everything to keep them safe and warm until the spring.” Agnes walked over to Margo’s desk and she hefted her little sister up. “The way I figure it is that she’s got a headache, you see, from all the birds and the ice cream trucks and kids yelling. When she’s had enough, she makes the leaves fall to give everyone a warning. That’s why we have to go back to school.”
“I see.” Margo was smiling. “When that’s not enough?”
“She sends everyone to bed, the plants, the animals and even us. All that’s left are the trees. When she gets tired of how quiet it is and how scrawny the trees and bushes look without leaves on, she lets spring come back and everyone gets dressed and we can play again.” She sighed. “Until we peg the ‘Go to Bed’ meter.”
“Agnes, you’re a genius.” Margo started writing.
“And if you want a great grade,” Edith said. “Write it in Minionese. She can’t mark you down if she can’t read what you wrote.”
“That’s very helpful, Edith, thank you. I’ll keep that in mind.” She looked back out at the backyard and started making comparisons. This was the best assignment ever!
Whaa tis pik?- What is it?
Ox coy les nama ka pensa ka cono.
lo hoopa tis een ta pamrad taxpia;
le sama non verlo me fubbio aca
da copa lo coy pyx aka com snoka
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
Scripto whaa to verlo. – Write what you see.