Mikey in Travisland: Chapter 1-The Trabbit and the Queen of Farts

Chapter 1-The Trabbit and the Queen of Farts (pictures: Mikey, Trabbit, Queen of Farts)

One day Mikey was taking a walk. A normal wonderful wandering winsome walk. A walk seeing beautiful birds, colorful fragrant flowers, towering trees, interesting insects, and awesome architecture.
But wait! This was no normal ambulatory affair. For at the signpost up ahead, beside a mirrored wall, the Mikey entered unbeknownst to him, the Travisland.
The first unusual creature Mikey came upon was the Trabbit. It looked like a normal rabbit, except it had a human face! Complete with eye glasses!
“I’m late. I’m late. For a very important date.” Mikey asked, ” A date with whom?” The Trabbit responded, “A date with the Queen of Farts of course.” Mikey had a thought about another place seemingly so familiar right now. He asked the Trabbit, “So how many hearts does a Trabbit have?” The Trabbit replied, being a bit miffed, “Why would you ask such a silly question? Everyone knows it is three.” Mikey queried, “So the Queen of Farts has captured your hearts?” The Trabbit responded, “We are not in the ‘Pearls Before Swine’ comic strip you rude ridiculous rapscallion.
Just then a supersonic boom occured. The ground shook, the trees bowed low to the ground, the birds fell out of the sky, and lizards lost their tails. The Trabbit commented, “My lovely Queen of Farts approaches!” Trumpeters trumpeted and drummers drummed and a crier cried out: “All hail the Queen of Farts!”
The Queen of Farts temporarily ignored the Trabbit for the interesting stranger she had not seen before. Mikey and the Trabbit bowed low to the Queen who told them, “You may rise now.”
The Queen interrogated Mikey, “Who are you stranger with that strange face? One whom God did misplace? Against the Trabbit you can win no race, for he is a very good racing ace. Answer now or face disgrace from me ordering your head displaced.”
The Mikey replied, “What land is this place, that has a Queen with so much grace? Decked out in silks, furs, jewels, and lace, who rules graciously over men not base?”
The Queen responded, “You seem to speak our language well. The answer to your questions I now shall tell. This is the Empire of Travisland ruled by Emperor Travis the Kind and Empress April the Beautiful. I am the Queen of only a part, a maternal cousin to Emperor Travis the Smart. I am daughter of Lady June the Gracious, sister to Queen May the Joyous, the mother of Emperor Travis the Kind. I am the maiden Queen of Stinksalot, the western part of Travisland which has six parts”
Mikey asked the Queen of Farts if she knew how he could Travisland depart. She replied that she did not, but perhaps Travis the Cartographer, Emperor Travis the Kind’s paternal first cousin might know. “Follow that road and you will find his abode.” “Thank you, my Queen,” said Mikey bowing low and down the road he did go.

 

Next Chapter

 

Published by

MichaelSchwing

I am a poet, writer, photographer, genealogist, homeless advocate, with interests in languages, history, numismatics, philately, heraldry, books, antiques, fossils, shells, rocks and minerals, Ancient Egypt, Africana, and Native Americana and of course, everything Irish.

Leave a comment