Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Crossover with Popular Myths about the first Thanksgiving

After traveling over from England, the first settlers of the Old Lincoln School soon set up quarters on the second and third floor. Life was hard for the settlers - the Macbeths' room had too many dressers, King Duncan had to shave with a straight razor, and the MacDuffs had to subsist on nothing but one banquet which always seemed to be forever uneaten. Still, they had much to be thankful for.


It was Mrs. Danvers who suggested they gather together their bounty to give thanks. Duncan did some planting and gardening, the MacDuffs gathered all the rotting meat they thought they could spare, and - at Lady Macbeth's insistence - Mrs. Danvers brewed up a big portion of poisoned Cawdor Seed milk stuff.


"Truly", said King Duncan, "We have much to be thankful for. This great bounty should be shared by all."


It was also Mrs. Danvers who suggested inviting the Old Lincoln School's native population, Hecate and the witches. There had been some issues with them since the settlers first arrived, and the noise from their naked strobe-light raves often kept the settlers awake. "I used to like the Jokers of the Scene remix of H Muet before we moved here, but if I have to hear it again I'm totally going to kill someone", Macbeth was often heard to remark.


"It's the neighborly thing to do", Mrs. Danvers said about inviting Hecate and the witches. "If we're going to get along in this school, we should try and open a dialogue. Make the first peace offering."


To the surprise of many, Hecate and witches accepted. Though their dress and manner was strange, Hecate and the witches soon entered the main banquet hall, bringing with them some food items of their own.


"Look at that", said Lady Macbeth, "They've brought corn and ice cream!"


"You may call it corn", said the bald witch, "but we call it maize."


"And you may call this ice cream", said Hecate, "but we call it Frusen Glädjé."


Soon they all sat around the table. Duncan stood up, a bell rang, and everyone started cold making out in slow motion.


"This is so great", said Lady MacDuff, "We should do this three times a night. At set intervals."


A noise was heard to the left, and the assembled celebrants all gasped in horror as they saw what approached.


"I brought pie", said Banquo's ghost.


3 comments:

  1. Ok, now THIS is my new favorite. I'm glad I wasn't drinking anything when Banquo's ghost arrived.

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  2. what Erica said. . . . and Jordan. And, I am thankful for SNMCOFFB

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