"Threre are three things to remember when climbing a beanstalk" Melody said. "Firstly remember that the large green leaves are made of the memories of small children, if you touch them too long you will find yourself giggling with wild abandon, or sobbing uncontrollably, it really is a fifty-fifty kind of thing."
Jack moved his gaze from the beanstalk to Melody, who had moved over to sit on a giant toadstool, legs crossed "indian style" like the picture he had seen in his mom's Cosmo." Why would that be a bad thing?" He asked.
"Well." She began, touching her index finger to her nose. "Say you are about to be engaged in a seriousness contest while climbing, well? You would surely lose if in the middle of your disertation on the globalization of the pumpkin market, you started giggling right?"
"I guess." Jack said wrily. "I will make sure not to touch the big green leaves if it looks like seriousness is called for."
"Excellent!" Clapped Melody. "Now, be careful when you touch the medium yellow leaves, for their touch will make you stop and reflect about your first love."
"That would be you." Jack interrupted.
A rose tint blushes Melody's cheeks. "Yes, well."
"Why is remembering your first love a bad thing?" Jack asked.
"Well, along with the remembering, comes an overwhelming desire to write bad poetry and sing love songs."
"Ah, I see." Said Jack, quickly shoving a scribbled piece of poetry into his pocket. "And the third thing?"
Melody slid off the top of the toadstool, her feet becoming hidden in the grass. "Whatever you do, no matter how many green leaves or yellow leaves that you must touch, do not...and I cannot stress this enough...do not touch the small red leaves." She said as she wiped her hands on her yellow dress.
"And why is that?" Asked Jack as he moved to stand before her.
"If you touch the red leaves, everyone who ever loved you will forget you." She shuddered. "And I cannot bear to think about that."
Jack gently lifts her chin and kisses her for three days on the mouth. He smiles "I wouldn't want that either."and then as he turns he whispers "Again...it took too long this time to get you to fall back in love with me." He looks over his shoulder and smiles and begins to giggle wildly as he starts his climb.
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