Two maidens imagined there was a witch living in their woods.
“We should go see,” said the first maiden.
“Yes!” said the second maiden. “But we should bring a snack, in case we get hungry.”
“Do you think we’ll be gone for long?”
“I don’t know,” said the second maiden. “Possibly.”
So the two maidens made a snack.
“I just had a thought,” said the first maiden. “What if there really is a witch? What if she’s hungry and we look absolutely delicious to her?”
The second maiden put down the hunk of cheese she was holding. She thought for a moment.
“We’ll bring a snack for her, too,” she said.
“A snack even more delicious than us. So if she’s hungry the witch will eat the snack instead of us.”
“Yes!” agreed the first maiden. “Do they like cheese? Witches?”
“Excuse me?” said a little voice. “Pardon me? Can we please go? Can we leave? We’re very sorry. We didn’t mean to disturb you — we only wanted to see. We can go home now, if you don’t mind. We won’t tell. We won’t ever come back, I promise. Please?”
The two maidens were silent for a moment.
“What we should do,” said the first maiden, “is eat them first, I think, and then go.”
“But still bring a snack?”
So that is what they did.
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