"Once upon a time there was a normally cheery grasshopper, he was the most cheery one out of the village…"

The Angel started.

"I think I'll go down to the pond today" He said to himself. He sat next to the pond looking at himself for a little while and then a small leave fell and landed on his head. "I look like a king." He smiled, "Oh look at me, I'm king… Don't I look good?"

He then started to imagine what it would be like to be a king,

"Everyone would bow to me, and I would be able to eat whenever I wanted with out doing anything else."

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