Tale of the Week 15 - The Winner
One man stands alone...
“WHAT IS LOVE? OH BABY DON’T HURT ME—“
Apparently most TotW readers like to sing.
Sing loud and wihtout hesitation.
Without hesitation, Naturalist storms to victory in TotW 15
Here is the winning story:
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Tancred wasn't like the other Germans. He didn't like fighting. He liked dancing and signing!
The warriors didn't know this, but they suspected it. Tancred was always humming to himself on the march, moving in tune to the sound of their feet. But he hadn't run from battle yet, so they left him alone.
Until tonight.
The Germans had come upon a frozen lake, made camp, and turned in for the night. Tancred pretended to sleep, but after the last drunken German passed out, he opened his eyes and sprung up. He rummaged through his sack and grabbed a pair of skates made from swords attached to bits of wood and leather. He rushed towards the lake dressed in a skintight leather suit that was decorated with feathers and colourful leaves.
On the ice, he did a quick triple axel and skated around, beaming joyously. He started humming to himself. Then he did a spin, a jump, and landed it perfectly. He began to sing softly. “Oh, I don't know why you're not there…I give you my love, but you don't care …so what is right and WHAT IS WRONG!” He ended the verse loudly and heard grunting emanate from the camp. He looked towards the lakeshore, and many men were at the lakeshore, carrying axes and looking angry. But such was his joy at skating, Tancred didn’t care. He sang even louder. He shouted, “What is love? Oh baby, don't hurt me! Don't hurt me, no more!”
Tancred kept on, louder. “WHAT IS LOVE? OH BABY DON’T HURT ME—“
He was cut off--the warriors had stepped onto the lake. One of them opened his mouth--
“WHOA WHOA WHOA, OOOOH OOOOH! WHOA WHOA WHOA, OOOOH OOOOH!” he bellowed.
Thus Tancred, with his newfound friends, danced the night away.
