A little story, for anyone who wants to laugh.
The Yoghurt And The Prince
Once upon a time, in a land here far far far away (and yet so close), there was a Prince wearing boots with heels and a beautiful yellow cape and long black gloves.
The prince swirled through his castle and headed to the kitchen where he found his maids and gave them an unusual request: "Dear servants of mine~" he spoke while swirly bowing to greet his maids. The prince put on a smile as the maids paid all their attention on him. "~May I request for a kilo of yoghurt?" The prince asked.
The maids looked shocked at each other when one of them turned to the prince "My sir~" the maid said, bowing "~ May I ask why you'd request for so much yoghurt?"
The prince laughed at the question. "Oh darling, Those are just the preparations of the Apocalypse"
once again the maids were questioned by the words the prince spoke, yet they obeyed and handed the prince a kilo of yoghurt.
As sneaky as the Prince could, he took the yoghurt to his room of preference and heated it up with a special wizardy object.
A voice spoke from the shadows and said "Surely Prince, heating yoghurts is such a good idea."
which was 'reassuring' to hear, it didn't stop the Prince.
Once The Voice Of Reason arrived and taught the Prince an important lesson: Yoghurts are not supposed to be heated!
But how was the prince supposed to know?
He has to undo the damage he did to the yoghurts and make them relive! No-one was supposed to know his mistake, he took them, the yoghurts and hid them as he quick but silent went to the kitchen. Luckily out of sight of any servants.
The prince stared at the wizardy things of Northpole cold... There were two of them. The less cold one and the terrible cold one.
Which one would be the best for the yoghurts to be brought back to life? The longer they lasted warm, the worse it'd be...
The decision fell. The prince took the coldest option and risked his own life to be a frozen skeleton as he placed the yoghurts in the frozen North pole box.
The voice from the shadows spoke "Do you think that is a good idea?"
Of course the prince didn't listen to the shadows.
The prince returned to his room of preference as if nothing happened.
