The Goat & The Fawn Halloween Spooktacular

Welcome guys and ghouls to the annual Halloween party hosted by the lovely Vanessa at A Fanciful Twist. If you were here for our Mad Tea Party with V over the Summer, than you'll know that our love struck duo The Goat and The Fawn where expecting - our wee one arrived 5 days after the party. :) To celebrate Acorn's first Halloween and to give those who are back a sneak peek at our babe, I've got a spooky tale about our trio. Hope you enjoy!

(Confused about who the Goat and the Fawn are? Find Part 1 of their story here and Part 2 here.)

A Kidnapping

For the Kid's first Halloween, the Goat and the Fawn decided to take him Trick-or-Treating in the neighboring village of Boo Hollow. It was a very festive town that took Halloween very seriously; all of the residents dressed up and celebrated the big night. Having never visited for Halloween, the family was very excited.

And so, the Kid was dressed in his finest gnome hat and beard and he and the Fawn set off down the path to the village. The Goat had a few things to finish up at the cottage before joining them for the festivities.


When they arrived in town, the Fawn was awestruck; it was even better than the stories had let on! There was a zombie wedding, mummy lovers entangled on a bench, even a headless horseman chasing boys and girls around the village square!


The two trick-or-treated at the cottages nearest the square, not wanting to wander far so when the Goat arrived he could join them. They ran across all manner of ghouls and goblins, black cats, bats and even a living scarecrow!


So they weren't the least bit put off by a crow landing on a lamp post nearby. Nor were they disturbed when the bird seemed to be murmuring something about a juicy something or other to itself, after all it was Halloween and they'd seen plenty of weird things as well as a plethora of treats littering the pathways.


But as they walked beneath the post where the crow was muttering, the Fawn caught what the juicy object it was interested in was... her son! She tried to flee, but too late! With a whoosh of air, the sting of talons and a flurry of wings she was knocked down and the Kid was snatched!


The Goat, having just arrived in the town square, saw the attack and tried to get to their side in time but was waylaid by a group of small goblins rushing past on their way to the next cottage. When he reached the Fawn he knelt down and checked her for injuries. She stammered at him about the crow saying their child was a juicy morsel as she batted away his helping hands in distress.

The Goat had seen the crow fly off to the East and demanded they give chase.


Rushing up the pathway to the East, they were stopped by a nervous fellow outside of the very last cottage on the edge of a thick, dark wood. He stammered at them that they should stay away from the woods tonight, lest they wish to dance with Death. They hurriedly told the tale of the kidnapping crow and the man's face fell even further in to despair, for the crow was well known as a villain within the village.


The crow was the familiar of the evil witch who dwelled deep within the forest and she often sent him to terrorize the villagers. But each Halloween, his mistress sent him on the most vile of errands... to collect a child for her supper. While the villagers were too scared to confront her, worried that should they try and fail, she'd steal their children out of spite.

The pair were horrified at the fate which lie waiting for their son within the forest, and determined to rescue him and put a stop to the witch's wicked ways. And so they set off, through thickety thorns and tripping ivy, in to the darkness of the woods.

Meanwhile, the crow had delivered the Kid to the witch's cottage. She cackled and thanked her pet before turning to the boy with a look of hunger in her black eyes. Grabbing him around his waist, she retreated in to her cottage.


There she put the boy in to a large cauldron, around which were scattered the bones of previous vile suppers, and proceeded to add all manner of horrible ingredients in to the water with the helpless Kid.



As she was about to hang the cauldron in the fire place, the crow outside let out a strangled squawk. Having seen the feathery devil, the Fawn had hit the wicked bird with a large stick, knocking it cold. The Witch looked up just as the Goat burst through the door and let out a mighty roar. As he and the witch fought, the Fawn retrieved her son from the horrid bath in which he'd been placed and as they reached the cottage's door, the Goat tossed the evil hag in to the fire.


The three of them escaped the woods, the witches shrieks fading away behind them. Having rid the village of the evil within its woods, the trio were named the Heroes of Boo Hollow.

The End

P.S. No witches or crows were actually hurt in this Halloween Merrymaking. WE're actually quite fond of both around here. ;)

The Fawn and The Goat - Part Two

You may recall that a few years ago,
A cheeky Goat met and wooed a certain Doe.


Maybe you've wondered what happened to the pair?
Perhaps curious if that love of theirs is still in the air?


Three years have passed since that Midsummer eve,
when the Goat kissed the Fawn 'neath the red bud tree.


The pair sit sipping a romantic tea,
a few shorts weeks before the two become three!


Yes, friends, it's true, a babe is on the way!
"But what will it be?" several of you say!


Will it have horns tall and thin,
or will it have curved ones to match its grin?


Will it be silly?
Will it be cheeky?
Will it be daring?
Will it be hairy?


We won't know 'til the babe is here,
who knows what you get when you mix
a goat and a deer!





Happy Mad, Mad Tea party! Thank you all so much for visiting. To visit other parties, please click the image in my sidebar to be whisked away to Miss. Vanessa's A Fanciful Twist blog, where the list resides. :)

A Haunted Halloween

I'm late for a date with the imaginative Vanessa, who weaves tales of magic and wonder over at A Fanciful Twist. But, shall I call it late or simply extending the party weekend even closer to our beloved Hallowe'en?

I'll go with party extension. ;) Thank you for visiting my haunted soiree!

Enter through the corridor,
of orange and black,
past those who've gone to Nevermore,
and never shall come back.



In to the place where skeletons play,
where Witches gather,
to put you under their spell,
where lovers endlessly dance and sway.





Follow the Trick or Treater,
down the Pumpkin Lit Path,
Past skull and raven alike,
Careful to mind the webs,
and avoid the spider's wrath!





There you'll find the vampires' home,
fret not for they won't bite you!
The table's set with treats galore,
lit up by a captured boo!





We hope that you've enjoyed your feast,
and your visit to our home,
Now set your feet on the path back out,
but turn 'round you must not,
For the dead are always looking for someone to join them in the gloam.

Cottage Tea

In the late afternoon sun, a girl sat in the slanting light, sipping tea as her eyes devoured the words of a brand new book.
The tale, set in the woodland countryside, enchanted and entranced her. She sipped and read, sipped and read. And once or twice; she closed her eyes for just a moment.


Third time, they say, is a charm and the girl opened her eyes and before her; the tiny cottage adorning her reading table had come to life!


Nestled amidst mossy ground and towering toadstools, the quaint cottage lay. Warm glow coming from inside.
The girl's feet led her towards the partially opened door, her mind lost in wonder.


Closer, closer she crept and before she knew it, she was inside.
But as her foot touched cottage floor, the mysterious cottage went dark!


The girl tiptoed through the darkness towards a single window.
And as she grew closer, candles sputtered to life!



'Whooo Whoooo is that tiptoeing through our house,
Towards my nest,
Quiet as a mouse?'




The timid girl knew not how to reply, she'd never heard an owl speak!
She's only ever seen them fly!

A tiny voice peeped up from behind,
"Leave her be, Aveline! Its nearly time for tea!"



"Tea! Tea!" Many tiny voices chimed,
With a snort and a neigh the girl heard a voice say,
'I do hope you'll stay for tea time!'



The girl sipped her tea as she spoke with the revelers.
So many faces and names, she could barely remember them all!


There was Mousey Hood and his band of Merry Mice constantly squabbling with the Sheriff of Rattingham!


There was the White Rabbit who, the Horse with No Name whispered to the girl, is terrible at keeping time!


There was the Romantic Mister Rhythm who sang a song to his lady love, the dancing girl.


... as scorned love Lancelot rode his steed, Wounded Pride, away from the mushy affair.

Mister Dumpty, who couldn't keep his balance,
And a Winged Pig named simply 'Dream'.



And the girl, in that afternoon, grew to know and love them all.
Even grumpy old owl, Aveline, who guarded her glittering egg.



But alas, even the most fun parties cannot last forever.
Time marches on, whether we wish it to or not.


And once more, as the girl sat in the soft candle light, she felt herself blinking slowly.

Once...


Twice...


...Thrice.


And back in the afternoon light was the girl with her cup of tea, her book and her tiny cottage.
Time it seems, is a trickier thing than thought as well,
for the girl had not been a girl in a very long time.
A woman grown was she,
Yet creatures unbelievable had invited her to tea.
For while she was grown, a girl she was at heart.

She still believes in Magic and Wishes and Dreams...

Do you?



Thank you for visiting me and my troupe of tea craving critters! I hope you enjoyed our tale of magic, wonder and of course, tea!

And a very special thank you to Mad, Magical Hostess Vanessa for hosting us all on the wondrous weekend adventure! This is her 6th tea party, my 4th, and it is one of the things I look most forward to in the summer.

To visit her as well as other party guests, please click the image below and you'll be whisked to her blog A Fanciful Twist!



Crafty Credits for those Curious!
(Always give credit, where credit is due!)

The wee cottage that was the inspiration for this entire story (no lie, the beginning of the tale is fairly accurate as to how I got the idea and motivation to work on this year's party!) was made by crafty faery & mess maker Knickertwist! You can visit here here

The beautiful nest with its sparkly, glittery egg was crafted by the fabulously talented Tricia Fountaine! You can visit her here.

The knitted owl was gifted to me a few years back in a craft swap, but sadly, I cannot remember from whom as it was a large group affair. :(