Oh yeah, I can see clearly now the rain is gone. Once upon a time there lived a little princess who lived in a Kingdom where Rainbows eternally painted the sky and all in the land supped on pancakes or waffles and some kind of pork product every Sunday morning.
The little princess led a happy life and played amongst the rainbows almost everyday but was warned by the King and Queen to be wary of climbing Grouse Mountain for a strange creature, part dragon, part pidgeon, dwelled there and he was a crabby one at that.
This dire warning frightened the little princess…
… and made her a touch grumpy for she wanted so much to munch on apples from the apple tree that resided at the top of Grouse Mountain. Plus she heard there were some funky lobster mushrooms there too.
So she asked her fairy godmother to whip her up a magic cape that would let no harm be done to her, and she took the King's hand and together they made their way up Grouse Mountain. Oh yes, there was one more magical item they carried on the King's back. A tiny little Elf who played beautiful music continuously throughout the whole trip on his magical carrot/flute.
And so merrily they made their way up and lo and behold they found the apple tree and the little Princess was once again the happiest little Autumn Fairy Princess again. No sign of grouse. Phew.
And everyone lived happily, bird-phobia free, ever after. The end.