This month on the Blog Chain, Amparo wants us to post a love letter to a villain. How fun! And I have lots of fave villains, but this particular letter is to someone very near and dear to my heart .... I give you,
Okay, sister, I'm gonna give it to ya straight. My dogs are barkin' ... and I don't mean those furry four legged friends, I mean my feet. I'm done with all the walking, running, dancing. I want to SWIM! Please oh please give me fins! I was never truly a land-lubber--my heart just ain't in it. Deep down inside I've always known I was meant to swim. The ocean's my true home. It calls to me every time I see it ... the sound, the smell, the salty taste on my skin.
And let's not forget about all those trippy fish and brain corals. A feast for the eyes! Sure, I know the water's cold and I'll get sick of seaweed salad and sushi for every meal, but I'm willing to sacrifice. And I realize I won't get to see my family all the time, but there's these things called shell phones now. I'll call, I promise! And hey, if you can swing turning the whole fam's feet into fins, I'll be your personal slave .... um, okay, not really... but I'll do a lot of work for you, like dust your cave or polish your pearls or whatever. I'm talkin' mega elbow grease right here. Don't doubt the dedication.
I know you've got it in ya, Ursula. Work with me now. I got a little girl who wishes on stars to be a mermaid and a son who wants to be a professional diver. We got this. And yeah, I know, I know.... there's your price to discuss. Well, I'm open for negotiations. Take my word for it, you don't want my voice... although I'm sure Hubby would beg you to take it. But I've got other attributes, aside from my impressive tidying abilities .... I'm pretty darn good at making up fish tales. BIG ones too. And who doesn't need a good fish tale?
Well, actually, I need one. A fish tail. Which is why I'm writing you this letter. Only you have such awesomely impressive power, and only you, I'd consider making such a barter with. Forget that little mishap with Ariel. You and me, we'll reclaim what you lost. And if I'm lying, I'm a fish faced urchin, and I'll bow before your veloptuous greatness forever.
Come on, girl. Hook a sister up!
I'll be waiting. You've got my shell number. Use it.
Your humble servant,
How about you? Which villain would you write to and show your love, and why?