Anabell and Mr. Muffin starring in:  The Muffin Monster! 

Part I

Anabell climbed out of one of the mansion's many pools, twisting water out of her mahogany hair. The sky was perfectly cloudless, the exact opposite of Anabell's mood. The mansion that was called her home only caged her in. She was sick of being trapped behind walls, sick of being followed around by her many servants, sick of not getting a chance to be alone. But most of all, she was sick of being a multimillionaire's daughter. Everything she had was expensive or big. Her closet alone was big enough to sleep in. Her bed was about the size of a small swimming pool. And her parents, her PARENTS, were the worst. Anabell's mom complained about her choice of clothes, wanting Anabell to wear fancy and uncomfortable clothes. Anabell preferred clothes that she could run in, clothes that she could get dirty. Her dad on the other hand, was rarely home. When he was, there was always someone important over. The sun glistened on drops of water that clung to Anabell's cherry patterned bathing suit. A man in a tuxedo approached Anabell, holding out a towel.

“Not now Gregor,” Anabell snapped, and strode out of the pool area onto the perfect lawn. She jogged to the red brick wall and pounded it with her fist.

“I wish something exciting would happen to me!” she screamed. As soon as the words were out of her mouth, a shadow blotched out the sun. Anabell looked up and saw a muffin-shaped object fall from the sky. The closer it came, the bigger it grew, and the more Anabell got nervous. A few seconds later, the muffin had grown to about the size of her pool. So she did the one thing that came to her mind. Anabell screamed.

“I AM NOT GOING TO DIE!!!! I REFUSE TO DIE SQUISHED BY A MUFFIN!!!!!” Anabell shouted. By now, the muffin had almost reached the ground, and Anabell crouched down, bracing herself for the impact. But the smoosh didn't come. Instead, Anabell had the sensation of being grabbed and lifted in the air. Then she opened her eyes, and saw to her astonishment that she was flying through the sky, held aloft by a giant muffin. Everything had happened so fast that Anabell could not piece together the events. But then it clicked. Anabell, daughter of a multimillionaire, was kidnapped by a giant muffin.

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Part II

Anabell landed with a thump on a mossy forest floor, quite unlike the marble tiles she was used to. Billions of thoughts raced through her head. Where am I? What happened? Do I have to fight this muffin? She stood up, brushing her self off. Anabell's bathing suit had dried from the wind and rush of soaring through the sky. She surveyed her surroundings. Anabell was in a lush forest, and currently stood under a towering oak. Turning around, she took a step backwards and bumped into something squishy. Startled, she turned around and was greeted with the sight of a coffee cake muffin towering over her. Anabell jumped backward and hit the moist bark of the oak. She was trapped.

“Fine, eat me if you want, I'm not scared,” Anabell taunted, but in truth it was all she could do from keeping her knees from shaking.

"You know what, I think I might take you up on that offer," said the muffin.