Elisabeth and the Triceratops

Elisabeth wandered about on the beach, thinking as hard as she could. Faeries were constantly flitting about her head, wanting to be close when Elisabeth found the way to help them, but needing to get out of her way as she moved around. Elisabeth realized that she had not heard all of the faeries speak. The RFQ and the YFQ had been doing all of the talking. Elisabeth had just assumed that the rest of the faeries spoke like them, but what if she was wrong about that?

"Do all of the faeries speak like you?" Elisabeth asked the Yellow Faerie Queen.

"Faeries frolic fearlessly forming fanciful phrases for fun," the YFQ replied.

"Every elf effortlessly elevates eloquence," added the RFQ.

a young imp was unceremoniously dumped at Elisabeth's feet "Not every," a small voice piped up from the ranks of the Turquoise Faeries.

There was a scuffle amongst the Turquoise Faeries as they alternately attempted to silence the one who had spoken or to bring him forward. Eventually, the ranks in favour of presenting the strangely spoken faerie to Elisabeth won out, and a young imp was unceremoniously dragged through the band of Turquoise Faeries by the scruff of his neck and dumped at Elisabeth's feet.

"Little Lillyput is linguistically lacking," said the Turquoise Faerie Queen of the young imp.

"It is true that I speak differently from the other faeries," said Little Lillyput, "but I think that I can learn the Chocolate Chant."

"Perhaps 'Put will prove us proud presently," said the TFQ.

Elisabeth and the Triceratops and all of the faeries looked at Little Lillyput expectantly.