This is a fable for the story book collab, it has two endings please tell me which one you like better.

The Poor Jester

A very long time ago, when shining knights rode mighty steeds and fat kings ruled large castles, there lived a young jester. His name was Nester and he lived with his three brothers, Chester, Lester and Frank. All of them were jesters for the king's court and all of them loved what they did.

Nester had just turned nineteen and was now of legal age to work for the king and today was his first day. Nester had always been unsure of himself and doubtful of his abilities. He kept asking himself, would he be good enough for the king? Could he make people laugh like his brothers did? Was he funny? While waiting to be called for his performance, he could hear the crowd roaring with laughter at his brothers' antics.

"Oh poor me", he thought to himself. "How can I follow such a magnificent act like that!?"

Nester peeked from behind the curtain and saw his brothers doing spectacular flips and tumbles while juggling bowling pins. He could see the fat kings face turn cherry red with laughter and his large belly bounce up and down between chuckles. Oh, how scared Nester was. "Poor Nester," he thought to himself. He had practiced his cartwheels and flips for years but he seemed to forget everything. The laughter died down and in a booming voice the king declared, "Bring forth the next jester."

Nester could hardly move, his knees felt like rubber. Dragging his feet, he slowly approached the king. He could feel everyone's eyes fixed upon him.

"Gre- greetings, your ma-majesty," he stammered.

With a big smile the king boomed, "This is Nester, brother to Chester, Lester and Frank. Give him your warmest welcome and your loudest applause, for today is his first day as a jester."

The crowd let out a roar of cheers and applause and Nester suddenly felt more confident and he stood up straighter. He had forgotten why he was even afraid and without thinking he did a cartwheel and yelled as loud as he could, "THANKYOU!"

He had performed flawlessly, nailing every trick, flip and joke. By the time he was finished, women were crying with laughter, men were holding their sides and falling back in their chairs. The king laughed the loudest and turned redder than ever before. Nester just stood there and watched in satisfaction, for truly he was the greatest jester anyone had ever seen.

THE END

To you, the reader:
Thankyou for reading my story I hope you had as much fun reading it as I did writing it. :D Also I have an alternate ending for you that I couldn't resist writing.

- He had performed flawlessly, nailing every trick, flip and joke. By the time he was finished, women were crying with laughter, men were holding their sides and falling back in their chairs. The king laughed the loudest and turned redder than ever before. Nester was about to do another cartwheel when he realized something was wrong. The women were no longer crying with laughter, just pain. Several passed out from a lack of oxygen and died soon after. The men had actually split their sides and intestines spilled onto the floor. The king had turned redder than ever before but that was only because he was experiencing a heart attack. He died the same day and Nester was stoned to death the following morning.

Note: I already made the cover in MS paint (that's why it sucks) and of course saving it as a Jpeg makes it look dumb but I tried my best.

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