A Story of Fruit (or A Fruity Story)

Once upon a time, there was a girl who liked to walk. She walked here and she walked there. One day she decided to walk up a hill and it took her to a vast pasture filled with trees of fruit. She was quite amazed and amused at the funny little fruits. "Hmm," She thought, "I wonder if I might taste one fruit." She plucked an unsuspecting fruit from the bough on which it clung. It let out a slight cry when leaving the loved branches that once was its home. As she was about to take a bite of it's crisp, tangy flesh, a warrior jumped out of the bushes and shouted, "Do not take unsuspecting fruit! A proper warning should be issued first." Now at this remark, the girl was quite taken back. She wasn't sure what to do. Could she possible issue a proper warning now? After the fruit was already in her clutches? The girl raised her timid voice and declared very clearly, in the direction of her possession, "Do not fear, young fruit. You are now mine and I shall eat you at once. You shall know no rot." With a proper warning ensued, the warrior hopped back into the bushes with great dignity. The girl happily munched on her luscious treat and continued walking through the pasture of trees. Soon her hands were empty of fruit (and her tummy full), and still the fruit on the other trees began to look tempting. Would it be okay if she didn't properly warn the fruit before eating? Would the brave warrior return? What would happen if she ate the fruit while still on the tree? Her thoughts were interrupted by a high, squeaky voice. "I was just reading your thoughts, and I was just agreeing with them that maybe we could get away with eating fruit while still attached to trees. Maybe then, no warrior would come to badger us into properly warning before eating." The girl looked over her shoulder to see what appeared to be her twin standing there. So with a twin for encouragement they both decided to munch and crunch the fruit of trees before properly picking or warning. This was entirely against the etiquette in the land of the pasture of fruiting trees. But this was unbeknownst to either of the girls and so they ate. True, they also didn't know the repocusions of such an act. They didn't know that many little warriors (who were the protectors of the fruit) would jump out of they bushes and pull their hair and kick them in the shins. They also didn't know that unpicked fruit gave nasty tummy aches to all who ate and made them feel quite like croaking. And this is exactly what happened to the poor young maidens. They were kicked by many little warriors and their hair was pulled in every direction (which gave them quite a headache) . Their tummies also certainly felt quite like a hurricane was sloshing about inside it. Eating such a fruit without proper warning or plucking was a terrible thing. If only they had listened to the first warrior like good little girls would've! And after such excitement the girls certainly did feel like croaking... so they did a little bit of that. And then decided to lie down on the ground till they were fully recovered.
Now if you ever go out to the fruited trees of the pasture and see two "twins" lying out there arrayed in the beauty of time, you shall know they have not yet recovered. But possibly, they will soon. We hope. Cause it might rain and they could get wet. T'would be a shame to get their fine clothes wet and muddy.
**Please realize that this story is based entirely on fabricated events and do not reflect factual people, places, things, ideas or any other type of noun. This story was written late at night when the author probably should've already brushed her teeth, taken out her contact lenses, laid down in her bed and gone to sleep. Also realize that a good fable is often fun and meant to be taken lightheartedly and without serious consequences. Thank you.