The Girl & The Universe Next Door

After an indeterminate amount of imaginary time, the wormhole starts to lighten up and Isabel could see she was about to land on a castle which fortunately was of the bouncy variety.

They both landed onto the purple lawn in front of a gentleman of approximately 3 feet tall who then asked them “Are you a singer or a squealer?”

Schrodinger immediately answered “I am a purrer of purring perfection”.

Isabel answers with the logical “I do not think they are mutually exclusive” to which the gentleman replied with “I set the rules here, they are my rules because I am the ruler, n’est ce pas?”.

“Are you French” Isabel inquired.

“Do I look French” the little man responded sarcastically.

“I do not see a beret on your head or onions around your neck” Schrodinger interjected with a cliche that had been obsolete for decades.

The dimulutive stranger replies “You obviously do not know who I am”

He paused the said “,May I introduce to you the one that needs no introduction except perhaps for Mademoiselle and her obstinate Chaton. My name is Herculette and I rule this province with an iron paw”.

“Where exactly are we and do they have horrible exams?” Isabel inquired.

Herculette responded with “come with me, come with me, come with me and we shall see”.