Once upon a time, there was a caterpillar named Daddy Caterpillar. He had a wife (Mommy caterpillar), an oldest son (Thomas Caterpillar), a younger son (Michael Caterpillar), a weird son (Throckmorton), and about a million other sons and daughters. They lived in a little cocoon in the squashberry tree in front of the little house at ___ ________ Road, ______ MA. (He wouldn't want to expose the nice people to unwanted publicity. One day, the sun rose and beamed a lovely beam, which landed with a plop on Daddy Caterpillar's bed. "Good morning everybody" No one responded. Slightly perturbed, but happy nonetheless, Daddy Caterpillar got up and went running downstairs to the kitchen. He was very excited, for he was sure there would be some festivities that day.
The kitchen was empty. A tumbleweed rolled by. "That's strange, I've never seen a tumbleweed in any cocoon, nevermind MY cocoon" He was very excited, for he felt certain there was some sort of surprise party in effect. He giddily ran over to the table, where there was a little note, written on a leaf. It said "Gone to Chatham, be back tomorrow." Daddy Caterpillar felt a little confused. The house was silent, and the note was serious. Perhaps everyone had forgotten!
He decided to make the best of this sad situation, so he got out some squashberry juice and reclined on a little leaf pillow.
Something strange began to occur. Daddy Caterpillar's body began to contort and harden, and everything went dark.
The next thing he knew, he was flying around the room, a butterfly. "Wait, that can't be right. Butterflies are caterpillar pets. Then the cocoon exploded.
Daddy Caterpillar awoke with a start on the leaf pillow. He glanced at the squashberry juice. "I guess that's a little old, and fermented." He proceeded to pour it out the window. He proceeded to go pet some butterflies to reassure him that they were still pets.
Then, he pouted. "This is a terrible Father Caterpillar's Day!" He then decided to go see Brutus, who might have something odd to say that would improve his day. As soon as he stepped out of the cocoon, a million caterpillars, Brutus, Fred, Shaggy, Chauncy, and Knuckles all yelled "Happy Father Caterpillar's Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Inside the big house, the human family happily observed the festivities. The younger son said, "I think I'll write a story about this, then give it to MY father"
