Once upon a time there was a brave boy called Valt Aoi. He was on the way to see his brother Toko Aoi, when he decided to take a short cut through the forest.

It wasn't long before Valt got lost. He looked around, but all he could see were trees. Nervously, he felt into his bag for his beyblade, Valkyrie, but Valkyrie was nowhere to be found! Valt began to panic. He felt sure he had packed Valkyrie. To make matters worse, he was starting to feel hungry.

Unexpectedly, he saw a shy cat dressed in a blue coat disappearing into the trees.

"How odd!" thought Valt.

For the want of anything better to do, he decided to follow the peculiarly dressed cat. Perhaps it could tell him the way out of the forest.

Eventually, Valt reached a clearing. He found himself surrounded by houses made from different sorts of food. There was a house made from broccoli florets, a house made from toffees, a house made from doughnuts, a house made from pizzas, a house made from muffins and a house made from fruit gums.

Valt could feel his tummy rumbling. Looking at the houses did nothing to ease his hunger.

"Hello!" he called. "Is anybody there?"

Nobody replied.

Valt looked at the roof on the closest house and wondered if it would be rude to eat somebody else's chimney. Obviously it would be impolite to eat a whole house, but perhaps it would be considered acceptable to nibble the odd fixture or lick the odd fitting, in a time of need.

A cackle broke through the air, giving Valt a fright. A witch jumped into the space in front of the houses. She was carrying a box. In that box was Valkyrie!

"Valkyrie!" shouted Valt. He turned to the witch. "That's my bey!"

The witch just shrugged.

"Give Valkyrie back!" cried Valt.

"Not on your nelly!" said the witch.

"At least let Valkyrie out of that box!"

Before she could reply, five shy cats rushed in from a footpath on the other side of the clearing. Valt recognised the one in the blue coat that he'd seen earlier. The witch seemed to recognise him too.

"Hello Big Cat," said the witch.

"Good morning." The cat noticed Valkyrie. "Who is this?"

"That's Valkyrie," explained the witch.

"Ooh! Valkyrie would look lovely in my house. Give her to me!" demanded the cat.

The witch shook her head. "Valkyrie is staying with me."

"Um... Excuse me..." Valt interrupted. "Valkyrie lives with me! And not in a box!"

Big Cat ignored him. "Is there nothing you'll trade?" he asked the witch.

The witch thought for a moment, then said, "I do like to be entertained. I'll release him to anybody who can eat a whole front door."

Big Cat looked at the house made from fruit gums and said, "No problem, I could eat an entire house made from fruit gums if I wanted to."

"That's nothing," said the next cat. "I could eat two houses."

"There's no need to show off," said the witch. Just eat one front door and I'll let you have Valkyrie."

Valt watched, feeling very worried. He didn't want the witch to give Valkyrie to Big Cat. He didn't think Valkyrie would like living with a shy cat, away from his house and all his other toys.

The other four cats watched while Big Cat put on his bib and withdrew a knife and fork from his pocket.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Big Cat. "Just you watch!"

Big Cat pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from toffees. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

Eventually, Big Cat started to get bigger - just a little bit bigger at first. But after a few more fork-fulls of toffees, he grew to the size of a large snowball - and he was every bit as round.

"Erm... I don't feel too good," said Big Cat.

Suddenly, he started to roll. He'd grown so round that he could no longer balance!

"Help!" he cried, as he rolled off down a slope into the forest.

Big Cat never finished eating the front door made from toffees and Valkyrie remained trapped in the witch's cage.

Average Cat stepped up, and approached the house made from doughnuts.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Average Cat. "Just you watch!"

Average Cat pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from doughnuts. She gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

After a while, Average Cat started to look a little queasy. She grew greener...

...and greener.

A woodcutter walked into the clearing. "What's this bush doing here?" he asked.

"I'm not a bush, I'm a cat!" said Average Cat.

"It talks!" exclaimed the woodcutter. "Those talking bushes are the worst kind. I'd better take it away before somebody gets hurt."

"No! Wait!" cried Average Cat, as the woodcutter picked her up. But the woodcutter ignored her cries and carried the cat away under his arm.

Average Cat never finished eating the front door made from doughnuts and Valkyrie remained trapped in the witch's cage.

Little Cat stepped up, and approached the house made from pizzas.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Little Cat. "Just you watch!"

Little Cat pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from pizzas. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

After five or six platefuls, Little Cat started to fidget uncomfortably on the spot.

He stopped eating pizzas for a moment, then grabbed another forkful.

But before he could eat it, there came an almighty roar. A bottom burp louder than a rocket taking off, propelled Little Cat into the sky.

"Aggghhhhhh!" cried Little Cat. "I'm scared of heigh..."

Little Cat was never seen again.

Little Cat never finished eating the front door made from pizzas and Valkyrie remained trapped in the witch's box.

Tiny Cat stepped up, and approached the house made from muffins.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Tiny Cat. "Just you watch!"

Tiny Cat pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from muffins. She gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

However, on the next mouthful, the food fell straight out of Tiny Cat's mouth. She tried to stuff in another forkful of muffins, but once again, the food fell out. There just wasn't enough room left in her belly.

"This is just not fair!" declared Tiny Cat, and stomped off into the forest.

Tiny Cat never finished eating the front door made from muffins and Valkyrie remained trapped in the witch's box.

Even-Tinier Cat stepped up, and approached the house made from fruit gums.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Even-Tinier Cat. "Just you watch!"

Even-Tinier Cat pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from fruit gums. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

Suddenly, Even-Tinier Cat stopped eating and started dancing. While he danced, he sang at the top of his lungs, "Fruit gums! Watch me eat all the fruit gums!"

"It looks as though the fruit gums are making you hyperactive," laughed the witch.

"Oh no they're not!" cried Even-Tinier Cat. "I'm always this excited." With that, he walked into a tree.

Bong!

Even-Tinier Cat banged his head and fell backwards onto his bottom. He passed out, exhausted.

Even-Tinier Cat never finished eating the front door made from fruit gums and Valkyrie remained trapped in the witch's cage.

"That's it," said the witch. "I win. I get to keep Valkyrie."

"Not so fast," said Valt. "There is still one front door to go. The front door of the house made from broccoli florets. And I haven't had a turn yet.

"I don't have to give you a turn!" laughed the witch. "My game. My rules."

The woodcutter's voice carried through the forest. "I think you should give him a chance. It's only fair."

"Fine," said the witch. "But you saw what happened to the cats. He won't last long."

"I'll be right back," said Valt.

"What?" said the witch. "Where's your sense of impatience? I thought you wanted Valkyrie back."

Valt ignored the witch and gathered a hefty pile of sticks. He came back to the clearing and started a small camp fire. Carefully, he broke off a piece of the door of the house made from broccoli florets and toasted it over the fire. Once it had cooked and cooled just a little, he took a bite. He quickly devoured the whole piece.

Valt sat down on a nearby log.

"You fail!" cackled the witch. "You were supposed to eat the whole door."

"I haven't finished," explained Valt. "I am just waiting for my food to go down."

When Valt's food had digested, he broke off another piece of the door made from broccoli florets. Once more, he toasted his food over the fire and waited for it to cool just a little. He ate it at a leisurely pace then waited for it to digest.

Eventually, after several sittings, Valt was down to the final piece of the door made from broccoli florets. Carefully, he toasted it and allowed it to cool just a little. He finished his final course. Valt had eaten the entire front door of the house made from broccoli florets.

The witch stamped her foot angrily. "You must have tricked me!" she said. "I don't reward cheating!"

"I don't think so!" said a voice. It was Shu Kurenai. He walked back into the clearing, carrying his Requiem Axe. "This little boy won fair and square. Now hand over Valkyrie or I will chop your broomstick in half."

The witch looked horrified. She grabbed her broomstick and placed it behind her. Then, huffing, she opened the door of the box.

Valt hurried over and grabbed Valkyrie, checking that bey was all right. Fortunately, Valkyrie was unharmed.

Valt thanked Shu, grabbed a quick souvenir, and hurried on to meet Toko. It was starting to get dark.

When Valt got to Toko's house, his brother threw his arms around him.

"I was so worried!" cried Toko. "You are very late."

As Valt described his day, he could tell that Toko didn't believe him. So he grabbed a napkin from his pocket.

"What's that?" asked Toko.

Valt unwrapped a doorknob made from toffees. "Pudding!" he said.

Toko almost fell off his chair.

The End