The Ram and the Scorpion

There once was a Ram, and he loved to run and play. One day, the Ram ran into the forest. While he was looking around for food, a Scorpion fell on his head. At first he was simply surprised, but he quickly became scared. The scorpion could sting him at any moment, and her sting was deadly.

“Scorpion, would you get off my head?”

“No.” She replied.

The scorpion was scared as well, she knew that the moment she was no longer on the Ram’s head, he could stomp on her. The Ram feared leaving the Scorpion on his head, since she could kill him at any time. So, the Ram and Scorpion stood still.

“If you are going to kill me, then kill me.” said the Ram.

“I am not going to kill you,” the Scorpion spoke, “I just fell off a tree.”

“Then why won’t you get off my head?” asked the Ram.

“Because if I get off your head, you will kill me.” She answered.

The Ram thought for a moment, “I promise not to kill you.” He said.

“No. I don’t trust you!” the Scorpion exclaimed.

The Ram wasn’t sure what to do, but he knew the Scorpion was in control.

“I am going to run through the forest, is that alright?” the Ram asked.

The Scorpion nodded, “I don’t care, but I refuse to get off your head.”

So, the Ram ran through the forest, and the Scorpion held on tight. Eventually, the Ram became tired, and laid down to sleep. The Scorpion waited, to make sure he was asleep. Once the Scorpion thought it was safe, she jumped down, and started to leave. Then, the Scorpion realized that she enjoyed the view from the top of the Ram’s head. So, she walked back to the Ram to climb back on. However, as she approached the Ram, he woke up.

“Scorpion, you are not on my head…” the Ram said, looking down at her.

The Scorpion cowered, she couldn’t outrun him, and he could easily crush her. The Scorpion began to cry.

“Why are you crying?” the Ram asked.

“You are going to kill me…” she answered, sobbing.

“No.” He laughed, “I will not step on you.”

They stood there, watching each other, until the scorpion stopped crying.

“May I get back on your head?” She asked.

“No.” The Ram answered.

He didn’t like being in danger, he didn’t like when the Scorpion was in control.

“Why not?” the Scorpion asked him.

The Ram laughed, “Because you could sting me.”

The Scorpion wanted to sit on the Ram’s head, but she knew he would be afraid of her stinger. She eventually decided to bite off her deadly stinger.

“I am trusting you, Ram.” she said.

The Scorpion bit and used her claws on the stinger, and it popped off. She surrendered her control.

“I suppose you can get on my head now.” The Ram smiled.

The Scorpion climbed onto the Ram’s head, but now, she could not harm the large creature.

“I cannot defend myself, now.” She sighed.

“You do not need to, just stay on my head, and I will protect you.” He comforted her.

The Scorpion trusted the Ram, so it made her feel better. The Scorpion rode on the Ram’s head, and never felt threatened, so she stayed. When the Ram slept, she hid under him, and would sleep, surrounded by his warmth. The Scorpion could trust the Ram not to hurt her.

“I love you, Ram.” The scorpion said as they were falling asleep one night.

“I love you, Scorpion.” The Ram replied, before going to sleep.

The Ram and the Scorpion lived happily together. The Ram loved to run and play all day, and the Scorpion loved to sit on his head.