One day, there was a person named Brie who lactose genes to consume dairy products. She went to the store because she thought cheese smelled udderly good, and her one and only dream was to taste the legen-dairy flavor of cheese.

Brie went to the cheese section with grate expectations. She was fascinated at all the types of cheese there were. Some of the cheeses that were next to each other on the shelves seemed as different as chalk and cheese. There were so many different colors and shapes! Brie took out a cowculator and counted how many different types there were.

But then she thought about something else. Chocolate.

Brie ran to the chocolate section of the store. She could imagine the creamy flavor of the chocolate, and the thought made her feel like she could fly all the whey to the edge of the Milky Whey™.

Just then, a man came and took the last package of best-looking cheese from the shelves.

How dairy take the last piece of the best brand of cheese from the shelf! Brie thought.

Then, Brie suddenly remembered that she was lactose intolerant. It cheesed her off so bad.

All of a sudden, a whirl of shredded cheese and chocolate sprinkles surrounded Brie. It was so beautiful that it gave her a sense of deja moo.

A cow-looking woman started to take shape in the middle of the aisle. The hems of her dress looked like choclate shavings, her hair puffy like whipped cream, and her wand was a cheese stick. She wore an ice cream-looking hat on her head, and the top of her tiara was an ice cream cone.

"Hello, I am your dairy godmother, and I have come to this store to help your dream come true!" said the woman to Brie.

"Wow, I have a dairy godmother?"

The dairy godmother waved her cheese stick wand. "I grant you the power to be lactose tolerant, but only until 12 at midnight! After that, you must stop eating dairy products, or you will get allergic reactions again!"

"Wow, thank you so much!" said Brie, looking excited.

Then, the dairy godmother faded away, leaving Brie to choose whatever kind of diary product she wanted to eat. Brie rushed around the store, throwing whatever looked good into her shopping cart. On the way to the cash register, a piece of cheese fell out of her cart, but she didn't care. She had no time to waste. It was evening, and she had to be quick.

As Brie towards the cash register, she heard a distant voice.
"Hey! Excuse me! You dropped one of the best types of cheese out of your cart!"

Brie was shocked. It was the man who took the last piece of the best brand of cheese in stock.

"Oh, and here," said the man, "Take this," he handed her the last package of cheese in stock he took from the shelf earlier.

"Oh! Hehe, thanks," Brie smiled and said awkwardly as she took the package.

The man smiled back at her, and then he walked away.

I can't wait to eat all of these dairy products tonight! Hopefully I don't get a stomach ache tomorrow, Brie thought eagerly as she went out of the grocery store.