The Stars and the Cookie Jar

Does the world need another treatment of The Twelve Wild Swans ?

I ask because I had this dream. A long, well-plotted dream, which is usually where my short stories come from (see also Dramatis Personae). Inspired by Andy Warhol flowers. It was extremely colourful, this dream treatment of the fable, and set in a slapdash-modern sort of Fable Schwarzwald. I even recall bits of dialogue, such as when the youngest swan/sibling/offspring sees a set of twelve coloured pencils in a shop window where they can't even dream of going into the shop, and remarks, "I didn't know we were expensive."

So. I dunno. I'm ridiculous, and I'm ripping plots off the Grimms.