Wednesday, February 20, 2008

A Princess With An Edge: Part Three

Last week Courtney participated and this week both Mackenzie and Anna Joy added on. As for me adding on this week, I am going to hold off and see how the story will go without me.

One bright morning, a fair maiden came into her castle. Her name was Lacy and she was adored by all. She had riches galore and more shoes than she knew what to do with. Her hair was glistening red and almost looked like a bushel of strawberriess. When she smiled people said the sun would shine brighter.But there was one unpleasant thing about Lacy. She had a temper, one mean temper. Although most people didn't know that about her. Most people thought she was a gem.The only people who knew were the people who served her in the castle.

They could tell you the exact time and place she would blow....Her nose.....her temper, I mean. One dreary day, early in the week, a strange sensation filled the air; something was not right. Suddenly, with little or no notice at all, it happened....AGHHHHCHOOOO!!! All the servants jumped and immediately knew that the princess had finally blew it.......her nose, I mean. Reaching for another tissue, the princess groped only in vain for alas, the Kleenex box was empty. With cheeks all flushed and steam arising, she let out a holler and the servants trembled and cringed at the thought of the wrath to come; their dear princess had finally blew.......her temper, I mean...........her nose.

Although she couldn't because there were no tissues. So she ran with all her might to the nearest restroom. Her gorgous satin, blue gown flew behind her as she reached the pale white door. She opened it with fury and dashed to the vanity where she found a gold plated tissue box. As she grabbed a cotton soft tissue and whiped the nose in question, she turned furious eyes to her loyal servants who watched her from a far."You!" She pointed one slim finger at a petite maid with her brunette hair piled upon of her head. Her black and white uniform was crisp and ironed. She tried to stop the shaking in her legs. "Why didn't you refill my kleenex box?" "I....I..." She stutered. "I...I what?" The princess hollered.Right before the princess could tell the young maid she was fired, something happened.

Something no one expected......she sneezed! And again, and again, and AGAIN!!! "I think I'm getting a cold! Cancel all my appointments for today!" she yelled and stalked back to her room. The poor little maid sighed with relief. Saved by the sneeze! The princess had forgotten to fire her! Meanwhile the princess lay in her princess-sized bed (Bigger than a king-sized, even) and waited for one of the servants to come take care of her.

"They HEARD me say I had a cold! Why is no one up here to see that I'm comfortable, bring me chicken noodle soup, and wipe my nose?" It is a very well known fact that princess's should never be forced to wipe their own noses when they are's far below them. Not their nose...the action of wiping. So the princess lay in bed getting madder and madder, and when the maid finally opened the door and came in with her soup, she had the horrible misfortune to spill it all over the white carpet!

The princess had been very angry before, but now she was FURIOUS!!! Suddenly, something happened that made her forget her anger...the maid opened her mouth and said the most astonishing thing...,..

The maid, named Mandy, put her hands on her hips and said, "Wipe your own nose for a change!!" Princess Lacy and the maid were going at it, when the butler came in. Princess Lacy looked at the butler, fire in her eyes. "WHAT!!!??" she yelled. "I-I'm sorry Princess, but your father insists on seeing you."

Princess Lacy nodded and her tone changed. "Thank you. Maid, we will discuss your future here, later. Now, go and wash floors or something. Butler, where is father?" she asked. "The Throne Room, Princess." he replied. Princess Lacy headed down the maze of hallways to the Throne Room where her father sat in his gigantic chair. He looked up, "Lacy! I'm glad you're here." Princess Lacy smiled at her father. "What is it, father?" she asked. "Well, I know how you've always been the only child in this castle.

Your mother died when you were only 3 and I know you must be lonely sometimes. So I invited another princess to come and live with us for awhile." Princess Lacy was shocked. "What? I'm not lonely. I'm very content, father. Tell her she does not have to come." she politely said. Her father just smiled. "She is already here." he replied, and nodded his head to the butler, "Lacy, meet Gwendolyn. She is from the East Kingdom." Lacy looked over at the other Princess. She had bright, long, red hair cascading down her back, big round green eyes and wore a clean peasant dress. Princess Lacy was disgusted. "Father, she is a Princess??" she asked. She took a look at Gwendolyn and then at herself. Lacy had her brown hair in a neat braid and wore a blue gown with jewels on the waist and neckline. "Yes, she is. And a very pretty one at that." her father said. Her father then told them to go and get acquainted.

So reluctantly, Princess Lacy went. She found out that Gwendolyn was the complete opposite of Lacy loved horses, Gwendolyn loved donkeys. Lacy loved ziti, Gwendolyn loved spaghetti. But the biggest difference between them, was Lacy had a temper, Gwendolyn was nice all the time. They were having tea and one of the maids tripped and splashed tea all over Gwendolyn and Lacy. "OH!! I'm soooo sorry your highnesses!!" Gwendolyn laughed, wiped herself off and said, "Oh, that's alright. Are you okay, miss?"

But as for Princess Lacy, she.................


Jacob said...

Hi, Ginger.

I haven't been by your blog in a while. I must say that the new color-scheme isn't exactly my style. :) And to be completely honest, I didn't read the princess story either. :D Anyhow, I like the Huckabee button on your sidebar. Do we ever need to pray for these elections!

Peace! --Jacob

Mackenzie said...

Oh, c'mon! Help finish the story. It's cool!!! And I wanna see what happens!!!