A fairytale fanfic!

Sleepwalking beauty.

(a fairytale fanfic.)

One day, in the beautiful kingdom of Ogden,

A princess was born. She was beautiful, and her name was Pansy.

She only had one imperfection: a small wrinkle above her eyebrow.

But other than that, she was a perfectly good daughter, and the king and queen

Decided to throw a party for her. They invited all the fairies in the kingdom, and a couple of old friends as well. They even invited the old hag fairy who lived on crooked lane, just to be nice.

Near the end of the party, everyone gave their gifts. From the rose fairy, came a beautiful flower in a pot, that would never die.

From the rainbow fairy, came a wonderful set of clothing that shimmered in the light.

This went on until the old hag fairy came over.

She seemed angry. “there was nothing I could eat at the snack table!”

She said. “it all had wheat! I thought you knew I was allergic to wheat! For this I will punish you!”

She waved her wand at the princess. “ on her 10^th birthday, she will fall into a deep, deep, sleep. And only one thing can wake her! Of course, I’m not telling you what.”

And she disappeared into a cloud of smoke. Or, she almost did. When the smoke cleared she was still there, coughing, and fanning the smoke away. “so much for a dramatic exit.” She said, and walked out the door. The king and queen were devastated. But then the water fairy came up.

“wait!” she said “I haven’t given my gift yet!” and she presented the king and queen with a bathtub. “just keep it full, and everything will turn out just fine.” And with those words, she walked out. Ten years later, on her tenth birthday, Pansy cut the cake. When she took a bite, she dropped to the floor, sleeping. The king and queen had forgotten about the curse, so they started trying to wake her up. Then they remembered, and started to cry. All they could do was put her in her bed, and hope for something to happen.

five years later, the king had an idea. he reminded his wife about the story of sleeping beauty.

“don’t you remember?” he said. “she woke with the kiss of a prince!” so they sent for a prince from the nearest kingdom. When the prince came, he was excited. He walked into pansy’s room. But as he was leaning in to kiss her, Pansy sat up, knocking him on the jaw. At first the king and queen thought she was awake, but the queen looked at her and groaned. She was sleepwalking. She walked into the hall, and into the bathroom. She kept walking, and finally stumbled into the bathtub. She fell in with a splash, and stood up sputtering and coughing.

“what?” she said, her face full of surprise. “is the party over already?” the king and queen ran to hug her, and started explaining the whole story, through tears of joy.

Pansy walked to her room, and put on dry clothes. Then she went down to the kitchen, to get a little something.

The next morning, the old hag fairy woke up to the door bell ringing.

She stumbled up, still sleepy. When she opened the door, she saw a package, with a tag saying, ‘from princess pansy.’ She opened the package, and took a look. “bread!” she yelled. “how many times do a have to tell those people! I can’t eat…” she trailed off. There was another tag next to the bread. This one said: ‘this bread is made wheat free, by the castle chefs.’ The fairy smiled. As she feasted on the bread, she said to herself; “maybe I was a little harsh on the poor dear.”

And for the first time in quite a while, was happy.

The End

A poem (from the book of shel silverstien)

Spelling.

Math is a bore,

History’s lame,

Music’s a chore.

Dancing’s a pain,

Geography?

Hate it.

Botany too.

I really don’t like it,

Believe me you.

Science is terrible,

English the worst,

Computers I hate,

Physics a curse,

Gym makes me feel like yelling,

Well, at least I’m good at speling.

If you don’t think its funny, look closely at the word “spelling”

A heroic act for July. ( more stories coming!)

Chapter 1: grumpy grumpy grumpy.

July woke up. “I’m grumpy.” She said to herself.
The therapy hadn’t stuck.
She stomped down the stairs.
“good morning sunshine!” Cinnamon said. “care for some cereal?”
She showed her the bowl. July grabbed it out of her hands, spilling milk on the floor in the process. “I’m grumpy.” She said. “well I can see that!” said Cinnamon. “now, can you clean off the table for me? It’s a mess, and we have to eat breakfast soon.” July scowled. Sometimes she thought Cinnamon was worse than a P&P.
That’s Pretty And Pink. “I’M NOT CLEANING NO STUPID TABLE!” Cinnamon looked Surprised at her, than angry. “get out of this house!” she said. “I don’t care where you go, just DON’T come back until you stop acting like that! Some of us are younger than others you know, and shouldn’t be learning thins like THAT attitude.” July looked at her friend Spot, He was at least six years old, and July knew he shouldn’t have heard her tantrum,
But she didn’t want to admit it. “fine!” she said, and stomped out the door. She went over to her friend Sarah’s house, about ten blocks away from hers. After about an hour, they were listening to music when they saw a bright light. They looked out the window and saw flames! Sarah said, “hey, it looks like It’s coming from your house!” but July was already rushing out the door.
When she got to her house, it was in flames! “How did this happen!” she shouted. “there was a gas leak in the stove while I cooked breakfast! I had taken the fire alarms out like I always do while I cook so the engine didn’t come!” July looked at everyone. “wait a minute.” She said. “where’s Spot?” Cinnamon pointed to their house. July gasped. Without thinking, she ran in! she searched and searched through the collapsing house, the intense heat almost melting her! Then she heard whimpering. It was coming from upstairs! She ran up, avoiding flying sparks, and collapsed beams. She found Spot hiding under the bed. “lets go!” she shouted. Spot was about to run through the door, but July stopped him. “safety first.” She said. She felt the door. She pulled her hand away quickly. She hadn’t even touched the doorknob, yet she was Noticeably burned! “we can’t get out that way! She said. Then she heard shouting! She could see out the window, that Cinnamon had called the fire department, and they were down on the ground, holding a trampoline! “out the window!” she shouted to Spot. He jumped out first, landing perfectly on the trampoline. July hesitated. The firemen were shouting for her to jump, but she couldn’t hear a thing. Suddenly, she snapped into her senses, as the ceiling started to collapse!
She took a deep breath, and jumped!
She missed the trampoline.

Chapter two: in the hospital.

Cinnamon went in. there was July, laying in the hospital bed. “hello?” she said. July turned away. “don’t look at me.” “I’ll look at you if I want to!” Cinnamon said. “you were very brave July.” July looked at her. “when you ran into that building just to save Spot, all I could think was, ‘that can’t be July.’” “that’s what I was thinking too.” July said. “how’s Spot?” she said, worried for the charming six year old. “he’s being treated for his burns right now. They’re only second degree, and nothing as bad as…” she gestured to July’s casts. “the house is destroyed, but it can be rebuilt.” She said. “Spot, now he’s something you can’t replace. Oh, and he sent you this;” she showed July a card. July couldn’t hold it because of the casts, but she could still read despite an eye patch on her left eye. DEAR JULY it said in childish writing. THANK YOU FOR RESCUING ME. LOVE SPOT. Under that, it had a drawing of him and July, holding hands. It wasn’t exactly the best art in the world, but to July right now, it belonged in a museum.
“you were very brave July.” Cinnamon said again, smiling.
July smiled. “thanks. I’d hug you, but…” she looked up at the braces supporting her arms. They both laughed hysterically. They were best friends again. Just like old times.

The end.

Snowball war!

hi guys! today i have a great tale to tell you. (come to think of it, i should have told you this yesterday.) ok, yesterday, me, my brother, my friend lucy, and my friend Lila, (oh, and everyone else who came.) went to a park, right? and we started having a snowball fight.
but soon, a whole bunch of schoolkids came up, and it turned into an all-out snowball WAR!
it was everyone against a grownup whose name escapes me. (that day i was calling everyone Melvin to be funny. :P) it was REALLY fun! anyway, thats all i wanted to say. bye!

On top of the beeed...

who wants to hear a song i came up with? (sung to the tune of "on top of spaghetti")

On top of the beeed, my bro cut the cheeese, he has lots of praaactiiice, so it came with eeease.
it seeped off the maaattreeess, and onto the flooor, and then my poor nooostriiils,
they both were no mooore.

Boooooored.

omg i am sooooooooo boooooooooooooooored. today is one of those days where we sit home,
and do ab-so-lutley nothing. it is soooooooooooo booooooooooooooring.
does anyone have any ideas of shows i could watch? i have to watch them online so, unfortunately, it would probably have to be reruns. sigh.
this is one of the downsides of being a tiger. (see: "cool facts about me".)

OMG!

OMG! i just figured out who "pen name honalei" is! (i think thats how you spell it.)
sorry i haven't been reading your comments! :( (psst! go ahead and advertise me on your blog, if you want to. thanks for offering!)
anyway, i read all your comments, and i thought they were great! all you guys are really nice. it's good to know there's actually someone reading my blog besides my mom and my grandma, you know? otherwise it's just an online diary. too private for my taste. once again, i'm really sorry i haven't been reading your comments!
there was a comment block on my blog that was keeping the comments from being posted.
thanks to all of you who read this blog! you've been reading this (or at least i've been posting it!) for two years! 2 YEARS PPL! well, it's getting close to bedtime, so i'd better go. Bye! ;-) ^-^