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Not far from Princess Charlotte's garden, Zinessa sat in the forest relaxing and feeding some of the critters until she sees Charlotte's garden party.
"Maybe she's the one." Zinessa turned into an old beggar woman as she produces a walking stick out of thin air and hobbles along the path making her way to the garden party.
"Hello young lady." Zinessa said, walking up to the Princess. "I'd like to ask you, if it's not too- "
"What's an old lady doing in the middle of my party?! Who are you?" Charlotte snapped.
"Never mind that." She continued, "You look like nice girl."
"I'm a very busy girl so can you make it fast! I'm very busy with my luncheon."
"Please I'll make it worth your while. I'm guessing you girls have all of those little sandwiches and goodies on the tables."
"What?" Charlotte asked.
"I'd be so grateful if you'd give some to me." Zinessa pleaded.
"Of all of all the nerve! This is my party and this is my food!" Charlotte said very crossed.
"Please I haven't eaten in days! Can't you be a good hearted person and give me a little bite?" Zinessa begged. "I'm not going to take much!"
"And what am I supposed to do? Let my guests starve?!" Charlotte scoffed.
"Not even a just a small finger sandwich?" Zinessa asked.
"Go pester someone else for their food." Charlotte snapped. "Leave me alone and go away, old hag!" Charlotte pushed her into a mud puddle. Not even glancing back, she walked away, going back to her party.
"Conceited little brat!" Zinessa snapped, turning back to normal, she stomps back into the woods. Oh she was pissed! "Oh I'd love to see her face when someone puts her in her place!"
Zinessa had almost forgotten her previous encounter with the Princess when she heard that Princess Charlotte was having a Royal Ball. Ever since her last encounter with Princess Charlotte she was not impressed.
After their encounter, she had gone to a friend's to complain about the Princess.
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When she arrived, he was welcoming as always. He shooed her inside and brewed them some tea.
"She was horrid! Absolutely horrible!" She threw her hands up, "If this is where the monarchy is going then you can count me out! To think that she is next in line for the throne!"
The goblin, who up to know had been listening silently to her rant, spoke.
"She can't be all that bad! She is a royal after all."
She rolled her eyes, "Just because she's a royal doesn't mean she's all sunshine and daises."
"I know that." He then sipped his tea, making a point to avoid Charlotte's gaze.
"Wait, is this about your fetish with Royal parties?"
"N-Noo it has nothing- "
"Oh Morris, when will you realize that people are not all they seem to be? You should know that all too well, with all those hooligans judging you because 'you're a goblin and all goblins are the same' nonsense."
"I know! I know!" He sighed; frustrated he spoke gently as to not anger his
friend. "I know. But don't you think that if we judge them and label them as
'Royals' it would be the exact same thing they're doing?"
"But this is different! You and I know better! It would just be giving them a taste of their medicine!"
"Zinessa."
"After all they sit there in their castle- "
"Zinessa!"
She stopped at his sharp tone, which was thick enough to cut the tension.
"You're doing it again."
"Oh! Right, yes. Thank you, I do get carried away time to time."
"Yes, I know."
She scoffed, "You say that a lot."
"I know."
"Ugh!" She started laughing. Morris always made her feel better.
And soon they were both laughing. Their problems were forgotten, and they continued to laugh and joke throughout the afternoon. Both of them wished that every day could be like this. Somewhat peaceful.
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She sighed, remembering that afternoon brought mixed emotions. She didn't know what to think. Or even if she wanted to think about it. Now this Royal Ball was definitely going to interest Morris. He really did love them, parties that is. She might as well tell him; he was bound to know sooner or later. He might as well face rejection early.
All the way to Morris's door step she battled herself on whether or not to tell him. Telling him would excite him! He'll start to plan what he's bringing, and then he would fuss about what he'll wear…
No. She wouldn't tell him. There was no way she could bare to see that crest fallen face. And then she arrived at the doorstep.
She knocked on the door, waiting for him to open and-
"The princess is throwing a Royal Ball!" There she did it! Oh what a buffoon she is! Now she has to explain to him, yet again why he can't go.
"The who-hah is throwing a what?"
She burst out laughing, she didn't know why and she still felt awful. Then she was being pushed inside and into a chair. Once she could get a hold of herself she noticed that a cup of tea had been placed in front of her. She muttered a quiet "Thank you.", and inhaled its calming scent. Sighing in relief, she took a small sip.
"If you've finished your panic attack, may I ask what's wrong?"
"It wasn't a panic attack!"
"From what I've read it was."
"Exactly, what you've read!"
"You are delaying the inevitable."
"Oh alright! The princess, that devil, is throwing a Royal Ball!"
"A Royal Ball?"
"Yes!"
"From the way you were acting, you'd think you had world ending news!" He chuckled.
"But…"
Morris smiled sadly, "So what if I can't go? Besides you can tell me all about it when you attend."
"Oh you know I would stay with you if I could! I am one of the most famous enchantresses. And as much as I'd love to rub it in the royals faces, it would be taken as an insult, my reputation could be damaged."
He sighed, "Yeah, life usually isn't so black and white."
"Yep."
They sat in comfortable silence until Zinessa had a thought. "What if someone persuaded them to allow all races to be invited?"
"I don't think that's a good idea- "
"Yes! That's it!" She stood up, gathering her things. "Thanks Morris you're the best!"
"Wait what did I- "
Zinessa slammed the door as she left, running home as quickly as she could. Talking to Morris had given her an idea. An awfully good idea.
She was going to teach that Princess a lesson!
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This was a request from retro mania.
He helped plan it and make it, and I just want to give a shout out to him.
It took a while but we're finally here!
I have got to stay away from the telly, its way to addicting
Thanks! You're the best and I hope you like it!
-addison7413