Hey peeps! I hope you guys like this story. I thought it was time someone
gave Sleeping Beauty a well-needed twist.
Disclaimer: I do not own the story Sleeping Beauty, however, all other characters not in the original and the plot of this story belong to me. Please do not use any of my ideas without my permission. Thanks.
Teaser:
A/N: Arienne is pronounced air-ee-en
Arienne groaned. This had to be the stupidest idea she'd ever heard. They were going to stick her unconscious body in some castle, cover the building with pointy looking thorns, guard it with a dragon, and seriously expect a handsome prince to come sweep her off her feat? I mean, come on, who did that anymore?
She silently cursed her great-great-great grandparents for coming up with the original of this stupid plan in the first place. She was even more angry that it had actually worked. Her great-great grandmother and the chump who'd rescued her had gone and gotten hitched like that.
Arienne had known her parents were desperate to marry her off, but she hadn't known just how desperate until they'd sent letters to the three nearest good fairies for advice.
They claimed to be relatives of the same good fairies who'd played matchmaker for Princess Aurora. Arienne snorted as she recalled the conversation.
"Your daughter, Arienne? Oh, but of course we can arrange something!" the first had squealed excitedly.
"Only the best for the King and Queen!" giggled the second.
"Oh, I have a lovely idea!" half shrieked the third. And that's how the nightmare had begun. Of course, they'd had had to make some modifications to the original scheme. No one could find an evil sorceress/fairy/witch offhand, so they'd finally settled on putting her to sleep themselves and just blaming it on a temperamental old hag who'd felt slighted at not being invited to some lame court function. Or at least, that's how Arienne liked to put it.
At first the three had bemoaned the loss of not coming up with the plot soon enough to arrange for someone to bust up her christening, but they'd cheered up very quickly after Arienne's mother, the Queen, had pointed out that this way they could skip the whole "living like penniless commoners" part.
The good fairies and their over enthusiastic royal counterpart were currently in a flurry of excitement down in the palace study. They'd been holed up in there for the past four hours pouring over a gigantic list of potential rescuers. Arienne was seriously dreading the ball they'd planned. This was where she would meet the unfortunate princes, dukes, and lords the foursome had their sights set on.
It had only been a week since her mother and father had announced to the whole kingdom that their daughter would fall victim to the "horrible curse" on the dawn of her eighteenth birthday. She still had a whole month until she could get this stupid fiasco over with. Did they seriously think she'd fall in love with some stuck up brattling just because he was dumb enough to defeat a dragon to get to a sleeping princess? Arienne had absolutely NO intention of being swept off her feat by anyone anytime soon.
Arienne sighed and shifted to make herself more comfortable on the window seat. It was going to be a long four weeks.
A/N: Soooooooo, whadya think? PLEASE review and tell me if you liked it. I'll try my best to answer all reviews and update promptly. Thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own the story Sleeping Beauty, however, all other characters not in the original and the plot of this story belong to me. Please do not use any of my ideas without my permission. Thanks.
Teaser:
A/N: Arienne is pronounced air-ee-en
Arienne groaned. This had to be the stupidest idea she'd ever heard. They were going to stick her unconscious body in some castle, cover the building with pointy looking thorns, guard it with a dragon, and seriously expect a handsome prince to come sweep her off her feat? I mean, come on, who did that anymore?
She silently cursed her great-great-great grandparents for coming up with the original of this stupid plan in the first place. She was even more angry that it had actually worked. Her great-great grandmother and the chump who'd rescued her had gone and gotten hitched like that.
Arienne had known her parents were desperate to marry her off, but she hadn't known just how desperate until they'd sent letters to the three nearest good fairies for advice.
They claimed to be relatives of the same good fairies who'd played matchmaker for Princess Aurora. Arienne snorted as she recalled the conversation.
"Your daughter, Arienne? Oh, but of course we can arrange something!" the first had squealed excitedly.
"Only the best for the King and Queen!" giggled the second.
"Oh, I have a lovely idea!" half shrieked the third. And that's how the nightmare had begun. Of course, they'd had had to make some modifications to the original scheme. No one could find an evil sorceress/fairy/witch offhand, so they'd finally settled on putting her to sleep themselves and just blaming it on a temperamental old hag who'd felt slighted at not being invited to some lame court function. Or at least, that's how Arienne liked to put it.
At first the three had bemoaned the loss of not coming up with the plot soon enough to arrange for someone to bust up her christening, but they'd cheered up very quickly after Arienne's mother, the Queen, had pointed out that this way they could skip the whole "living like penniless commoners" part.
The good fairies and their over enthusiastic royal counterpart were currently in a flurry of excitement down in the palace study. They'd been holed up in there for the past four hours pouring over a gigantic list of potential rescuers. Arienne was seriously dreading the ball they'd planned. This was where she would meet the unfortunate princes, dukes, and lords the foursome had their sights set on.
It had only been a week since her mother and father had announced to the whole kingdom that their daughter would fall victim to the "horrible curse" on the dawn of her eighteenth birthday. She still had a whole month until she could get this stupid fiasco over with. Did they seriously think she'd fall in love with some stuck up brattling just because he was dumb enough to defeat a dragon to get to a sleeping princess? Arienne had absolutely NO intention of being swept off her feat by anyone anytime soon.
Arienne sighed and shifted to make herself more comfortable on the window seat. It was going to be a long four weeks.
A/N: Soooooooo, whadya think? PLEASE review and tell me if you liked it. I'll try my best to answer all reviews and update promptly. Thanks!