since I'll be studying this movie because I will probably be in the play in a few weeks, I decided to write a seddie story about it. I got the idea while taking a shower. XD well as the great spencer shay once said "I only get my ideas when I'm wet" or somethin like that. XD

disclaimer: I don't own once upon a mattress and iCarly

Many moons ago lived a handsome prince with a gloomy face for he did not have a bride. For the queen, you see, was very picky about whom the prince should marry. She insisted that only a real princess was suitable for her son…

And so every lady who came to the castle, hoping to wed the prince was given a royalty test… to see if she was a TRUE princess…

Our story begins in the castle of the royal family, The Bensons. They are currently holding a test for a princess yet again…

The princess seems confident yet afraid as Nevel the wizard walks around her.

"Correct." He says as the whole room sighs with relief and applauded.

"Next." Says Queen Marissa Benson.

"This next question concerns famous rulers…" he continues walking around her. He stops as he opened the scroll containing the next question. "Name three kings."

The princess pondered for a moment. "Three kings…" The princess seems to be nervous. "…uh...King J-John…King Arthur and…and King Ethoret?" Her voice went up slightly as to making it seem like her answer was a question.

"Correct." Nevel says. The court applauded.

The princess smiled at Prince Fredward.

"See Mom? I told you she was the best one yet, Can I marry her now?" Prince Fredward pleaded.

"Oh not yet, Freddibear, not yet, there's still one more question." Queen Marissa told him. "Wizard…" she said as she urged him to continue.

"I can't believe none of us can get married til the prince does…" Lady Carly said out of the blue to no one in particular.

"What was that?" Queen Marissa asked. The court gasped.

Lady Carly looked at her, slightly shocked that she had heard her. "Oh, I was just stating the marriage law, your majesty," she gave her a nervous smile and curtsey.

"Oh, well then perhaps you could state it for the entire court. Lady Carly," Marissa told her.

"Yes, the marriage law-" Marissa cut her off.

"Louder."

"The marriage law," she said a little louder than her first attempt. "Throughout the land, no one may wed til Fredward shares his Marriage bed." Lady Carly announces.

Prince Fredward pouts slightly. He didn't want to be called Fredward, he wanted to be called Freddie, but his mother is just so stubborn that she insists on calling him Fredward. Although sometimes he calls her "Freddibear" but that's even worse.

"Good," Queen Marissa then turned back to Nevel "Continue…"

"This last question has four parts, it concerns a famous man who's known as the Knight of the Red Cross," He opens the scroll once again. "One, what was his name? Two, what beast did he slay? Three, how many rows of teeth did the beast have and what kind? And Four, what was the middle name of the daughter in law of the bestfriend of the blacksmith who forged the sword that killed the beast?"

"Alright then," the princess started. "One, Saint George," The court gasped in anticipation. "Two, the dragon," another gasp from the court. "Three, twelve rows of teeth made of iron." Another gasp. Prince Freddie smiled as Queen Marissa stared her slightly angry. "Four…could you repeat the last question?"

"Middle name, Daughter in law, bestfriend, blacksmith," Nevel simply said as he turned the hourglass beside him upside down.

"Right, right I-I know this, uhm…" The princess thought about it.

"Tick-tock, Tick-Tock," the queen says mockingly.

King John Benson, the mute king glared at the queen although she didn't notice.

"It was…AIDA!" the princess almost yelled.

Everyone turned to look at Nevel expectantly.

"Ooh, I'm sorry, so close, but the actual answer was Aida." Nevel said 'Aida' in a different pronunciation. "Thanks for playing," he says with a smile.

The princess looked shocked, she almost had it right. Everyone in the court said "Aw," sadly and they meant it.

"Oh, what a shame, you do show aptitude my dear, and cleanliness, I can give you that but remember blood will tell and yours didn't tell us quite enough." She says in a matter of fact-ly tone.

"For a princess is a delicate thing, delicate and dainty as a dragon fly's wing, you can recognize a lady by her elegant hair, but a genuine princess is exceedingly rare…" she sang. "Goodbye, good luck and get out." She said to the princess. The princess burst into tears and ran off.

"These emotional outbursts are so tiresome," She said dramatically.

King John suddenly started playing a yoyo that extended up to Queen Marissa.

"JOHN!" she said angrily. " If I have told you once, I have told you a thousand times, I will NOT have you playing these foolish games and making and absolute idiot of yourself," He pulled back the yoyo. "It. Just. Isn't. DIGINIFIED. Even though you are unable to speak you are still the king and it's up to you to set a proper example for the court!" She looked over at the Jester/Translator for the king, Spencer, who was mocking the queen. "As for you Jester, I would appreciate it if you stop encouraging him, you're just as bad as he is," she groaned. "The things I have to put up with around here, if it weren't for me this kingdom will fall apart; it would absolutely go to pieces." She said as she took the arm of Nevel the wizard who escorted her down from her throne.

"Don't dilly dally Fredward, darling, it's almost time for your Cocoa and your tick bath later after that." She said looking back over to Prince Freddie and the proceeded to walk out of the courtroom.

Prince Freddie nodded and looked over to his dad. He winked at him reassuring him that everything will be fine as he followed his Mom out.

As Queen Marissa and Prince Freddie had their cocoa, the queen noticed Freddie's expression. He was sad.

"Alright, what is it?" Marissa asked her son.

"I'm beginning to think that you don't want me to get married." Freddie explained.

Marissa looked shocked. "Don't want you to get married? Fredward don't you trust me?"

"Of course but-"

"Then how can you say such a thing? I want you to get married, why only this morning I was telling your father 'John, I want that boy to get married'. "

"But then why can't I-"his mother cut him off again.

"Of course he didn't say anything, he never does, and yet I don't want you to worry your tiny little head over the fact that your father and I don't get along and never have, but he may be a mean, stupid, selfish, dreadful, rotten man, but he's still your father and I want you to respect him. There's only one person who really cares about you, and your future," she stands up and makes her way to Freddie. "And that's what I'm talking about now, YOUR FUTURE. Freddibear you can't just marry anybody, she has to be someone suitable, someone good enough and sweet enough, smart enough, for my good, nice, sweet, smart little baby boy." She cooed. "And she has to be a genuine princess, of the royal blood just as I was." She sighed then hugged Freddie. "That's what you really want, huh, sweetheart, someone like me? Of course you do." He let go of him. "Just remember this, if you search the whole wide world over, you'll never quite find another, there's no place like your mother," she says. "Now stand up cause it's time for your tick bath, Freddibear." The Queen walked out of the pantry leaving Freddie groaning to himself, he hates tick baths.

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