Waverly was nothing short of angelic. A perfect, eighteen-year-old angel come down to Earth as a gift for the mortal world. She possessed flowing hair the color of honey that shined in even the palest sunlight, a pair of eyes in a stunning shade of blue that, until she came along, was believed to be unattainable by natural means, and a set of perfectly straight, pearly white teeth. She was truly her mother's child. Of course, being the eldest daughter of Buttercup and Westley (one of the handsomer couples of the day) did have its perks. Startlingly beautiful features, a charming smile, wit...though she also carried her mother's mental capacity (which, as you may recall, was not one of the greater ones of the time). Yes, Waverly was certainly a fetching creature. All the Florinese boys wanted to marry her and all the Florinese women wanted to strangle her and divvy up her various body parts in hopes of exchanging them for their own less-than-perfect ones. Whatever their viewpoint, however, everyone in the small country of Florin knew who she was.

And then there was Merina.

Westley and Buttercup's second daughter was not, to put it truthfully, a stunning girl. True, she was attractive enough, but she certainly did not measure up to her sister's esteemed level of one-hundred-and-ten percent feminine perfection. At the ripe old age of sixteen, Merina had a full head of remarkably thick hair the color of fine dark chocolate (this was long after chocolate, but only just following the invention of dark chocolate) and eyes a similar shade. When she was born, her eyes were the same exact color as her father's - like the sea after a storm - but by the time she turned two the color had faded and darkened into their present, plain color (though some of the village boys still argue that it was easy to get lost in those eyes if you tried hard enough). Her teeth were white, though not as white as her sister's and they were two millimeters off of being perfectly straight. However, despite her flaws, however menial, Merina had a sound head on her shoulders and possessed her father's natural aptitude for learning.

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A/N- this kind of goes along with (though not really) the book version including the excerpt included from the "long-lost sequel" Buttercup's Baby. meaning i didn't create Waverly. Merina is all mine, but not Waverly. just so you know.