Chapter 1: Behavior
"Location: Richmond, Virginia, Celrock Universe, July 22nd 2051"
One day, Rosemary went and found Peter in the castle throne room.
"Hey, dad?" Rosemary asked.
"What is it, Rosemary?" Peter asked.
"Well, the truth is, I... I'm very interested in your sword." Rosemary replied.
"My sword?" Peter asked in confusion.
Rosemary nodded.
"Yeah. Was it custom made? I've never seen another blade like it. The design is so interesting and ornate. Everything about it seems special." Rosemary replied.
"Hmm. It's true that Erebus is unique. It was handed down to me by TheDisneyFan365, and only those worthy of it can wield it. One day, you will inherit this sword. However, you are not yet ready. You lack the discipline and preparedness of a queen. Your impetuous and bossy nature makes it clear that you aren't ready to lead." Peter explained.
Rosemary frowned.
"Why wouldn't I be ready? Are you concerned about my capabilities? I'll continue to develop my skills. I will prove myself to you! I've gotten much stronger! I've even bested you from time to time when we train! You know how much I've improved!" Rosemary asked.
"You've grown as a fighter, certainly. But I'm concerned about your unhealthy fixation on winning and being above everyone." Peter replied.
Rosemary scowled.
"What are you talking about? I mean, I DID start training in order to beat you in sparring. But I wouldn't say that I'm OBSESSED with winning, exactly. And I get along with the rest of the gang now... mostly." Rosemary snapped.
Peter crossed his arms.
"You only use a weapon to try and gain the upper hand? Unbelievable." Peter said.
Rosemary smiled.
"Yeah!" Rosemary replied.
Peter sighed.
"That thinking proves how much you still have to learn. You will never inherit this sword with your mind-set! I-I need some fresh air. I think I'll go outside to clear my head." Peter said.
He walked out of the throne room.
"Oh, come on! Don't storm off! My attitude is not THAT bad!" Rosemary called out.
