Welcome back! It's Hollywood here with the first chapter of this sequel for your reading entertainment. Enjoy!
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He had tried to remember who had talked him into this. The catalogue lied…he looked like a fairy instead of a regal king. In vain, he threw the crown to the ground, only to be given a sharp look from his wife. He picked the half plastic, half metal crown from the ground and hastily put it back onto his curly-haired head.
"Shush, you'll wake her. Go do…something!" Cat Shapiro, a little firecracker with velvet red hair pushed her husband into the room's adjoining kitchen and got back to work. She was hanging pink streamers along the wall of their living room, standing tiptoe on a chair so she could reach. The curly-haired man returned to the living room, a look of mischief glittering in his dark brown eyes. He snuck up behind the girl and attempted to pick her up, but she clung to the wall giggling. "Robbie Shapiro I swear to God if you wake her up it'll be your head!" She thwacked him in the head with the roll of streamers and continued to work. Robbie bowed and got his best regal voice ready.
"Whatever you say my queen. Shall I check on the prisoners in the dungeon?"
"You mean the cookies? Yeah, can you bring them up and put them on the table in the kitchen please?" He sighed and began to walk out of the room.
"You can't let me have any fun, can you?"
"No prisoners in the dungeon! It's a princess tea party not a dungeons and dragons malice fest!" Having returned from the basement, Robbie put the tray of princess cookies on the table and walked back into the living room.
"Fine, but that doesn't mean that I won't let Aiden and Zach slay a few dragons."
"You keep your trouble away from the girls, alright? Clea told me she doesn't need the boys being boys during her party. Not in those exact words, but close enough."
"Clea loves the boys though!"
"Not when they spend their play dates trying to ruin Clea and Emilie's."
"They just need attention."
"That's why they'll be in charge of Noah today…that'll keep them busy. Now help me finish hanging these streamers."
When the time for the party came, the Shapiro house was transformed into a castle of royal proportions. In the kitchen, there were cookies shaped like princes and horses, and cucumber finger sandwiches - a tea party favorite. The living room was covered in streamers, and there were kid sized chairs all over the room. A tall slender woman stood dutifully in the corner, where a rack full of dresses and a box of jewelry stood. The woman was Carmella, who ran a local company - Royal Princess Tea Time - whose specialty was just this; tea parties. Balloons were on the mailbox, along with a banner announcing that it was the little girl's third birthday. When the guests began to arrive, they were astounded by the work put into the party.
Trina Vega was one of the first to arrive, although she was no longer Trina Vega. She had married a man she had met while abroad, a blonde man from England named James. They had adopted a daughter from China, whom they had named Emilie. Emilie was coincidentally the same age as Clea, and the two had been inseparable since they had met. The two hugged and ran into the other room, talking animatedly with Carmella and trying to pick out which dress they would want. One by one the girls came, and soon enough the house was filled with giggling and rather loud talking. The girls picked out their dresses, while the two boys stayed in their prince costumes. (Although Robbie knew that they very much wanted to be terrifying dragons than adorable princes. Plus, the girls had cooties.)
Half way through the party, when the girls were eating in their dresses, Cat stood at the far end of the kitchen and tapped her spoon on her glass.
"Hey! I just wanted to thank you guys for coming, and we had a little announcement for you. We wanted to keep it a secret for a while, but we don't know if Clea has told anyone." (This comment was received with a shout of protest from the girl, who stood on her chair and put her little hands on her hips, insisting that she didn't tell anyone.) "We're having another baby!" The adults in the room, mainly their friends from high school, clapped and shouted, and Jade yelled;
"I thought you two were done going at it." She smiled and laughed at her own joke, along with everybody else.
"So here's to new beginnings, and a happy birthday to my little princess." The group clinked classes, and the little princesses smashed their plastic teacups together, finding enjoyment in copying the adults.
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