The pattern of the sky encasted itself upon my mind; clouds swirling elegantly admist the orange and pink burning throughout the land, telling me the sun was rising. The air around was slowly fading from cold and crisp to warm and bright, making me look forward to Jollywood. The door was just waiting to be knocked.
Knock. Knock.
I heard mumbling a few moments later. Opening the door, a man with ginger hair wearing a green nightgown cried "How many times do I have to tell you salespeople, neither the Queen nor I want to buy anything from you! WHY WON'T YOU LET US HAVE SLEEP?!" He then opened his eyes which widened. "You're not a salesperson..."
I bit back a laugh, shaking my head. "No. I'm a burglar."
"Oh. A burglar, that's - WAIT WHAT?!" I burst into a fit of giggles.
"Oh, that's rich! You actually believe that?! Ha!" The man then glared at me.
"Okay Little miss, tell me who you really are and why you're here before I close the door." He growled.
I dumped my luggage on the floor, gave an over- exaggerated bow and replied "I am the Queen' s niece."
"Oh! My apologies your highness! Yes, of course! She's been expecting you Snowbelle!"
"Snow." I snapped, blue eyes piercing his green ones. "My name is Snow."
"Oh-kay... Come in! Your room is up the stairs twice, turn left and 6th from the first."
"Thanks!" I hurried up the stairs and then noticed two pathways.
"Which way was it?" Shrugging I turned left and entered the 4th room. I almost jumped out of my skin seeing a mirror snoring. Wrong room.
Quickly exiting, I eventually found my room. I threw my bags on the bed and ran off to explore. My room could wait.
I entered a room leading outside to a balcony. I grinned, walking to it and leaning on the smooth marble. Everything was incredible. A glittering in the corner of my eye caught my attention like fire did to cavemen. Eagerly, I turned and saw a plaque reading 'The Ding Dong Bell'. Curious, I read the name aloud to see if anything would happened. Nothing did and I was about to leave when a long rope attached to a bell appeared. I jumped far more elegantly than I liked and cautiously approached it. I pulled harshly and a melodious chiming broke out. A large windmill appeared to be making something come out from inside it but I couldn't tell. I had to squint to tell that it was a windmill and not a tourist attraction.
Suddenly there was a loud cry of "Hi-Ho!" before the wall magically separated in to an archway and a cart filled with as seven little men barged through. What. The. Hell?! I gaped as they all bowed. "How can we help you, your majesty?" One asked. I squealed.
"OH MY GOSH! You guys are sooo freakin' adorable!" They all snapped up and screamed. A green one zoomed past me and hid. The grumpiest of them marched up to me and frowned.
"Alright, where's the Queen?" He demanded.
"Asleep most likely."One curled up on the floor, yawning.
"That sounds like a good idea..." He drifted asleep only for the one interrogating me to wake him up.
"Not now Sleepy! We've gotta find out where the Queen is! Who knows what this maniac has done!"
The door burst open and the guy from earlier ran in.
"Oh no.. Snowbelle! You've not been here for a day and already you've summoned the 7D!" He yelled. I glared at the man.
"Friend of yours, Starchy?" The grumpy one commented dryly, raising an eyebrow. 'Starchy' scoffed.
"This is the Queen' s niece, Princess Snowbelle White. She insists on being called Snow." A rather nerdy one 'oh' ed'
"Well if that's the case, Welcome to Jollywood!" I smiled broadly.
I was gonna love it here.