((Author's Note: All these names are taken from my friends… Even down to the Princess and Prince. No, the characteristics do NOT match at all… Well, not much, anyways. I give heart-felt apologies to Katie and Anthony for my rather-rude depicture of them and making them the "couple." But I did find it rather hilarious to see them in that sort of frame. Of course, Nicole and Aaron fit perfectly anyways, so… J Anyways, I dedicate this fairy tale to Nicole, the wonderful character and person who captured hearts with her, what, two sentences? The story is slightly based on a different fairy tale… But not by much.))

The Wonderful story of how our Beloved King Anthony Died

(Including Slight Sarcasm and Facts about Other Characters)

Once upon a time there was a beautiful Princess-lady named Katherine Alansia Ferdita Relier Dyanne Brytane Sarahlefa (plus a great many other ridiculous middle names) who was cursed by an evil, rather ugly witch to be forever guarded by a pink fire-breathing dragon named Sally (who happened to be male, if that's of any consequence.)

Many brave and noble knights from her kingdom had challenged the dragon to a duel, but (due to scalding, cheap armor that is really painful to wear, not to mention when it liquefies on you) all had melted away. As a result to all the dead soldiers, the King's army was sorely reduced and, so, King decided to stop sending people to rescue his daughter. The Princess had given up hope until one day a lying, vile, though quite polite, robber and thief named Aaron came along.  Instead of challenging the dragon like all the true and honest knights, he quietly sneaked up to the Princess's tower and rescued her, getting away with only a slight burn (on his lower backside region, if you were wondering). 

On the way home, the Princess became disgusted with Aaron's bluntness and "low ways." She immediately called her father from her cell phone and was brought home to marry the nearest and richest Prince nearby, a somewhat conceited, though also very polite and nice, lad named Anthony. The King retired immediately and allowed Prince Anthony to rule his kingdom.

Aaron became a reformed man and went home to marry his very godly and church-fearing childhood sweetheart named Nicole. They had a very happy life which involved Nicole threatening Aaron every time he even thought about going to the pub without her.

King Anthony and Queen Katherine also lived a happy life until a group of peasants decided they disagreed with monarchy and led a revolution that ended (rather quickly, due to the reduced army of three squires) in the King's head being cut off. I am happy to say that the King bravely shivered, hidden in his bathroom, the whole time the revolution went on.

The previous King spent his summer days sitting in a bathhouse and yelling "Bunny, bring me another beer."

(Who said this was a good story with good morals?)

The End