Sleeping Quatre

Once upon a time, there was a rich old geezer who had a son called Quatre Winner, who was blessed at birth by spell Faeries.

'Baby Quatre, we have three Faeries here to bless you.' Said the rich old geezer. He pulled three Faeries from jars, sprinkled their dust over Quatre and waited for them to take their forms...

The first faerie grew to human size and waved her wand around. 'Quatre... I give you long, blonde curls to be envied.'

The second Faerie grew to human size too. She waved her wand and said, 'Quatre, I give you a song to rival the songbirds.'

The next faerie grew to full size too. When she was about to wave her wand, the evil, dark witch stopped her... It was Relena.

'Ha, Quatre doesn't need those gifts... What he needs is kindness. He will have kindness, golden locks and a voice to rival songbirds... Until he turns 16!' She shouted. 'As soon as he turns 16, he will touch his finger to a spindle… And DIE!'

Relena ran out of the door. The rich old geezer was worried... his son would die unless the faeries could help. 'Faeries, can you save my son Quatre?'

The third faerie stepped forwards. 'I haven't given him my gift yet. Even though the evil witch Relena cursed him... I can help.' She smiled.

'He will not die. He will only sleep, until someone he trusts will break the spell.' She said. 'It's the only way for us to save him.'

16 years later... It is Quatre's Birthday. The old geezer has eliminated every spinning wheel in Arabia, so they can only hope that Quatre will be safe...

'Quatre, it's your 16th birthday and we've got a party organised. Please get changed into your best pink shirt for it.' Said the old geezer. Quatre nodded and ran to his room... And saw what he'd thought was eliminated from the land.

'My... What is that?' he asked himself. He walked forwards and stabbed his finger on the spindle... How predictable.

Evil witch Relena ran into the room. 'My curse will never fail! It's impossible for them to fail!'

The three magical faeries flew in through the roof and sprinkled dust on the Evil Witch Relena... Making her fall into a deep sleep.

'Cursed powerpuff impersonators!' she cried... Falling a sleep at the same time. 'I'll get you...'

The faeries laughed and flew outside, sprinkling dust on everyone... All except for one, who was already asleep.

Trowa woke with a yawn and heard loud snoring... It was coming from the enchanted tower in the castle. 'This means that the evil witch Relena's spell has worked on everyone but me...'

He got out of bed and ran over to the tower, only to be stopped by the Spell Faeries.

'Stop! You cannot enter unless you can cut the thorns surrounding the castle.' Said one of the Faeries.

Trowa looked around. 'What thorns? I can't see any thorns. Did you forget to summon them or something?!'

'Oopies... ^_^' replied the faerie. 'I'm very forgetful...'

The faeries lead Trowa to the tower anyway. Inside there was Quatre, sleeping like a log. Trowa walked up to him and examined him.

'I think I need to kick him.' He said. 'There's a big red X on the side of him with 'KICK ME HERE' written next to it.'

'Try it then,' said the second Faerie. 'But it may shock him a bit.'

Trowa walked forward and kicked Quatre's side. However, nothing happened. 'I don't get it, why doesn't it work?'

Trowa examined him again. 'DAMMIT! WAKE UP, DAMN YOU!'

Quatre opened his eyes. 'Mmm? What do you want?'

Everyone looked. 'You were taking a nap?! What happened to the Evil Witch Relena's Curse?!'

'I dunno! I hit my finger off the spindle and I felt all sleepy so I took a nap for a bit.' Quatre replied. He yawned.

Everyone's face dropped. '^-^;'

'You wasted my precious time! I must get back to the circus now... I've missed the knife-throwing act... And I starred in it!' Shouted Trowa, as he left the tower in a huff.

Later that day, Quatre got back to normal and everyone woke up... All except the Evil Witch Relena.

And everyone lived happily ever after!