Hai Hai minna-san! Kitade desu~
I hope you're up for some (poor) crack. Cauze you'll only see that: crack, OOC, poor attempt at romance and OCs
I'll publish a chapter every day until the long awaited Valentine Day. Now Enjoy ^^
Snow White
Chapter 1 – The Hobson's choice
Once upon a time in a faraway country a beautiful queen who really wanted to give birth to a little girl.
She was a very, very nice woman, but in her life, she had never got what she really wanted. For instance, when she was younger, she asked Santa in a letter to bring her a sweet doll with curly blonde hair and blue eyes she saw in an advertisement, but instead, she got a transformer figurine. In spite of the fact she had been a really lovely girl in her teenage years, she could never become the high school beauty queen. It had always been that Barbie bitch who won all the beauty contests. And finally, she couldn't even marry the man she loved, Ken, since the guy happened to be as gay as… Well, as Ken.
But she was a princess, too, so in the end she still became a queen.
A winter night, it was snowing. The queen was at her window, watching the snow fall from the cold sky while sewing little dresses for a girl. This was an obsession for her: there were already two gigantic rooms filled with baby and girlish stuffs.
She pricked her finger with the nail. Blood fell on the dark window.
"Ah" She sighed when she saw it. "If only I could have a little girl with the skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair as black as ebony."
This wish, at least, was granted. Many months later she was giving birth to the long awaited baby…
No. Not exactly.
"Where is she…" She was panting on the operating table, exhausted but gleaming with happiness. "Where is my sweet little girl?"
The doctor looked at her, sweat dropping.
"Er… Mrs. the queen, do you remember, you said you wanted a little girl with black hair, white skin, etc.? You surely can recall it, since you've been nagging everyone with that for nine months now… So… say hello to your baby!"
He showed the queen a crying, screaming, writhing form with hair as white as snow, cheeks as red as blood, and fortunately nothing else as dark as ebony on the body.
The queen stared at her child, a bit disappointed. But she felt she didn't have much time left, so she smiled at the toddler.
"It's alright. After all, that's my child. Now, doctor, can you cut the umbilical cord, please? I want to take my adorable girl in my arms…"
"Ahem… Madam… That's your son's penis."
"Ah?"
Then she died.
R&R please! Even if I know it's lame...