A random poem about Rachel at the ball with the boy she loves
I do not own KND or 1/362!! Mr. Warbuton does so there!
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Rachel's Cinderella Story
There was once this sweet, blonde girl,
Whose eyes shone like a brown pearl.
Her name is Rachel Mckenzie,
The Supreme Commander of the KND.
So stern was she in her lead,
To aid one and every kid.
But deep inside she was a poor thing,
For she had no family, no nothing!
A brother of 7 only she had,
And two aunts who treated her bad.
She felt sad she couldn't be,
A normal girl like you and me.
Up in the Moonbase did she live,
Mission reports did she receive.
Until one day she had a call,
Telling her about an upcoming ball.
Rachel was excited, until she saw,
She had no dress, no date, at all.
But four members from the Sector V,
Came over to help her willingly.
They got her a dress, like the Fairy Godmother,
A dress so pretty, it was like no other.
They finally got her a date, who you know,
Was non-other than Nigel Uno.
On the night of the ball, a beautiful night it seems,
Nigel was waiting for the girl of his dreams.
And in came Rachel, oh my! What a sight!
Her jewel covered dress was glimmering in the light.
Nigel blushed and smiled and took her hand,
And said she was the fairest girl of the land.
Rachel blushed but had nothing to say,
But she felt this was the day.
They danced together with the music so slow,
Hoping this hour will never go.
Then suddenly, oh no! The horror came!
That fiery Father, oh he is insane!
That villain snatched Rachel away from her prince,
A thing he wanted to do ever since.
Nigel was horrified, but it turned to fury,
"I'll save you Rachel!" he cried angrily.
He followed the villain to his mansion,
Just to save his girl in all the tension.
When Father saw his little nephew coming,
He did a horrible, terrible thing.
He flung his fire at the boy,
Wanting to burn him, like an unwanted toy.
But Nigel was smart, and ever so swift,
He dodged the flames in one drift.
Running over, he rescued his princess,
But Rachel was no damsel in distress.
She had freed herself, brave as she was,
Then Nigel knew they had not lost.
They ran away together, hand in hand,
Like Romeo and Juliet, in the end.
Father was in anger, but could do nothing.
For their love had defeated everything.
They ran back to the ball,
Glad to escape the danger and all.
They got back and continued their dance,
Wanting to have a peaceful night for once.
So as their friends smiled at the sight,
Rachel and her prince danced into the night!
End!