… Well, oddly enough this story got a follower, and two reviews. From what FanFiction allows me to see (AKA EVERYTHING!) the follower was NOT the person who said that they'd read more of this craziness if I wrote more. So, unless my math is wrong, that means there are two people that would read more of this chaos. So, what do I do? I write more!
Chapter 2 (I guess, since this story doesn't have much as far as a plot goes):
Well, Aurora, it's your lucky day. "Huh, what?" Aurora said groggily as she was startled awake by the narrator's beautiful, velvety voice.
"Yeah, NOT!" Aurora shouted. Hey, don't forget, I control everything. Including what you get to eat for breakfast. And whether you live or die.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. What do you want? I thought you were done with me," Aurora said. I was. But the audience wasn't. So, thanks to them, you get to do something other than sleep. How can you sleep, anyway? You just spent over 28 years sleeping.
"I had nothing better to do, thanks to you!" Aurora shouted. True. Still, you could have found something more productive to do. Sleeping. They called you Sleeping Beauty before the curse, didn't they?
"No! They did not! I slept a perfectly acceptable amount of time before then!" Aurora shouted. So, like sixteen hours a day?
"No! The standard eight hours!" Aurora shouted. Please, stop shouting. I can hear you perfectly fine without all the yelling.
"Well, then I'm going to keep shouting because you are getting on my last nerve!" Aurora screamed. You do realize that I have absolute power, right? If I wanted to, I could shut you up in a moment's notice.
"I dare you to try," Aurora said. Alright, I will. Aurora opened her mouth the speak, but found she couldn't utter a sound. Finally, some peace and quiet. So, how do you like eating old sardines?
Aurora didn't say anything, as the amazingly handsome narrator had silenced her. She did, however, get a look of horror on her face. The narrator decided that meant she wanted some sardines. Aurora saw a can of sardines laying at the feet of one of the women that had been unconscious on the ground for the entire duration of this story. Aurora picked up the can and began eating the sardines, desperately trying not to vomit. Tears sprang to her eyes at the foul taste of the sardines that were very likely expired.
The blonde chick (Aurora glared at the sky, hoping the narrator got the message), okay woman woke up. She looked at Aurora as she was eating her sardines. "Hey, are those my sardines?" the woman asked.
Aurora, through her tears, nodded. "Why are you eating them?" the woman asked.
Aurora pointed at the sky, where she thought the narrator was. She glared at the sky. Oh, alright, I'll let you talk. Aurora felt her voice return to her. She opened her mouth and croaked like a frog. She turned red and glared at the sky. Oh, you want to talk like a person? I suppose I'll let you talk. Just remember, I have all the power.
Aurora opened her mouth and said "Hello."
The blonde woman looked at her. "Hi? You ate my sardines and all you have to say is hi?" she asked.
"I was under the control of an evil narrator! He has absolute power and for whatever reason bears some kind of grudge against me," Aurora explained.
The woman looked at Aurora as if she were crazy. "Uh huh. Who are you?" she asked.
"My name's Aurora. I am, or rather, I was the princess of this castle," Aurora said. Yeah, now you're the princess of a bunch of ruins. Princess of Garbage, that's you. Aurora growled.
"My name's Emma," the woman said. "And she's," Emma gestured to the dark haired woman "my mom, Snow White."
"Wait, the Snow White? The one who defeated the Evil Queen?" Aurora asked. Aurora looked at Snow. "How is she your mom? She doesn't look like she's much older than you are."
"Long story," Emma said. This conversation is boring me. I think I'll just fast forward past all of this nonsense and get to something more interesting.
"Wait, what?" Aurora asked.
"Who are you talking to?" Emma asked.
"The evil narrator!" Aurora replied. Well, fast forward means I'm going to skip a bunch of stuff and start narrating something more interesting. So, to keep the audience with us, I'm going to go to the part where it's night and you're in the woods with Emma and Snow. You and Snow are all acquainted now and they decided to keep you along. Got it?
"What? No," Aurora said. Bummer, I'm fast forwarding!
Fast forward...
Fast forward...
Fast forward...
And here we are. Night time, it's dark, there's a roaring fire, and, what else? Oh, yeah, that's right! You got poison ivy. "Ow!" Aurora yelled. "Hey? Why'd you do that?"
"Who is she talking to?" Snow whispered to Emma.
"Some omnipotent narrator who controls everything," Emma said.
"And you believe that?" Snow asked.
"No. Not even kind of," Emma said.
Well, Rory, can I call you Rory? "No!" Aurora replied.
Well, why not? I feel like we've really gotten to know you. "Don't call me that!" Aurora yelled. I suppose I owe you a little. Alright, you can be Aurora. For now.
What was I doing? "Why did you give me poison ivy?" Aurora asked. Oh, yeah. Because you were annoying me before. Enjoy the itch.
"What are you going to do now?" Aurora asked. Nothing. I'm done for now. Enjoy your break. It may be everlasting.
Author's Note:
Here's more. I have absolutely no idea how to extend this story any further so, unless I get some ideas, this is probably the end of the story.
On another note, I have become slightly enamored with Sarah Bolger, the beautiful and talented actress who plays Aurora. If anyone knows how to somehow get her attention, be it Twitter or Facebook or some other social media or some other method, and would like to share it with me, I'd really appreciate it. I would very much like to have a conversation with her, even if it is via social media. Though I kind of doubt anyone will have anything for me.