In which Daisy decides that some men must die, or be punished in some uber painful way….
It started during a beautiful day, one of those days Daisy loved best. There was a full blue sky, robin egg blue, covered in all the right places by large puffy white clouds. A sparkling sun was half covered by a cloud, but the air was still warm with sunshine and it was a perfect day for a princess to enjoy herself.
Daisy slipped on her tennis shoes, tied them in tight bows and jogged out of her room and downstairs.
"Morning Dad." She said cheerfully to her father as she took a seat at the table.
"Good morning." The king replied, taking a large sip of his coffee while being attentive to the flat screen television hanging on the far wall.
Daisy noticed him watching it and rolled her eyes, grabbing a Danish from one of the bowls on the table. As usual the servants had decked out the table in all sorts of breakfast foods, though most of the time no one really ate it all.
She began chewing on the delectable pastry while her dad continued to stare blankly at the television, occasionally laughing or snorting under his breath when the screen showed something he liked or didn't like.
Daisy finished quickly and stood up, ready to embrace the day.
"Just a moment Daisy."
She sighed to herself and looked at her dad who had one eye on her, one eye on the TV, "Yes?"
"We're going to have a visitor coming so you mustn't run off today."
"What?" She gaped at him, "But it's a beautiful day outside. Did you even look out the window today?"
"No, but be as that may, you must be in attendance today."
"That is so unfair." Daisy whined, "I was going to challenge Peachy to a tennis match! It's the perfect weather for that, or any other sport!"
He gave her a sharp look and she frowned, "Fine!" She threw her hands up in frustration and left the room.
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Grr…whoever it is they are so not earning any level of kindness or interest from me! Daisy thought angrily.
She began tossing a small rubber ball up into the air, lying on her back on her bed, staring angrily up at the ceiling. It was just so unfair.
Life isn't fair Daisy, that's what her father would say.
The girl groaned and chucked the ball against the wall where it bounced off and bounced again on the floor before rolling under her bed.
She faintly wondered who it was that was coming to visit the castle today. Was it maybe one of father's boring friends? She didn't know, and she felt angry enough not to care, but as usual, her curious nature had her musing about it.
After thinking it over for awhile, Daisy decided that it was probably some boring old guy from a far away land who just wanted to blab with her dad about something. If that was the case, why did she have to be here? He surely wasn't going to make her sit through one of his boring meetings was he?
There was a knock at the door and Daisy frowned, "Who is it?"
"Me." Her father.
"Come in I guess." Daisy sighed.
He opened the door and looked at her for a second before shaking his head, "Daisy don't be childish, I'm not asking you to take out the trash or something, this should be simple for you."
"I don't want to be stuck in this stupid castle while my friends are out there somewhere enjoying the sun." Daisy said unhappily, "It's been really cruddy out lately, and now that it's beautiful I can't even enjoy it."
"Nonsense." The king said, "You can always head outside after he leaves."
"When will that be?"
"He hasn't arrived yet Daisy."
"Hurrah."
He gave her a slight glare and she looked away.
No one said anything for a while then the king cleared his throat, "A maid will come to retrieve you when he arrives, please make yourself decent."
"Jeez, it's not like I'm going to head downstairs naked!" She groaned.
"I meant your hair."
She felt the matted up mess that was her hair, tangled from lying in bed, "Oh."
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Daisy had fallen asleep from boredom several minutes after her father left and was annoyed when she was awakened by a loud knock at the door.
"Miss Daisy." A feminine voice said through the door, "It's time to head on downstairs and meet your guests."
"Kay." Daisy moaned, "Just a moment."
She laid there in bed for a moment longer, head buried in her pillow, before rolling over and staring at the wall. A minute later she was brushing the bird's nest out of her hair and staring sullen at her reflection in the mirror.
Afterwards Daisy slipped on one of her usual dresses, folding her shorts and shirt away into a drawer.
She glanced at the mirror a second time, making a playful face at her reflection, then left the room.
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The royal dining table was set and all the royals, Daisy and the King pretty much, had taken their seats at the front of the table, Daisy a bit to his right on the corner. The flower princess sat there bored, her eyes staring with blank interest at a fly that was buzzing around in the air until it's small life was ended by a resounding 'Thrack" by a male servant who after smacking it, scooped it into a napkin and left the room.
With a loud sigh she rested her head on the table just as there was the voice of the royal announcer.
"Presenting the Duke of Ocean Isle Manor, Sir Clematus and his son Roynan."
Son? Of course! Daisy thought as she sat up in her seat, that's why father insisted I stay here today. Oh joy.
The princess stared as two men entered the room. One was tall and willowy, with a short grey beard and a tanned complexion with sharp cheekbones, the second was the vision of 'a golden boy', she found, with distaste. He was very handsome with bright golden hair, with a small curl on his forehead. He gazed about the room with his head held tall, an arrogant upturned expression, too sharp for one just of confidence. When his eyes met Daisy's she looked away quickly. This would not end well.
"Your majesty." The tall man, no doubt the father, bowed deeply to her father, the son doing the same, his eyes on Daisy which made her feel discontented.
"This must be the fair flower Daisy." The prince said mostly to the king, giving Daisy a slight smirk; an arrogant self-righteous smirk. Oh boy…
Without warning he took Daisy's hand in his and planted his lips on the back of her hand. Daisy was taken by surprise and stared dumbly at the boy before he left to take his seat.
Plates were filled and silverware made small clinking noises as the people seated at the table began serving themselves, servants rounding the table with pitchers of wines and juices.
The whole time Daisy ate silently, picking at her asparagus with a fork, mashing the already over-boiled vegetable, and glancing occasionally at her father who was chatting pleasantly with Duke Clematus.
"So, Daisy?" A cool voice started.
She looked up to cast her eyes at Roynan who smiled at her, "Yes?"
"How is life in Sarasaland? Attend any grand parties lately?"
"Umm, no, not really."
He gave her a curious look then fell silent, taking in a big scoop of mash potatoes, a little on his lips, which made Daisy raise an eyebrow. He ate so fast, and didn't seem to mind when food got on his face. She got very angry when he motioned for a servant, because of what he made that servant do. At first the manservant looked confused then the Duke's son impatiently gestured for him to wipe the food off his face. Daisy watched this all in disgust and felt sorry for the poor servant who looked dismayed at being asked such a thing, no not asked, told to.
I don't like this guy; Daisy thought to herself, he thinks he's so high and mighty. We're of the highest rank and neither Dad nor I ask the servants to do something so…demeaning.
After lunch, when the servants had carried the plates away, Daisy stood up and scooted her chair in. Clematus looked up at her, almost in alarm, and she felt the son's eyes on her as well.
"I'm going to my room to get ready." Daisy said firmly to her father who sighed.
"Ready?" Roynan inquired, "For what?"
"I'm going to hang out with my friends." Daisy said sharply, "We like to get out on days like this, enjoy the sun."
"Really?" He looked curiously at her, "Where I'm from the ladies prefer to stay inside, where it's cool."
"Well this is Sarasaland, we enjoy the sun." Daisy informed him and left the room.
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Sweet freedom, Daisy thought happily as she tossed away her dress and slipped on her shorts and an orange tank top. The princess happily brushed her hair and had it up on her head in no time.
She left the room running past servants and a few guards, excited for the chance to be out and under the sun.
Daisy entered the great room, a huge expanse that they used when throwing balls, which was the room you went through to get to the exit/entrance. She walked across the floor her tennis shoes squeaking on the stone, and in no time was standing in front of the double doors. She moved her hand to open them and smiled at the thought of sunshine flooding over her face, when she heard footsteps and an annoyingly familiar voice behind her.
"What in the world are you wearing?"
Daisy spun around to glare at the tall prince who was frowning at her, "What, women don't dress like this where you're from?" She asked coldly.
He didn't seem to notice the tone of her voice and shook his head, "No, they dress proper, at all times."
"What?" Daisy growled, "You did not just say that did you?"
Roynan just shook his head, giving her an almost pitying look, "It's a shame really."
With that he walked away, leaving a fuming Daisy.
The nerve! She thought angrily and moved to open the door.
"Daisy." What now?
"What?" She turned to see her father approaching from across the room.
"We're not done here yet." He informed her, "Don't be rude Daisy, this young man came a long way to visit with you?"
"Wait, came to see me? You're kidding right?" Daisy said, "Well if that's the case, he doesn't like me very much, he just commented about how improper I was."
The king looked her up and down, "Well, you're not in your royal attire."
"Dad!"
"Daisy, please."
"Fine! One more hour, then can I please go outside?"
"Deal."
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Daisy took a seat in the room near a tall bookcase and glanced at Roynan who sat nearby near the unlit fireplace. She waited for her father and Clematus to seat themselves but was surprised in a bad way when they began to leave the room.
"Wait! Where are you going?" Daisy asked quickly.
The King gave her an amused look, "Leaving you to your visit."
Daisy just stared dumbly as the door closed and she was left in the room with the golden boy.
"What sort of hobbies do you have?" Roynan asked.
Daisy sighed but answered, "Sports, music, videogames, comic books and hanging out with friends, that's about it."
"You play videogames?" He gaped at her then laughed. Daisy felt her muscles tense up, was he laughing at her?
"Is something funny?"
"Yes, I just find it amusing."
"In what way?" She growled.
"Nothing." He gave her that annoying amused look and cleared his throat, "What sort of sports do you watch?"
"Watch?" She raised an eyebrow.
"But of course." He laughed, "Now you're going to tell me you actually play."
Oh you are so asking for it! "Yes I play! I play all the sports under the sun, I do not attend them, I play." She said sharply.
Roynan just shook his head, as if she had said something silly, "You are a funny girl Princess Daisy."
Don't kill him, don't kill him. Daisy told herself, trying to hold in her anger, which was a hot cup, a cup that was about to spill over.
"Let me guess, you also play with boys?" The boy snorted with a laugh.
"Yes, yes I do." She said with her head up.
He stared, "That can't be true, you're bluffing."
"No, not really." Daisy said.
"That… that's indecent!"
"What time are you living in?" Daisy scowled.
"The right time, but I'm talking to a little girl."
Daisy's eye twitched and she stood up, fists clenched, "Let's see how you handle this 'little girl!'"
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The King and Duke Clematus were walking down the hall towards the room where they had left their children when they both stopped, listening. The two men glanced at one another when they heard a loud crashing noise and what sounded like shrieking.
They moved towards the room when the door crashed open, hitting the wall so hard it made a dent. There was a loud almost feminine scream and Roynan ran out of the room, his lovely locks a mess, a bald spot on the front of his head where his little curl had been, a bruise on his cheek. They both watched in shock as he ran crying down the hall.
"Daisy are you alright?" The king cried in concern as he ran into the room, fearing that some fiend had rushed in on the two. However he was staring stupidly when all he found was his daughter sitting calmly in her seat.
"Hello Dad." She greeted him cheerfully, smoothing back some hair that had curled up in front of her cheek.
They both looked around the room, which looked like a bomb had been set off in it, leaving only Daisy and the chair untouched.
She stood up from her seat and stretched, letting out a big yawn, "Well, that was fun and all, but now it's time for me to go. Ciao." They both watched blankly as she left the room, closing the door behind her.
A few seconds passed and the door creaked and fell into the room startling both the King and his guest.
I wanted to get another Daisy chapter out there for you all, and I couldn't find my notebook, so I started another chapter anew. After thinking it over, this idea popped up from somewhere and I began typing. I think it went pretty well, but tell me what you think via review. ;) Hopefully the ending wasn't too abrupt, I wasn't sure. ^_^;
Note: Feel free to submit reasonable OC's. Peach fan has submitted hers and I will include her character in either the next chapter or the one after, it depends on whether I find that chapter I wrote in my notebook or not. If I find it then her OC will be in the next after chapter. Thanks by the way for the OC Peach, I hope I can type her out in a way that satisfies you.
Thank you to all who have been reading or/and reviewing! You guys really keep the creative juices flowing. Thanks also to Nintendo, in which nothing fun would be possible writing wise for me without my love: Mario fan fiction!