The adventures of Prince"ss" Zel
Fairytale Arc CinderZELla, Part 2
"Ball? What ball?"
Zel frowned and Bibbity looked thoughtful.
"Well," said Bibbity "it's not really a ball. It's more of a birthday party. A hundred and eleventh birthday party, really. Still, Zelly, darling, we'll get you all dolled up and ready to go!"
Zel's eye twitched. "I. Am. Not. Going. To. A. Ball."
"Awww, but Zel! You just said you would!"
"Yeah. And I don't know what I was thinking!" Zel glared and snuggled into the cushions of her bed, attempting to ignore the irritating whatever-Bibbity-was.
"... if you go, you'll be able to fight again."
"mmhmmm... Wait. WHAT?"
Zel bolted up and stared with wide eyes.
"Yes, Zel! You can fight! Against your father!"
"... what's the catch?"
Bibbity sighed and sat on the bed next to Zel. "Look Zel, you and I both know that you're a trained warrior. Honestly, it's a miracle I'm still alive!"
"Huh. You got that right."
"I need you to go to this lovely little place with a bunch of hobbits. Some events are going to transpire and I need you to track down and aid Frodo Baggins."
"Alright..."
"Here's the deal- you keep him and company safe, and do it by fighting. When you get Frodo and friends to the first destination, I give you your sword back."
"My baby!"
"Yes, your baby. So, do we have a deal?"
Zel grinned and nodded enthusiastically, and Bibbity noticed that she was already in her armor. Hm, that would have to change.
"Oh, and Zel?"
"Yeah?"
"Since you're going to a party first, there's something I need to do!"
Zel noticed that Bibbity's serious facade had come off and that he know had a seriously scary looking grin on.
"What is it?" Zel inquired slowly.
Bibbity just grinned more.
"It's... MAKEOVER TIME!"
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About 20 miles away, Sauron looked up from where he was plotting to take over middle earth and sighed. His youngest son (ahem, daughter) sure could be a loud one.
When Zel arrived in the Shire, she turned quite a few heads. One part of that was her attire- Bibbity had put her in an "adorable!" forest green dress. Bibbity had made it himself and was quite proud of the creation. The thing came to Zel's mid thigh with a long slit up the side, though she was thankfully covered by a pair of darker green leggings. It had a gathered waist which was hidden under a thing ribbon tied at her back, and a round lace collar that sat just below a pretty choker, which apparently matched her eyes. Zel's hair was done in a similar manner, part of her waist length mane braided in a crown across her head and the other part hanging down loosely, with a cute little hat to cap it all off. Zel looked quite lovely.
The other part of Zel that drew attention, though, was that she was most definitely did not belong in the Shire. For starters, her frame was much to tall to be a hobbit. A sash covered the front of her dress and made a shield for a sword hanging diagonally across her back. Her shoes were combat boots, which wasn't at all common.
And she had bloodstains on the dress.
So when Zel gate crashed the party, she attracted quite a lot of attention, and not all of it was the good kind. Being her, though, she didn't really notice. Well, that was until a particularly brave group of hobbits grabbed her arm and dragged her to a corner.
"Hey! What are you doing here, you don't belong here! Who are you, where's your invitation, huh?
Zel snapped out of it and realized that she was being questioned. Naturally, as the princess of Mordor, she didn't like being questioned. So she showed the hobbits an invitation which she had just pick-pocketed from the ringleader and gave her most evil, most menacing smirk
"I," Zel said regally "am Zel Sauronson. And I am here to attend this party without having to deal with pesky annoyances."
The hobbits blinked and stared for a moment, then ran away screaming at what they perceived as pure killing intent before returning to the beer and deciding that Zel was, must have been a hallucination.
So anyways, Zel waltzed into the party.
And promptly waltzed out.
What on earth was that terrible music? Zel was accustomed to the dark and eerie music of her home, not... this. Growling in distaste, she made her way over to sample some of the food, and promptly spat it out.
Ugh! Was that... vegetarian? Yuck. Zel couldn't stand those, and the drinks didn't even have blood in them! What kind of a party was this!
She shoved her way to a corner and sat in silence. What a terrible ball. As if on cue, Bibbity came up next to her.
"Enjoying the ball?"
"Hey, where did you-"
"Well, I'm glad you are. Party's almost over,"
"Thank god!"
"I know how disappointed you are, but it's okay. The adventures about to begin."
"Bibbity, serious-"
"Now, go to that little hobbit hole and be on your way! Bye!"
Poof!
Bibbity was gone. Blinking slightly, Zel shrugged and walked towards the hobbit hole.
So, Zel ducked into the hobbit hole and realized that she wasn't supposed to be there. Oh dear. Whatever. She twisted her ring for luck and sat in the corner. 5 minutes later, Gandalf, for this was really Gandalf, noticed her.
"Oh!" said really-Gandalf "who are you and what are you doing here?"
Zel thought for a moment, because she wasn't entirely certain what she was "doing here". And then she remembered that Bibbity had mentioned a fairytale. So Zel shrugged and said-
"I am Zel, your knight in shining armor!"
There was a really awkward silence, and really-Gandalf said
"Um, your a girl."
Zel started seeing red. HOW DARE HE! She stepped forwards and slapped really-Gandalf, and proclaimed
"How DARE YOU make those stereotypes! I am Bilbo's knight in shining armor, and I shall take him to the elves. Now come on Bilby-bo, we're leaving."
"...but wait!" protested Bilbo as he was dragged out the door by Zel "I'm not really ready!"
Zel scoffed "don't be silly. Now grab that bag and we're going to the elves!"
"But-"
Zel growled and stole the bag out of Bilbo's hands, then slung Bilbo over her shoulder and walked out the door.
"Bye really-Gandalf!" said Zel
"Goodbye, Zel!" said really-Gandalf, who didn't seem to be perturbed at all. This was likely because he had spent years dealing with his nephew, Bibbity.
Zel and Bilbo were walking in the Shire, for Bilbo was quite heavy and Zel didn't like carrying himm when there was a poof, and Bibbity appeared.
"Oh," said Zel "Hello, Bibbity."
Bibbity grinned. "Hello, Zel! I see you have passed the Cinderzella test and met Bilbo Baggins! Of course, originally, I intended for this to end up differently, but, hey, you'll probably be better of with the elves than with the hobbits. Well, you'll have quite a bit of time before the next test, so relax and have fun! I'll give you your sword when you arrive in Rivendell safe and sound, k? Bye!"
Bibbity had said this all in one breath, and then popped away. Bilbo blinked and looked up from his snack, a forest-bacon-toast pudding that he had managed to put together.
"Did something just happen?" asked Bilbo.
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