I love writing this, despite the lack of response. I will continue my mock fairytale until the end!! You can't stop me! (insert evil cackle) but I might slack out of the effort and love and devotion. It will stay at the same standard I hope…. Guess you'll see….

Owlend city

Part one (yes I am holding out on you, or to be honest to tired to finish the chapter anyhow…)

"Now be on your guard, this is a dangerous place." Valour whispered as they entered the city limits.

"It's not that bad." Muttered Kirk, blushing slightly. The others didn't know it but his was his home. He had grown up in the toughest city in the world and get nothing had rubbed off on him, except maybe his tongue. The others feared the people, the violence this place was known for, he however was scared he'd run into his mother.

Up the road he indicated to a bar, for them to stop at. It was the biggest mistake he could of ever made. As they pushed open the door a high pitched scream alerted the room, that they had arrived.

"Kirk!" She squealed again, running over giving him a hug. His face turned bright red, as the others raised their eyebrows at him.

"guys, this is my sister, Lidia."

The princes just stared. She was dark and beautiful, not to mention the bust line, the author refuses to acknowledge they were looking at, no, for the sake of the story and their pure royal blood it was her eyes, they were a deep shade of amber, yes that sounds better. To bad Jill didn't agree.

Jill snorted. "Males." She stomped off, out the door and into the night. The Princes shrugged looking back at Lidia.

"What a stunning young lady." Charming kissed her hand and she giggled. "Why didn't you ever tell us you had such a beautiful sister?" He dazzled her with a killer smile. She blushed under his gaze.

Kirk was unable to watch such a display, his eyes darting to the floor, as he shrugged, feeling queasy. He didn't know it yet but he was about to sit through the most horrible hour of his life.

Jill stormed through the street anger as hell. How dare they, look at ladies as if they were some slab of meat. it wasn't because she was jealous, no, she told herself, they were meant to be Princes, they weren't meant to be like the rest of the scum out on the streets. Yes even Jill had heard those stories, these so called fairytales, but she knew better then to believe in such nonsense. No Jill only believed in what she could see, what was real, and no man, nor woman were ever going to fit into that ideal picture frame, but it would have been nice.

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You'll never beat the day I just had. Hee hee.

I went to Crackpot, to get lost, which is just passed No Where Else, where we were held up at a cow crossing, there was a heard on the road(and I don't mean the people kind)…………… I think I'll stop now before you all think I am bonkers, BUT IT TRUE! (nobody will believe me, but I, is not lying!)

Oh and you know, a review might be nice, even if it's a 'you are bad,' at least I'll know. So until tomorrow……. ;)