Jeff: Suddenly, the door to the room burst opened and the king and several of his "royal" guards came in.

Amania: Don't these people knock first before they enter a room?

Jeff: You mean, barge?

Amania: Yeah. That too.

The king: This is amazing! You can actually turn straw into gold!

Amania:*Under her breath. Smirks* Shows what you know. (Asking the king.) Can I go home now?

The king: Can you?

Amania: May I go home now?

The king: No!

Amania: *Under her breath* Damn! Thanks a lot Mr. Buller. (Only the people who had him as a teacher would know what I was talking about.)

Jeff: The king then had Amania taken to another room, which was even larger than the first one. It, also, was filled to the ceiling with straw.

The king: You have until this evening to turn all this straw into gold. If you do not, you will be put to death at once!

Jeff: The king and his men then left, locking the door behind them, leaving Amania in the room. Alone. She then begain to moan and cry. Well. Sort of.

Amania: *Yelling* God, damn it! That son of a bitch! How dare he to do this to me! Arggg!! (Throws straw across the room.)

Jeff: Once again there was a whoosh of breeze in the windowless room and a slight chell ran through Amania.

Amania: Hello! There's a window right there!

Jeff: Well, the people out there can't see it!

Amania: Well, now they know about it, don't they?

Jeff: Well, I guess they do.

Dwarf: I will ask for your ring this time.

Jeff: Came a very familiar voice.

Amania: *Sarcasticly* Gee. I wonder who that could be?

Jeff: Standing next to her was the little dwarf. He was staring at the gold ring on Amania's finger. It sounds like your grandmother was rich with all of that jewelry.

Amania: *Turns to narrator Jeff.* Will you be quit? *Turns back to the little man.* This ring was given to me by my grandmother as she lay dying. I promised never to part with it.

Jeff: *Sarcasticly* Sure she did.

Amania: Will you shut up?

Jeff: And then what happend to all of her stuff?

Amania: We had a garage sale, ok?

Jeff: And what happend to all of the money that you made?

Amania: My dad had a little gambling problem. Ok?

Jeff: Oh.

I think we should get back to the story.

Amania: That's a good idea.

Dwarf: Then you will part with your own life if you don't give me that ring. You either give me the ring, or I won't turn the straw into gold.

Amania: I thought you might say that.

Jeff: There was nothing Amania could do. She took off her ring, stared at it through tearstained eyes, and handed it to the dwarf. How sad. He quickly dropped the ring into his pocket, sat down at the spinning wheel, and again began spinning the straw into gold. The wheel spun so fast, that it made Amania dizzy.

Amania: Actually, it would make me mum dizzy.

Jeff: Me mum?

Amania: I got a British accent here!

Jeff: Ok. Fine. She then closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes hours later, the little man was gone. The entire room was filled with gold. All the way up to the ceiling!

Amania: *Sarcasticly* No shit!

Jeff: Ok, ok. The king and his men burst into the room.

Amania: Well, I guess knocking isn't an option.

The king: This is magnificent! There is one more room filled with straw. You will turn it all into gold tonight, and after you have done that, I shall reward you.

Amania: (Under her breath.) Well, I guess they don't doubt that I can spin straw into gold. And I bet they had it filled when I was locked in here. (Turns to the king.) Reward me how?

The king: I shall make you my wife.

Jeff: The king said as he touched the gold.

The king: You shall become the queen of this realm.

Jeff: He turned to his servants.

The king: Take her to the large room so she may begin at once!

Amania: Oh, so no fancy name for that room.

Jeff: As the terrified Amania was led away, the king laughed.

The king: She may only be a miller's daughter, but she's made me the richest man on earth!

Jeff: Amania was led into the huge room. It was begger than the first two rooms put together. There was more straw in this room than she had ever seen in her life. The servants closed the door and locked it behind them.

Amania: I don't want to be his wife. I don't want to be the queen of this realm. All he could have done was have a ball or something like they always do. I love another. *Turns to the narrator, and smiles at him.* And if he is a king, then shouldn't he be rich already? Where does all this straw come from?

Jeff: Don't look at me! I'm just doing my job. And speaking of jobs.

Again, there was the rush of air and her skin turned ice cold for a moment. The dwarf was standing next to the spinning wheel.

Dwarf: What will you give me this time to spin all this straw into gold?

Amania: Well, I have no more jewelry. You have taken all that I have.

Dwarf: Well. There is one thing that you can give me.

Amania: Oh? And what is that?

Dwarf: A promise.

Amania: A promise? Uh oh. This sounds familiar. Doesn't it Jeff? This is just like that time the witch said that to the husband in Rapunzel. And look where that ended up.

Jeff: She was both surprised and worried.

Amania: What could I possibly promise you?

Dwarf: You promise me that if I spin all this straw into gold that you will give me your first born child when you become queen.

Jeff: Amania stared at the strange little man. Give him her baby? At this moment having a child was the last thing on her mind. I sure hope so. Staying alive was her only concern right now.

Amania: I guess so. If the king marries me, and I give birth to a baby, you have my promise that I will give you the child. But I really love another. And I don't want to have sex with some old guy! Not even if he is a king! Eewww!

Jeff: With that promise given, the dwarf sat down at the spinning wheel, and soon what had begun as straw was now being turned into pure gold. The next morning the king entered the large room. He could not believe his eyes. There was more gold in this room than anywhere else in the entire world.

The king: You have done well, me dearest.

Amania: Was there any doubt?

Jeff: The king took the beautiful Amania's hand into his. It should be me doing that!

Amania: What's stopping you?

The king: I am very pleased with you. Take her to her new room.

Jeff: As soon as she was alone, something strange began to happen! There was a burst of smoke and then came a lovely figure of a lady. She was dressed in a flowing green gown. It was non other then, The Dark Enchantress.

The Dark Enchantress: It is I! The Dark Enchantress.

Amania: Hey there, Dark Enchantress! Good to see you again.

The Dark Enchantress: Well, if you wanted to see me, then you could of just looked in the mirror. But that is beside the point of why I am here.

Jeff: You know, I have never personaly thanked you for what you did.

The Dark Enchantress: No problem. I believe that every one should live happily ever after. Except for the people that have been mean and evil.

Amania: So. Why are you here?

The Dark Enchantress: I am here because you are not going to marry the king.

Amania: Because?

The Dark Enchantress: Because, you love another. Isn't that right?

Amania: *Turns to Jeff.* Yes.

The Dark Enchantress: So. Here is what I entend to do. Tonight, I will switch places with you. That way I marry the king instead of you and then you can marry whoever you want. I already know what happens at the end of this srory and I entend to put it to rights.

Amania: Wow. That sounds like a great plan.

The Dark Enchantress: Well, I sure hope so because I was the one who thought of it. So go on! Get out of here before they detect that something is wrong. I will give you invisibility.

Jeff: So, off she went to fulfill her destiny.