I'm sooo sorry! To anyone and everyone whose been reading this because my
computers been dead for two months and I couldn't post new chapters. Sorry
this chapter's so short but I feel that I need to post something for you
guys.
Hey Minimichelle2! I'm glad you like the story. Parses isn't really meant to be a jerk, just mischievous and I adore him too. I didn't want to make him another boring prince charming type.
Hello Spirit Saviour, I enjoy mixing the fairy tales and rhymes up and adding them into the story. To tell you the truth I got the idea for the story by Shrek, kinda. It was an inspiration.
I hope you two are both still reading the chapters. Review please. I'm actually having the most fun writing this story and it has the least reviews so you two mean a lot to me. Xoxo
Chapter 4
Mary and Granny were in the kitchen cooking dinner while Suzie napped on the couch and Jediah checked the sheep for illnesses outside.
"So the ball is two days away now eh?" Granny asked Mary. There was a kindly twinkle in her eyes that didn't match her uncaring voice.
"Yes." Mary whispered from the kitchen table, where she was sitting chopping vegetables for soup.
"What dress will you wear?" She dunked a dirty dish into the soapy water at the kitchen sink.
"I guess this one." She gestured at her patched pink dress. Mary's voice cracked and went even lower. "I have no others to wear."
"Don't you remember me saying that I would buy you a new one?" Granny asked. "I distinctly remember saying I would."
Mary smiled tentatively. "I thought you had forgotten." She paused. "I didn't want to bother you." She chopped the last carrot into uneven pieces and then rushed to hug her slightly damp grandmother. "Thank you!"
"'Tis nothing dear. We'll go to town and buy a ready made dress instead of sewing one." She thought a moment. "Tomorrow after school we'll pick up something for you."
Mary walked back over the table, smiling dreamily, and picked up the plate of vegetables. She carried them over to the pot of boiling water and dumped them in.
"Put in the meat too." Granny nodded at the bowl of chopped meat. She herself couldn't do it because she was elbow deep in soapy water.
The front door opened then closed and loud footsteps came closer and closer until they reached the kitchen. Jediah stood there. "Is that there food done cooking yet?" He asked. He was glaring at Granny but didn't do anything threatening.
"No." Granny replied with raised eyebrows then proceeded to ignore him.
"Why is my wife just lazing about on the couch instead of working?" He had searched his mind until finding something to bother her about.
"She worked at the inn for several hours and then came home and cleaned. She is now taking a well deserved rest." Her tone was cold.
"Mary! You're filthy! When's the last time you bathed?" He growled.
"The child went out to the garden and pulled up some carrots for supper and then she washed her hands before chopping them. AS for her face being washed we ran out of water because the water pumps broken. I give you my permission to fix it."
The water pump was indeed broken; it had pulled right out of the sink and was lying off to the side on the counter.
Jediah stomped over and after twisting and turning managed to get the pump back into place. "There! Now're you happy?" He walked away with a scowl and Mary heard him mutter as he walked past her; "You old bag."
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Hey Minimichelle2! I'm glad you like the story. Parses isn't really meant to be a jerk, just mischievous and I adore him too. I didn't want to make him another boring prince charming type.
Hello Spirit Saviour, I enjoy mixing the fairy tales and rhymes up and adding them into the story. To tell you the truth I got the idea for the story by Shrek, kinda. It was an inspiration.
I hope you two are both still reading the chapters. Review please. I'm actually having the most fun writing this story and it has the least reviews so you two mean a lot to me. Xoxo
Chapter 4
Mary and Granny were in the kitchen cooking dinner while Suzie napped on the couch and Jediah checked the sheep for illnesses outside.
"So the ball is two days away now eh?" Granny asked Mary. There was a kindly twinkle in her eyes that didn't match her uncaring voice.
"Yes." Mary whispered from the kitchen table, where she was sitting chopping vegetables for soup.
"What dress will you wear?" She dunked a dirty dish into the soapy water at the kitchen sink.
"I guess this one." She gestured at her patched pink dress. Mary's voice cracked and went even lower. "I have no others to wear."
"Don't you remember me saying that I would buy you a new one?" Granny asked. "I distinctly remember saying I would."
Mary smiled tentatively. "I thought you had forgotten." She paused. "I didn't want to bother you." She chopped the last carrot into uneven pieces and then rushed to hug her slightly damp grandmother. "Thank you!"
"'Tis nothing dear. We'll go to town and buy a ready made dress instead of sewing one." She thought a moment. "Tomorrow after school we'll pick up something for you."
Mary walked back over the table, smiling dreamily, and picked up the plate of vegetables. She carried them over to the pot of boiling water and dumped them in.
"Put in the meat too." Granny nodded at the bowl of chopped meat. She herself couldn't do it because she was elbow deep in soapy water.
The front door opened then closed and loud footsteps came closer and closer until they reached the kitchen. Jediah stood there. "Is that there food done cooking yet?" He asked. He was glaring at Granny but didn't do anything threatening.
"No." Granny replied with raised eyebrows then proceeded to ignore him.
"Why is my wife just lazing about on the couch instead of working?" He had searched his mind until finding something to bother her about.
"She worked at the inn for several hours and then came home and cleaned. She is now taking a well deserved rest." Her tone was cold.
"Mary! You're filthy! When's the last time you bathed?" He growled.
"The child went out to the garden and pulled up some carrots for supper and then she washed her hands before chopping them. AS for her face being washed we ran out of water because the water pumps broken. I give you my permission to fix it."
The water pump was indeed broken; it had pulled right out of the sink and was lying off to the side on the counter.
Jediah stomped over and after twisting and turning managed to get the pump back into place. "There! Now're you happy?" He walked away with a scowl and Mary heard him mutter as he walked past her; "You old bag."
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