The Throne
AN: This is a story I had to write for Amer. Lit. about Nathaniel Hawthorne's observations on people. This was about how someone wanted something so badly, and when they finally got it, it was all trouble. Like "The Monkey's Paw" or something? Yeah... anyways.
I don't own Faye, Julia, Spike, or Vicious. But this is my story (duh). Whatever. Just read.
A long time ago in France (then it was known as Gaul) there lived a princess named Faye. She was very beautiful and intelligent, and she could hold her own in a game of black jack. Every man in her kingdom wanted to marry her; that is, every man but the one she wanted herself.
He was a great knight named "Spike" because of how fiercely he fought. He had slayed many dragons in his time and was the greatest knight in France.
Princess Faye wanted to marry him, but Sir Spike only had eyes for her sister, Queen Julia. Julia was very beautiful, but not so intelligent. The thing Princess Faye wanted more than anything was to be Queen. "Then Sir Spike will notice me!" she told herself.
Then one day she received a messenger with grim news. Her sister Julia had died of a mysterious illness. Princess Faye ascended the throne the next day and became known as Queen Faye. She was sad for her sister's death, but hopeful that Sir Spike would notice her.
Faye's advisors explained Absolutism to her, and she said "That is a good idea." The same year Queen Faye came into power, a horrible famine attacked her country. Her people were starving and became angry with Queen Faye. They revolted and attacked her castle.
Queen Faye was not worried, however, because she was safe in her castle walls. She had bodyguards to protect her and keep her safe. In the middle of a black jack game she received a message that her opposing countries were attacking France. Without the support and firepower of her people, France was left unprotected, and Queen Faye was forced to escape her kingdom.
She escaped successfully, but had to live as a peasant for the rest of her life. When she asked the whereabouts of Sir Spike, she was sad to learn that he had been killed by a vicious red dragon. She threw away her crown and became the first gypsy in the world. She never saw the throne again.
The End.
Notes: I think it absolutely sucks. This is something I threw together in five minutes before class, but I managed to get a B+ on it, somehow. ^_^ I just thought I'd post it as a joke with my friends and also as something I can look back on and think "Wow, I really do suck! Great! =D" ...anyways... go read something better