Thanks to. . .
Aerinha – Hmm, I'm not sure about sequel/prequel. I don't think I could get into the same mood I was in when I wrote this. But I'm glad it made you laugh!
Miss Piratess – I guess I forgive you. We all have those kind of days. How could I not have chaos? How boring is order! (sticks tongue out)
mythicalmemory – I'm sick, too, dang it! I'll be sure tolook for The Treasure Box at my local library.
rainkisser – Yay fairy people. Look, look, I've got another baaagel (tosses it in hopes of taming the wild rainkisser)
Sirenic Griffin – Stupid annoying computer. I'm glad there is less fuss in your life now. Welllll, if I had taken the test. . .but now, I would be at home, reading. No half-points! All or nothin'! LOVE LOVE LOVE chocolate. Happy Birthday. And here's all the chocolate/lollies/jellies you could ever hope for. (smiles) (and I don't feel sorry for your Australian summer, because it is absolutely FRIGID where I am)
WARNING: Impossibly-difficult-to-pronounce names, going on tangents, general randomness and a dash of magic and romance. Prepare yourself.
Summary: She's a doctor's daughter under a spell of an evil queen. He's a prince with nowhere to rule and the worst luck of all. Even with the sometimes useful interference of two fairies with nothing better to do and the constant companionship of six giants, a runaway dog, and a girl who was once a fly, how will the Frog Prince and Sleeping Beauty ever hook up? Many fairy tales rolled into one silly, very mixed-up one.
THIS FAIRY TALE IS ABOUT: Curses and Kisses
THIS CHAPTER IS ABOUT: When All Curses Are Defeated
Yhpar nodded her head, her long hair swinging vigorously. "Okay, look, according to this, we have to find a prince that is a frog. Ooh, I wonder if the remoc can find one."
"But we don't know his name!"
"Well, there's this special thing that will search. . .here it is."
"So, what will you put on it?"
"Uh, 'prince,' 'frog,' 'in his 20s?'"
"Sounds good to me."
"Has it got anything?"
"Uh, not yet, oh, oh, oh, oh, look at that! Three files!"
"Click on 'em, Yhpar!"
"Well, let's see. Our first one is Kgofhfio;dsfsdddecxgfcbfuipg94r56."
"What? Say that again."
"Kgofhfio;dsfsdddecxgfcbfuipg94r56."
"Kago-what?"
"Kgofhfio;dsfsdddecxgfcbfuipg94r56 is sort of like a Kay, only for Dfguydasgtuuss."
"That's right, you were born in Deaf-Guy-Bass-Gut-Us." Egnaro thought hard. "Kay is a terribly average, common name in Mahaska. Does that mean Cargo-Fee-Odes is common in Death-Pie-Pass-Shut-Us?"
"Yeah. That's about it."
"So, that means that Bar-Gopher-Toads was born in Chef-Die-Last-Putt-Is."
"Yeah, he was. Uh, oh. It's a she."
"What's next?" BEEP! BOOP! VROOM! "Ooh, another person from Left-Shy-Best-Nuts."
"Egnaro! It's not Deaf-guy-bass-gut-us, Death-pie-pass-shut-us, Chef-die-last-putt-us OR Left-shy-best-nuts! It's not even Dafguydasgutuss! It's Dfguydasgtuuss!"
"Sorry."
"Oh, shucks, another girl."
"Oh, well, maybe the last one will work."
"BEEP! BOOP! VROOM-OOM-AH-SHOOM!" said the remoc.
"Are you reading that? Are you seeing that? IT WORKED! Yhpar, it's a prince who's a frog until it kisses a sleeping servant!"
"Where is it?"
"Why, my, oh, my! It's right where I met Mera!"
"How odd. Oh, Eggy, let's go NOW and somehow get him to kiss Mera."
"A frog? Kissing? Is that possible?"
"Well, actually. . ." started Yhpar and they both disappeared and talked as they went. They both hated flying.
"Um, Fa-sud?" Kokie stared out the window. "What is that?"
"What is what, dear?" Fa-sud joined her at the window. "Well, I never. . .I think I recognize. . .no, it couldn't be. . ."
"Yikes!" cried Menon. "I hope whatever it is doesn't eat frogs."
"I hope whatever it is doesn't eat meat," commented Kokie.
"I hope it's friendly," Wa-kod-if said, standing behind her.
"Come, let's go see what it wants," advised Qa-ja-ci. They all walked (or hopped, in Menon's case) outside to greet it. Actually, it was a them. Actually, it was Eg and Yhpar.
"You see," Yhpar was saying, "that's how they can kiss. Oh, my!"seeing everyone "We're here all ready."
"So we are!" cried Eggy. "There's the frog. Well, hello, giants, lady, and frog. My name is Eg, I'm a fairy." She stuck out her slim hand in greeting. "We both are."
"I'm Yhpar." They all shook hands and exchanged names.
"So. . .um, it's not everyday I have two fairies in my front yard." Fa-sud said. "You must've come here for something."
"Ah, yes, down to business." Said Egnaro. "I meant as well get to the point." She lowered herself so she was looking eye-to-eye with the frog prince. "We have a big job for you. It's not even hard. How hard would you say it is, Yphar?"
"Simple. All you have to do is kiss some girl."
"Kiss!" cried Menon.
"Kiss!" cried Kokie.
"Kiss!" cried Wa-kod-if. "Can frogs do that?"
"Yeah," said Eggy. "But I'll bet your wondering why."
"Um, yeah, I was."
"Well, this girl needs to be kissed by you- she's a sleeping servant. You kiss her twice. That's the conditions on your curse, right?" Yhpar asked.
"Well, yeah. So, she wakes up, I become human, and we all. . ."
"Live happily ever after, I suppose." Yhpar tapped her long, yellow-polished fingernails on her cheek. "She's very nice and quite pretty, really."
"Very kind, gentle. A very sweet girl, Mera," added Eggy.
Fa-sud gasped, "Mera? Mera!"
"Yes, that's right."
Fa-sud fainted right to the ground. Qa-ja-ci and Wa-kod-if picked her up carefully. Qa-ja-ci patted her cheek and said softly, "Fa-sud, Fa-sud."
"Oh, dear," said Yhpar. "That was quite sudden." She turned to Kokie and Menon. "Do you know why she did that?" Kokie shrugged her thin shoulders.
Menon stated: "Well, I think I remember a girl named Mara. . ."
"I know," said Wa-kod-if, stepping away from Qa-ja-ci and Fa-sud. "About five years ago, a girl named Mera came to our house with a dog that one " He pointed to Prudence, who was sniffing Fa-sud worriedly. "and a queen what was her name . . . oh, yeah, Crow or something like that. They left and never came back. I must admit I liked her " He received a glare from Kokie. "a little. We all did. We were all so disappointed when she never came back. She had promised to, and she didn't seem like the kind of girl who would go promising things to people and then going back on her word. We thought she was dead. So, you can imagine that news about her would shock her a lot. Qa-ja-ci told me he wondered and I did too what was so special about her that a I mean two kisses would make Menon's curse, um, go poof?"
"Well," Kokie started, interceding the question, "it really doesn't matter who he kisses to abolish the curse he has had since he was a couple days old, but with the frog part, it has to be a sleeping servant."
"That's right. And she isn't too far off from here. Not a long walk- hop, really." Egnaro stole a glimpse at Fa-sud and Qa-ja-ci. "Do you think they would mind being left behind?"
"Well, I don't think so. . ." said Wa-kod-if.
"Good! Let's go!" Yhpar and Eg walked side by side, and so did Kokie and Wa-kod-if. Menon hopped along by himself, thinking, I wonder if she is really kind and gentle and sweet. She does not have to be beautiful, but it would be nice if she is not ugly. After all, this is the girl I'm going to marry, or at least we'll be in love with each other but, the blessing says that I can love her and she can love me so that must apply to this current situation otherwise both curses couldn't end, just me, a frog, part. So, she must be pretty much a perfect women in my eyes so, I do not even know why I am worrying at all.
Yhpar looked around. It was a little clearing, with a large pile of leaves under one tree. "Guys!" she yelled, excitedly. "I found it!" Egnaro and Menon came, but Kokie and Wa-kod-if did not even hear her. For they were too – ahem "involved" – ahem to notice. So, the frog prince and the fairies stood in the clearing.
"Uh," mumbled Menon, "where is this Mara person?"
"Mera," corrected Eg, automatically. "She should be somewhere around here. . .probably under this pile of leaves. . ."
Five years, thought Eg, brushing some leaves aside, I wonder if she looks the same. . .
Five years, thought Yhpar, searching behind a big bush, I wonder if she is still alive. . .
Five years, thought Menon, hopping around aimlessly, watching the fairies look, I wonder if she has any moss on her. I hope there is none on the lips. Ew, ew, ew. . .
Then, Eg saw a bare foot. A very dirty bare foot. "Um. . .Yhpar? Menon? I uh c'mere." Menon hopped over and Yhpar walked over to her. "Guys, do you see that?"
"That foot?" asked Yhpar. "Do you see it?"
Eg nodded. Menon did, too. "Do you think it's. . .her?"
"There's only one way to find out." Eg and Yhpar both started digging. Menon did not, since frogs cannot dig. Pretty soon there was a leg, a shoed foot, the other leg, a hand, an arm, a face, and there Mera was, lying down on a slightly large pile of leaves (after all, they had dug up a lot of them).
Eg looked at her thoughtfully. Well, her hair is longer, and well, she's very dirty. Remember that you don't age when you are asleep under a spell, your hair just grows.
Yhpar stared, more or less. Um, she might be alive. . .
Menon took it all in, from her hair to her toes. No moss. He declared to himself happily. And upon closer inspection, she isn't ugly at all. Well, as pretty as you can be after sitting under a large pile of leaves for five years. She had a lot of dirt on her face, which doesn't exactly bring out your best features. . .
"C'mon, now, Menon. You've got to kiss her!" Yhpar said, picking the frog up and placing him on Mera's chest.
Menon took a deep breath. Well, here goes all the curses I've ever had, and here comes true love's first kiss. Please work, please work, please, please, please, please, please, please, please work!
Menon
looked at the face of his. . .uh, never mind. He look at the face of
Mera and thought, I wonder what color eyes she has. Maybe there
blue like mine. Maybe
"Well," said Egnaro rather impatiently. "Let's go! If you're going to kiss her, kiss her all ready!"
Oh, Menon, you big baby, just do it. Close your eyes and do it. Menon gingerly hopped a little closer to her face. Well, here goes. . . He closed his eyes. . .
What's going on? Thought Mera as her prince said good-bye and galloped away. My horse, where's my horse? Come back! Come back! Come back!
Then, suddenly, she awoke to see a frog, who was glowing on her chest, quickly hop off her. "Sorry about that," he said. That voice, I recognize that voice.
Brown eyes was the last thing Menon thought as a frog. He was growing hands and feet. He suddenly remembered Kokie and said loudly, as he morphed back to a human, "Get some clothes!" Yhpar snapped, and a velvet pair of pants and a lace covered-shirt appeared on him.
Mera looked at the frog, who was now a tall human with unkempt brown hair and blue eyes. . .blue eyes the color of the sky right before rain clouds swarm and a storm starts brewing! Oh, it's my prince! My prince! Oh, he's a real person! Mera was frankly shocked at the sight of him.
"Hello," her prince said. "Uh, I'm not sure how to tell you but, I need to, uh " Oh, I cannot wait to see her cleaned off. And in a pretty dress, too. Wow! "Well, I'm "
"He's going to kiss you, darling." Yhpar said.
Mera was going to say, "Why?" and "Oh, you're here!" and "Okay." But all that came out was "oh!" before Menon stepped forward and kissed her again. And she didn't let him stop for quite a while.
As this was happening, Eg sighed blissfully. But Yhpar cried, "Why, where's Wa-kod-if and Kokie?"
"Oh, we're right here." Kokie said, both of them coming from the forest. "And Wa-kod-if has asked if he can court me."a dazzling smile at him "And I said yes." Then, Kokie saw Menon and Mera (who had stopped kissing but now were gazing into each other's eyes.) "Egad! Who are they?"
"Menon and Mera." Said Eg.
"Well, well, well," Kokie smiled. "Looks like everyone's got a happily ever after planned."
Blue eyes. Thought Mera. I never thought blue eyes could be so splendid. . .
"Mera, I'm Menon, and I hope you didn't mind me being so abrupt, but now I am free from a lot of curses I had, and you probably ought to know, I'm a prince and we were destined to be in love, another blessing/curse or whatever from my childhood, so we'll always be happy, and now I suppose that we will get married, because I like you a lot, but of course if you don't want to "
"Oh, no, I was hoping you would ask, because I've had dreams about you, so I feel like I know you, and I like you a lot, too, and since we're engaged, don't you think we should celebrate?"
"Well, yes, I suppose. . ."
"With kisses as presents?"
The presents were exchanged and it turns out there were quite a few of them. (A note from the author: This went on for quite a while and I have not the stomach to write it all down. I hope that you romantic nuts are somewhat fulfilled, but if you want a proper romance, go read Jane Austen's books, not mine. What do you expect from a thirteen-year-old? Romeo and Juliet? Onto parts of stories that don't give me headaches.)
"Well, if we're going to have an eternity to be happy together," said Mera. "we might as well discover things about each other. Do you like pets?"
"Yes."
"Pear-cake?"
"Yes."
"Kids?"
"Yes."
"Are you a morning person?"
"No."
"Me neither. Do you like to swim?"
"Yes. Now, my turn. Do you like pork and gravy?"
"Yes."
"Books?"
"Yes."
"Riding horses and unicorns?"
"Yes, yes."
"Taking long walks on the beach?"
"Yes!"
"Well. I guess we are perfect for each other," Menon said and he smiled. So did Mera.
Awwwwww. . .they're so cute.
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