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Shoutouts!

buttons7: Awesome! You actually didn't forget about me! I still love your name. . . it is so CUTE! Congratulations on the joining and stuff. Is your three day waiting period over yet? I would love to read some of your work!

Nutz Nina: So glad you like it! Still. Oh well. . . just kidding. The Lazy Bums are a club that me'n my friend started. You can join if you meet the requirements. Do you have an AIM screen name? If you do, can I have it? I'll tell you mine.

starwarsiscool: Sorry if'n you don't like it, but I am running out of good ideas. Sorry for the cliffhanger. I meant to finish in that chapter, but I was hungry. And it was dinner time. Food comes before the satisfaction of my reviewers. Just kidding. (I do that a lot don't I?)

rhoda: You are not a nice person, Miss Door. You are a very mean person. Did you know that?

End Shoutouts.

Chapter 7 (This is chapter 7 right?)

The entire group set off down the pathway, terrified as to what they might find. The pathway seemed to go on for ages. Even the King got bored.

At last the entrance loomed ahead of them. Pearly gray light danced along the walls. Ice flashed and dripped, melting in the pale light. And then. . . and then. . . collective gasp

The Ice Cream Man stepped out from behind a glacier, pulled off his mask to reveal. . .

The Ex-Duke Roger of Conte.

Jon stared. Thayet stared. Roual stared. Roger stared. Everyone-else-who-I-can't-remember-right-now stared.

There was a crashing sound and a big 'BOOM!' and Lady Alanna strode in through the doorway. Walking over to the Ex-Duke with big, purposeful strides, she neatly beheaded the shocked Roger before he even had time to react. Turning, she saluted Jonathan, grimacing as the blood dripped down onto her forehead. Then she simply strode right back out again. Someone yelled,"ALANNA," at the top of their lungs, then there was silence.

"Well. . . That was interesting," the King muttered.

"Look, dear, there is a mirror hanging on the wall over there! Do you see it?" Thayet cried, more surprised than anything else.

It was true. There was indeed a mirror hanging on the wall over in the corner. On top of it was a large flashing neon sign, almost identical to the one that had led them here. This one said, 'King, walk over in front of this mirror and turn around. Only then will your crown be found.'

The King obeyed.

Guess what everyone saw? No matter. No matter what everyone saw, there was a large collective gasp around the room.

Oh, fine. I'll tell you what they saw. They saw the back of Jonathan's head. Amazing, huh? But that's not the point. The point is, Jon's crown was on the back of his head. Stupid, isn't it? But what was REALLY stupid was everyone's reactions to the crown. There was no 'Look! Jon's crown is on the back of his head!'. No. All that everyone said was. . .

"Oh. There it is. Oh well. I guess we can all go home." That's the truth. Really. That's all everyone said. Honest.

End Chapter 7

Well. There you have it, folks. Jonathan has officially regained his crown, and the Kingdom is saved. So much for a story.

Maybe I will make a sequel. I think I already have the end planned out. Ooo. This will be fun. . .