chap 9
"Mirror Mirror on the wall who's the most fairest of them all." The queen asked.
"Still Yellow." The Mirror replied.
"WHHHATTTT I DID NOT KILL HER?"
"No but you killed that other guy."
"Quiet." She screeched. She walked around the room wondering how she would -once and for all- kill the golden haired called Yellow. She looked over at a comb. She paused a evil smile came to her face. She grabbed the comb and flew out of the room.
It was close to sunset. Yellow put the freshly baked pie's on the window sill to cool. "What a good day it has been." She sang. She stepped outside waiting for the seven men to arrive home.
"Oh what long beautiful hair you have." Said a voice behind her. She turned to see another old woman -much like the first- but she dint appear to sell anything.
"I must apologize you startled me and thank you for the compliment."
"Oh it's fine child just fine. But that hair...
The old woman started to tear up. This made Yellow very sad. "What is wrong elder?" Yellow asked. "Can I get you some water?"
"No dear Heart."
"Can I get you anything?"
"I'm sorry your hair reminds me of my daughter...she was just like you young, beautiful, brave, strong...
"Elder...
"Until she died that terrible winter I brushed her golden locks everyday. The curls oh curls." The old woman pulled out a old comb. It was a beautiful silver come with emerald flower design at the top. This really saddened Yellow because when she was a child her she was told how her mother would of loved to comb her hair. This gave her a idea. "Pardon me." Yellow said as she went into the house. She came out with two stools. "I apologize I can't let you into the house but." Yellow undid her long golden braid. "You can brush my hair and we can talk wile watching the sunset."
"Really you would do that for me?" The old woman said eyes glistening with joy."
"Yes I would." Yellow and the elder sat on the stools the elder put the comb in her head waited for few seconds then Yellow fainted again.
"I got you this time." The queen said as she ran away...
Soon after the men came home to find -once again- Yellow passed out. After examining her they could not find anything wrong.
"Lord." Gold said.
"Why are the stools out here?" Pearl asked.
Red put her head on his chest and started stroking her hair till he felt something. He pulled it out."
"A comb?" Red said. Silver took it.
"It has poison on it she was poisoned. Red bring her in quick I have a remedy we can still cure her.
They ran inside.
Yellow awoke in her bed in her room. She was confused by what had happen earlier but felt safe that the men where in here.
"What happened?" Yellow said weekly.
"You tell us." Silver said.
"There was this old woman and she this comb-
"Pardon." Emerald said. "You said old woman with a comb?"
"Yes."
The men gave each other looks. Red deiced to speak.
"We found this comb in your hair." Red said pointing at it.
"That's the comb she had."
"That's odd." Diamond said. "Two old elders to near death experiences with them...
"He's right." Gold said.
"That's it. Yellow never talk to a elderly woman ever again unless one of us is around and by that I mean either Red or I." Silver shouted
The other men gave him looks. He walked out of the room.
"You relax I'll make supper." Diamond said.
"I already made it. And desert."
"Oh really?"
"I dint help you at all last night so I cooked and baked all day."
"Thank you I know."
They all brought there supper's to Yellow's room and ate together. Then fell asleep in her room all stuffed with berry flavored pies.