It was THEM. Not anyone else, not some complete stranger, but THEM! THE men they had fallen in love with, and would pratically pray would take them out of thier beds some night and ride them off to thier own luxurious castles of thier own to love forever and ever.

"Pinch me..." Catt said, as Lynette slowly reached for Catt's elbow. "Ow! That hurt!" She blinked. It was them. The Jonas brothers, 3 young men who are the freshest pieces of meat. The girls were not just self-proclaimed number one fans. They literally were. But that didn't mean they had no lives, no they had plenty of life. The only difference about them was thier outfits. They dressed the same as usual, but they also wore tall crowns with opal stones engraved within.

"I present to you the Princes, Kevin, Nick and Joe!" said a walrus, carrying a silver dish with a wolf's head on top.
" 'Sup?" Nick said, in a casual, cool manner. Alison was almost about to scream, her face felt so volcanic hot.

"Umm, is she OK?" It was Joe who spoke this time. Lynette giggled very feminemly.
"Why be so nervous? We won't bite...?" Kevin said, finally, much to Catt's delight.

"We're sorry your Highness, but..." Lynette began but was suddenly interrupted by a woman's call.
"Boys? Boys!"

"Yes mum?" The boys called out. From behind thier three, tall red thrones, a woman in a pretty, lacy ribbon dress with her pink hair done up in a bun, wearing a Queen's Coronet crown, that had a deep, seductive ruby heart peaking up. Her dress too, had numerous hearts sewn in.

"Why are you flirting with these precious young ladies?" She asked her young men. An awkward silence followed.
"They wern't flirting." Catt piped up after a minute.
The supposed Queen turned around.

"So how come your so special you get to see us?" Joe said, cheerfully.
"Well, were new here." Lynette said. "And we don't have anywhere else to go."
"Well, hey your just in time then, in another 4 hours, were about to have a royal ball." Kevin said. "Wanna dance? All the other girls here just treat us too formally, but you guys dont seem to and we enjoy it."

Holy Crap, a chance to dance with thier favourite men...!

"Where can we get dresses and where can we get changed?!" Alison asked a little loudly.
"Uh, you can use mum's changing room, and the tailor, oh-" Joe had started. "Mr. Hatter!!" He was now calling a tailor.

Sure enough in an explosion of green dust, yellow stars and strings, a man in his 20's, with blonde hair, reaching to his feet, a green top hat, a green tuxedo with a bright white cravat at his throat. He also wore red pantalooms and curly green shoes.

'Yeah?" He asked. This guy DIDN'T have an adam's apple!
"Ladies, this is Mr. Hatter, the universe's fastest tailor. He was once required to sew 1 million wedding dresses, and he did, all in 10 minutes."

Woah, this guy's nuts!
"Follow me to the Queen's room." He said.
They followed as instructed.

Kevin and Joe chuckled. Things might be a little more fun. They turned to Nick with an annoyed look on his face.
"What's wrong, Nick?" They asked.
"Nothing..." He said quietly.