Wah~ so short. Sorry, guys. I will make it up to you in future chaps? Hehe..
I have another...more exciting multi chap story I am writing for Sister Grimms so...kinda distracted from other stories. It involves..Time travel. ;)
Enjoy! Please review!
The prince in this story is long overdue for his daily check up and dose of normality, one more day with the Grimms and he may not survice. Can someone save this precious lad? Perhaps the one and only, the beauty Daphne Grimm? This is the author, dear readers, this is a story.
Yes, yes, a story.
Enjoy this prince's misfortunes, my readers. Here we go...
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Luckily, after some minor frazzled nerves and a grumpy monkey who was dragged away from the showers by Mustardseed's knight in shining armor, Daphne Grimm.
Just so you guys know...
He did not plaster himself against the bathroom wall in fear like a little girl. He did not.
Nope.
Anyway, after he un-plastered himself from the wall.
Ahem.
Manly.
After he had manly un-plastered himself from the wall and thanked Daphne endlessly.
Anyway...
Mustardseed reluctantly took a shower, after pointedly throwing the 'monkey used' soap bar at his brother's face, much to Sabrina's glee. Heck, his brother's face needed all the cleaning it could get, he was doing a favor for humanity.
Or so he was told by Sabrina who proudly patted him on the back and cordially offered him a pancake which he declined politely.
Now, it was time for the next challenge of the day, he thought to himself while scuttling to the staircase.
Breakfast.
Food.
Such a simple task, no? After all, Mustardseed would know, he always watched the endless number of cooks do their duties in the kitchen, it seemed easy!
No problemo.
This was easy.
Of course, this was simple family, he wasn't expecting anything elaborate, like lobster or anything. He was honestly looking forward to a normal, old-fashioned breakfast.
So, when the blonde prince strolled into the kitchen, his hopes flew out a window quite violently at the sight of green speckled gravy on blue pancakes.
Suddenly he wanted to ask Sabrina for one of her normal pancakes and perhaps a ticket back to precious New York, to his comfy bed and lobster dinners.
A lovely comfy bed...with no Grimms, with no speckled food.
He plopped himself on a chair and stared at his nourishment in rapt attention.
Was it alive?
That was the thought that passed through his tired mind.
"Good morning, Mustardseed!"
He smiled at Sabrina who took a critical glance of her food before slowly putting in her mouth with a little grimace.
A spark of hope grew in him like the Grinch's heart at Christmas. Perhaps, just perhaps, Sabrina was more on his side than he had previously thought?!
What about Daphne?
He swung his head around to glance at the younger sister and that brave spark of hope fell.
Why wasn't he surprised that she was eating like a pig?
And Puck was the same.
Mustardseed was stuck with fools.
Something furry brushed up against his leg.
Yelp
Both sisters and his brother eyed him in a mixture of worry and amusement.
He did not just yelp like a girl.
He. Did. Not.
"All right there, Musty?" Puck asked him, the snickering obvious.
"Something brushed my leg," He replied stiffly, refusing to look down, in fear that it was that darn monkey again.
He could see Daphne peering under the table, a bright smile growing on her face, "Oh, that is just Elvis."
Finally taking a glance down, it proved to be indeed a shaggy dog, panting at him with bright eyes. He reached out a hand, petting the top of it's head.
What a lovely animal.
"Oh, Puck. Why was your monkey in the shower this morning?" Sabrina asked, dangerous spark in her eyes.
Silence.
A loud burp.
Mustardseed winced at the lack of manners.
Then Puck answered back darkly with a scowl, "I hardly know, pretty upset with it myself. Washing himself? Hah! That is betrayal amongst my minions to step in a shower. He shall be taken care of carefully."
Mustardseed honestly felt bad for the poor monkey now.
Daphne slammed her fork down, the table clattering, "Was it Fred? Don't you dare harm Fred! Fred is the sweetest one!"
A loud gasp was heard and his brother stood from his seat, pointing an accusing finger at the brown haired girl, "Did you force Fred into betrayal of taking a shower? This is the lowest blow ever, Marshmellow!"
"Fred never wanted to be in your army! He just wanted to be with his wife!"
Sabrina joined in with the clatter, "Huh?!He was married?!"
"Yes!"
"Really, stinkfairy. That went far. I know I put up with those idiot chimps but to ruin a marriage.."
"Hey! How the heck was I supposed to know? Also! They are not idiots!"
"They take it from their leader I guess.."
"Oi!"
"Puck...don't harm Fred."
"Marshmellow! You are supposed to be on my side!"
"Not when Fred is involved!"
This is what they call 'monkey gossip' I suppose?
No..
Daphne was right...Fred never should of joined Puck's army if he ha-..
Wait..
What heck was he thinking?!
He picked up a fork, shrinking in his seat from the shouts.
I wonder if this is poison...
Basically, Mustardseed daintly, like the perfect prince he was, took a piece of blue pancake and wanted to die.
I am stuck with fools..