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The Witch's Mistake Chapter 5

Tsubaki was used to sleeping on the floor, because Medusa and the widow had always taken the bed. In the palace she got her own bed. It had a canopy and three mattresses piled on top of each other and satin sheets and ermine blackest and pillows filled with swans' feathers. So she should have gotten a fine night's sleep- except that three Royal Guards stood at each side of the bed, and one at the foot. If she talked in her sleep, they were to catch the jewels and keep them safe for Prince Black*Star. Tsubaki didn't talk in her sleep because she couldn't sleep with people watching her. By morning her throat felt scratchy. She thought she was coming down with a cold.

Her twelve Royal Ladies-in-Waiting brought breakfast to her at seven o' clock; scrambled eggs and wild boar sausages. They shared the sausages while she ate the eggs. Tsubaki said "please" six times and "thank you" eight times. Each of the Royal Ladies-in-Waiting got one jewel and they fought over the remaining two.

"Nobody deserves that but me!" yelled one Lady-in-Waiting.

"I work harder than any of you!" yelled another.

I'm worth ten of each of you, so I should get everything!" Shouted a third.

"You have some nerve, thinking…"

Tsubaki put her hands over her ears. She wished she could have ten minutes to herself. Black*Star came in, and coughed to get the attention of the Ladies-in-Waiting. Nobody noticed except for Tsubaki , who smiled at him. He'd be handsome, she thought, if he weren't so greedy.

The Royal Ladies-in-Waiting went on arguing.

"How dare you-"

"What do you mean-"

"The first person who-"

"SHUT UP!" Black*Star roared.

They did.

"You mustn't upset my bride." He went to Tsubaki who was eating her breakfast in bed. He put his arm around her shoulder. "Are you all right, sugar plum?"

Tsubaki nodded. She liked the pet names he called her. But she hoped he wouldn't make her say anything.

"Tell me so I'm sure, lovely-dove."

The witch Blair was getting worried.

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Medusa on the other hand, had a great night's sleep. When she woke up, she put a paper, a quill pen, and a bottle of ink in a pouch. Then she set out for the village. She'd have a fine breakfast when she got there, and she wouldn't pay a penny for it. As for the bucket she'd thrown down the well, why, she'd have her choice of buckets.

Her first stop was at the baker's shop. She was scowling, the baker thought, so it's Medusa. He scowled right back.

"Give me three of your freshest muffins." Medusa said.

She has some nerve the baker thought. Bossing me- What was coming out of her mouth? Ants! He grabbed his broom and swept them out of his store. He tried to sweep Medusa out too.

"Cut that out!" Medusa said. A horsefly flew out of her mouth. A bedbug climbed over the edge of her lip and started down her chin. The baker swatted the fly. He kept an eye on the bedbug to kill it as soon as it touched the floor.

Medusa took the pen and paper out of her pouch. "Give me the muffins and I won't say another word," she wrote "I also want a fourteen-layer cake. It's for my party tomorrow, to celebrate my fourteen-year-and-six-weeks birthday. You're invited. Bring the whole family."

The baker swallowed hard and nodded. "I'll come. We'll all come. We'd be, uh, overjoyed to come." He rapped up his most delicious muffins. When he handed them to Medusa he bowed.

The witch Blair was getting anxious. Punishments weren't supposed to work this way.

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Tsubaki tried not to talk while getting ready for her betrothal, but her Royal Ladies-in-Waiting ignored her if she just pointed at things. They didn't yell at each other anymore, because they didn't want Prince Black*Star to hear, but that didn't stop them from fighting quietly.

When Tsubaki said, "I'll wear that gown" two Amazon stones and an opal fell to the carpet. And the twelve Ladies-in-Waiting went for the jewels, hitting and shoving each other.

So Tsubaki took the gown out of the closet herself and laid it out on her bed. Then she stood over it, marveling. It was silk, with an embroidered bodice. Its gathers sleeves ended in lace that would tickle her fingers delightfully. And the train was lace over silk, yards and yards of it.

'It's so pretty," she whispered. "It belongs in the sky with the moon and the stars."

Two pearls and a star-stone fell into the deep folds of the gown's skirt. They were seen by a Royal-Lady-in-Waiting who had taken a break from the fight on the carpet. She pounced on the gown.

The other Royal-Ladies-in-Waiting heard the silk rustle. They pounced too. In less time than it takes to sew on a bottom, the gown lay in tatters on the bed.

Tsubaki wanted to scream, but she was afraid to. Screaming might make bigger and better gems. Then she'd have to scream all the time. Besides, her throat was really starting to hurt. She cried instead.

The witch Blair was getting angry. Rewards weren't supposed to work this way.

Okay so i know that if you are reading Another Shinigami that you are probably mad at me but please don't. i am still writing it but i am just taking a loooong time so please be patient. love Popcorn!