OK! I am back ._.

The only excuse I have for you guys is that school completely took over and drained most of my hyper energy .-.

So... I finally have some energy to write, even though I should be using that energy to do homework...

Queen Natalia, walked into a room large enough to be a small house, locking the door behind her. She had a dark expression settled on her face, glaring at the floor for no apparent reason, not even bothering to feel that tingly expression she got like someone right that instant had broken her kingdom rules... She slowly made her way towards the main entrance of the room, calmly walking up to a large mirror placed on the wall.

Natalia held her head high, the remainder of the time, until she saw her full facial expression on the mirror, glaring into her own reflection. "Mirror Mirror, on the wall, come forth thy fairest, one and all." The mirror itself, turned almost into a window, except in this window, you saw a whole other world. The mirror shriveled up, almost like a droplet of rain would do to a small puddle of water, and queen Natalia's environment changed. Natalia was no longer in the large room she was in previously, now she was in one of the loneliest and saddest place to ever been seen.

Natalia even made up a name for this world, for it's gloomy skies and unbelievably horrible smell of dried tuna, was the "2p world."

A man who had an awful resemblance to a bandit back at home, was a man with pearly white teeth, crayon-red glasses, bleached blonde hair, and an Italian accent that seemed to sooth everyone's ears, was non other than Flavio Vargas.

"Hello Ms. Natalia, what brings you here to my beautiful home full of battle cry and tears? Have you come to see the witch? She's bad news, but people like you make stupid mistakes all the time, so it's alright."

"I'm so sorry Flavio, but I didn't come to chit chat, especially with the likes of you."

"You sarcastic bastard~ well then, I guess I'll leave you, and your carelessness, some possible time to think things through."

Natalia shoved her way past the Italian, walking by to see an upset Spaniard, which is the expression the man always wore, and had bad breath of what smelled like bug eaten fruit. The Spaniard had the usual outfit on, with a beaten up purple shirt, tattered white pants, and his shoulder length hair down in a side pony tail.

"Tch." The Spaniard gave a small glance at the woman, then turned around with his axe to continue with his work.

"Nice to see you too."

It seemed to be gloomier here than most days in the 2p world, but that was probably by the fact that Natalia was there. Familiar faces and resemblances were seen when she walked up to what seemed to like any bystander, an old abandoned house.

Natalia barged into the house, knowing it would only be her and her 2p self inside the household. "I can't believe they're forcing me to marry, do they really think those idiots could make me decide on such an unlikely odd? Me and that person would never fit."

"Interesting." Natalia's 2p, sat crisscrossed, with a laced pink dress and a crown of flowers around her head.

"What is?"

"...The response you gave to his proposal of coarse, what else would I be talking about dearie?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Natalia glared at her 2p, as if that would help her in getting a direct response, which is something she knew she wouldn't get.

"Consider the options, love."

"Well, this option has a receiving hair-line with rotten eggs and I wouldn't be caught dead with him." Natalia rambled on, rolling her eyes occasionally.

"You, my dear, spend so much time saving your vanity, you cant afford to say no."

"Then why don't you snap your fingers and make me a chest of gold?"

"Everyone has magic in them, but very few discover how to spend it wisely. And me, you could say that I'm merrily just a reflection of you, well not exactly, I'm more of your sweet twin with no wrinkles."

Natalia growled under breath, for letting such a littler lie get to her so easily. "THEY'RE NOT RINKLES!"

"Whatever you say~"

Natalia heard the sarcasm in the other's voice. "Well what do you suggest I do?"

"I suggest you marry someone rich~ If you don't, you'll come back here for more hopeless suggestions~! Soon enough, you'll be asking me whose the fairest in the land, and you are going to absolutely hate the results."

Natalia narrowed her eyes toward the pink mess in front of her, and walked off to get out of the small town.

I know it's a short chapter, but at least it's here .-.

*flies away*