an~ one more and im halfway!!! oh yeah! anyone have a name for briar and jake?
Briar just couldn't escape curses. For her whole life, one or another had followed her around.
Curse number one: You will prick your finger on a spindle and die when you're sixteen. Great. Thank you so much!
Curse number two: Never min, you'll just fall asleep for a hundred years, or until prince charming comes and kisses you! Well, that worked out well, didn't it? What a grand number of choices for a husband now!
Curse number three: Now you have to marry William Charming. William Charming is an egostistical jerk.
Curse number four: Now that you divorced him, your fairy godmothers will follow you around for the rest of your life. Gives a girl such a feeling of freedom, doesn't it?
Curse number five: You will be extremely beautiful and all the guys will fall in love with you, until they see Snow White. And thanks to curse number four, none of them will be permitted to ask her out.
Curse number six: When you actually fall in love, it won't be to an everafter after all. Well, now she can love him ffom a distance for a fraction of her lifetime.
Curse nimber seven: He will love you back and you will both sneak around the aforementioned fairies to see each other. This one was actually intended to be a curse, unlike most of the others, and it turned out fairly well.
It was still turning out well, actually. Everyone but Mallowbarb and Buzzflower were happy. Jake loved her dearly, and she loved him. SHe had decided that she would grow up with him, despite everyone's advice to do otherwise. Cindy and Tom were perfectly happy, after all.
Briar had decided that curses could always be broken, or at least worked around. Look at her!