The Princess Who Wouldn't Behave...
Have you ever wondered why Prince Charming knew to search for the girl who's foot fit perfectly in the glass slipper. Or how Snow White's price knew that if he kissed her, she would revive (not to mention not to fear the seven extremely hairy dwarves carrying pick axes, shovels, and pliers). Or how Prince Philip knew exactly where the woodcutter's cottage--in the glen--was, even though there must be several glens in the enchanted woods...
Well, they all have a secret. All these princes, and princesses--and princess wanna-be's--went to RAPA (i.e. The Royal Academy of Particular Arts). Here, the princesses learned the arts of fainting, how to look distressed, and what to do if you've found your man, and you need a villain. The Princes learned how not to tread on ladies' voluminous skirts while dancing, strolling, or rescuing, how to come up with lyrics impromptu that compliment the princesses' songs--however silly they were to begin with, and the exact spot to kiss when reviving a princess from a wicked witch, fairy, stepmother, or other entity had cast a spell of sleeping death on them.
Well, maybe you knew that. But, do you know what would happen if the princess was trained but refused to faint properly? Or if the Prince was still a little shaky with a sword, and wouldn't even pretend to kiss his fair lady?
Enter Celestina and Rogarre, who completed their training with flying colors, but upon graduation, refused to take job opening with descriptions such as, "Looking for a young lady with skin white as snow, and lips red as a rose. Must like apples, and little men." Or, "Looking for a chance to show off your stair-stepping skills? Princes needed with endurance, princess in tower has been sleeping for 100 years, excellent kissing skills required. No alleregies..."
No, those positions where not for them. They decided to be self-employed. Here is an account of all their many adventures.... [exciting medieval music in background]
(Writer's note: Um...don't get too excited, I don't know what happens next, I just felt like writing my idea down...)
***Any continuance of this story will be in my new blog: Little Stories for Little Children. See you there!***
Well, they all have a secret. All these princes, and princesses--and princess wanna-be's--went to RAPA (i.e. The Royal Academy of Particular Arts). Here, the princesses learned the arts of fainting, how to look distressed, and what to do if you've found your man, and you need a villain. The Princes learned how not to tread on ladies' voluminous skirts while dancing, strolling, or rescuing, how to come up with lyrics impromptu that compliment the princesses' songs--however silly they were to begin with, and the exact spot to kiss when reviving a princess from a wicked witch, fairy, stepmother, or other entity had cast a spell of sleeping death on them.
Well, maybe you knew that. But, do you know what would happen if the princess was trained but refused to faint properly? Or if the Prince was still a little shaky with a sword, and wouldn't even pretend to kiss his fair lady?
Enter Celestina and Rogarre, who completed their training with flying colors, but upon graduation, refused to take job opening with descriptions such as, "Looking for a young lady with skin white as snow, and lips red as a rose. Must like apples, and little men." Or, "Looking for a chance to show off your stair-stepping skills? Princes needed with endurance, princess in tower has been sleeping for 100 years, excellent kissing skills required. No alleregies..."
No, those positions where not for them. They decided to be self-employed. Here is an account of all their many adventures.... [exciting medieval music in background]
(Writer's note: Um...don't get too excited, I don't know what happens next, I just felt like writing my idea down...)
***Any continuance of this story will be in my new blog: Little Stories for Little Children. See you there!***
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