Prince
Charming's Diary
Prince John
Day 18
The ship decorations were
nice. I liked the rock formations around the pond in the garden. They
made one think of mysterious treasure caves. But believe me, I have
seen father's sea reports. Pirate attacks! Pirates attacks! Pirate
attacks! Plus dead people! Why on Royaume would mother want to have a
pirate themed ball? What is it with women thinking pirates are exotic
and romantic? They are not! They are greedy evil thieves!
Belle is feeling sick so
James stayed with her in their chamber, and I taught their ugly
offspring how to dance. Ugh! What a nightmare! I do not care if the
child is only three, or is it two? I do not remember, but she should
know how to dance!
Only seven hours until the
ball. I am not looking foreword to dressing up in my pirate costume.
I know father does not care about honoring pirates anymore then I do.
He tried to tell mother that he would be away for the second ball,
but she cried and he said he could make it back. If my future wife
ever forces any of our future children to have a themed ball, I shall
most certainly, most probably maybe, at least I will try to let them
chose the themas themselves. Well, I did spend the next seven hours
making a general nuisance of myself.
“Your Highness, you
should practice your half step!” Master Won said, as he
materialized behind me, after I ditched my niece on Elise. I scowled.
No one ever danced the half step. It was a stupid little dance, which
made the dancer look like a fashionable fool. Nevertheless I
practiced until the guests began to arrive. To further add to my
lists of complaints, I shall describe some of our silly costumes. I
was wearing clothes, I only wear when I inspect the stables, before
they are cleaned, over see the cleaning of the gerdrobe or go
berrying with my nieces and nephews. The boots were the same ones I
wore, when I helped one of Elise's pet pigs get out of a tree. I was
covered in mud when I finished. Not just the boots.
“I look terrible!” I
told Belle, as she showed me how to adjust my weird hat. It looked
like someone had crushed one side of it.
“You look like a pirate.”
She snickered. I did not take that as a compliment.
Once more I stood between
my parents thrones and tried not to meet the gaze of any of the
princess, as they curtsied and simpered at me. I only smiled at one.
Elaine's little sister, or forgot her name, something that starts
with V I think. But she is like five, and not even interested in
marrying me. I cannot say the same for the other princess. I did not
see Lady Cinderella, but I did see Lady Miranda. She did not have
Ella Marie with her, unfortunately. But she did have her two horrible
other daughters with her. Let me see, someone introduced them to me
as the very charming Hazel and beauteous Blanche. Neither title
applied to them in the slightest. Both acted like they had never met
me before. But I knew full well, that both of them remembered the way
they had treated me, at their house.
“Ooo, you are so charming,
your highness!” Hazel, or maybe it was Blanche said.
“I wish I could say the
same about you.” I said sternly. For the first time I did not even
feel a little shy. I felt angry. Her jaw dropped so low I could see
clear down her throat.
About this time Lady
Cinderella came in. Her dress looked ridiculous, and she admitted as
much. She was wearing some kind of black leather vest thing over a
baggy sleeved dress and long brown skirt. She looked like someone who
worked in a cheep tavern. I laughed at her clothes and she laughed at
mine. It was not awkward at all. But at least she was not dressed
like Elise. Elise was wearing a sleeveless flowered gown that was
split up to the waist in both the back and the front. Under that she
was wearing breeches and high heeled leather boots. She was also
wearing the same kind of shirt as Cinderella. I danced every dance
with Cinderella. It was fun, but she seemed scared of Lady Mildred. I
did not blame her. Lady Mildred scared me too. She glowered at us.
Day 19
The same thing happened as
last time. The clock struck midnight and Lady Cinderella took off. I
do not think I wont to marry someone who disappears every time the
clock strikes midnight. I like Lady Cinderella, but not as much as
Ella Marie. Tomorrow is the last ball, so I shall visit her the day
after that. I really wish she would come to the ball. Maybe, just
maybe I will visit her later today and ask her to come. Who cares if
she is not dressed like a peacock. Peacocks are stupid anyway.
I spotted Joseph from all
the way across the room, even though he was wearing a ridiculous
bearded mask. Who did he think he was? A fearsome pirate?
“Hello, Joseph.” I
whispered, as I joined him.
“Wha-who me?” he yelped,
“Come on John, admit you cannot recognize me.”
“Sorry.” I said. I felt
like laughing, who could not recognize Joseph? Then I told him about
my problem with Lady Cinderella, Ella Marie, and that mother wanted
me to marry a princess. Probably Shelwhatshername.
“To bad, that is your
problem!” he said unsympathetically. That is the last time I tell
him anything. But I guess he was mad because I recognized him. To
bad. He annoyed me and I annoyed him. What are twins for if not
annoying each other.
To Be continued
Costumes for the Pirate Themed ball
Elise. I actually hour her dress thingy turned.
Lady Cinderella. As John said, her dress is ridiculous.
Joseph. Just because I have it. Unfortunately, he is not wearing the bearded mask. I drew this before I thought up the mask.
The Queen. I like her hat..
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