A Royal Emergency

By Annie Robens, aged 8

The royal beauty lay unconscious in bed with heart-shaped lips, glossy fluffy hair and all the pathetic-ness in the world. Prince Charming was under the sleep spell, and every finger on his hands, every hair on his head lay still. “HAI – YA!” The door was kicked open and in came Snow White, Cinderella and a very cross Sleeping Beauty. Prince Charming woke up with a start and yawned. “Oh good, you’re here” he said, and sat up whilst reaching for his mirror, that said on the frame “Your hair looks great today!” “Well, you wouldn’t believe the 2 months, 3 weeks and four days I’ve had!” said Sleeping Beauty pacing up and down. “Same here,” said Snow White, (trying to get a bird off her shoulder). “Me too!”, exclaimed Cinderella, tying up the laces on her practical shoes. “Well, I suppose that you’ve come to rescue me and take me home”, said Prince Charming, casually. “Maybe!” said the angry princesses in unison. “But not before you’ve apologised for being an absolute nuisance.” “For instance?” asked Prince Charming, looking up from his mirror gingerly. “Well…” Cinderella got out a long scroll and glanced at the list. “Remember that time when you chose to try saving Rapunzel? You fell asleep halfway up her hair!” “Well maybe I was having a bad hair day!” protested Prince Charming. “And remember that time that you tried to help me clean up my cottage, and swept my lovely, helpful mice into the bin?” exclaimed Snow White. “How was I to know they were all-singing, all-dancing cleaners?” complained Prince Charming. “And remember…” started Sleeping Beauty, “Ok, ok, I get the idea”, interrupted the Prince. “But is it too late now to say sorry? Cause I’m really missing my Mummy,” he snivelled. “Alright then,” replied Sleeping Beauty with a heavy sigh, “but first,” and she leant towards Prince Charming. “Oh you Princesses are all the same”, sighed Prince Charming, bending forward to kiss her on the lips. “What! NO! We don’t want your kiss!” said Sleeping Beauty in horror and disgust. “Well what do you want then?” asked a very confused Prince Charming. “We want the magic key – you know the one that opens the doors to the palace?” snapped Snow White. “What?” asked the clueless Prince. “Remember at the royal picnic when you had the key and the evil fairy cast the sleep spell on you?’’, said Cinderella. “Well, now we’re all locked out of the palace and can’t get to the toilet. We’re camping in a field! We have had to wee in a bush and your Mother the Queen is really quite fed up with hiding behind the royal hydrangeas.” “She says that it isn’t very ladylike” said an irritated Snow White. “Ahhhh, right,” said a confused and slightly awkward prince. “So, the key please!” snapped Sleeping Beauty. “Ah, yes, right, there you go”, stammered Prince Charming. “Thank you,” said Snow White. “But now we really need to go to the toilet!"