| Subject: Princess not so perfect |
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Betty Joe Maple
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Date Posted: 02:07:06 02/26/04 Thu
Ok, you want me to tell it?
Well I'm only five, but my dady makes me speek good, I mean well.
Anyways, I was perfect! Well dat's what daddy said. My big bro didn't think so.
Oh, his name is Elias.
He always was reading something, or doing boring stuff around da castle.
My dady was always with da big rat, and da big otter, and da big... um, platstapussy.
My favorite thing to do was to sneak through the fake doors in the walls and sneak up behind the grown-ups.
The mice always squeeked when I pounced on 'em. Which made me laugh, though I said I was sorry when they cried. I don't like to make people cry.
Daddy didn't like me scaring olderbeasts, so he gave me a katata. I mean a Kanana.
*Frowns and sticks out lip*
Ka-ta-na! Dat's it! It's a wooden sword used by the anciant dustybeasts in those books Elias always reads.
So I practice with my katana, a lot!
I broke almost three bazzilion-zilion glasses! Then I cut my paw. it hurt, but I didn't cry! I never cry.
Then I saw the rat, I followed him and saw him laughing with two foxes.
I went back to tatle on him, because I knew he was being a bad rat!
When Daddy head me he said I shouldn't follow rats around and sent me to my room.
I went to my room, I really did! it just took a looooooooong time to get there.
When I got there, Daddy was waiting for me and he was not happy.
He said, that the rat and the platnatus helped him think of a good way to get me outa their fur.
They sent me to this place! I like it a lot better here. Everyone knows how to have fun!
So that's my story, if you slept through it I'm gunna thwap you with my katnana... I mean my katana! _(^^)
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