Nanowrimo #1

Twinkling fairies burst from the mystical tree and flutter to the sparkling pond. The fairies are so small the pond is the size of a lake to them. They float in the air, waiting for the great event to take place. Any moment now, the new princess would arise. Cynthia bit her little fingers in nervousness. It was her first Princess ceremony. A long leaf rolled out and floated above the lake. Trumpets resounded in the air by the fairy guards. The royal family strolled out on the leaf.

The eldest, the grey haired lady, said in her husky voice, “Attention fellow fairies of Maoley, we are about to witness the new born Princess Fairy! She will be the fifth princess of the royal family. We will wait until our new princess is ready to show herself.”

The crowd did not say a word. They were anticipating for the new arrival. When will she appear? They wonder. When? It felt like a lifetime but soon bubbles appeared in the centre of the pond. The fairies sucked in their breaths. More bubbles appeared in the water and soon a large splash took place. The water came falling down onto the crowd. Instead of squealing, they put their hands out and reached out for the water to rain down on them. You were a lucky fairy if the water landed on your nose. It showed a good sign of a relationship between you and the princess.

Whenever it rained in Maoley, all the fairies would live in their tree houses and wait for the rain to stop. It did not take long for the sun to dry up all the rain on the ground. If there was a large puddle lying in front of the royal tree castle, it meant a new princess was about to be born. It was different for princes. When it was time for a new prince, the sun would be shining on Maoley so strongly and scarsely anything could be seen. The source of all light would then lower the baby prince onto the grass. Both were very special occations.

The baby fairy was floating in the middle of the pond. Her eyes were open and she was giggling at the scene. The crowd gasp. She was beautiful! She had bright red hair and sparkling green eyes. Her cheeks were glowing pink. The King and Queen were delighted with their new born child.

It was rude to ever cheer. The eldest picked up the baby and brought the baby to her parents. They smiled as they carried her in their arms. The eldest went down on her knees and bowed. Soon everyone followed. The King, Queen, and new Princess were the center of attention.

“May this princess only have happiness and pleasure times in her hands,” said the Eldest.

Everyone got off their knees and floated in the air again.

“What shall you name her?” asked the Eldest.

The King and Queen looked at one another. The Queen announced, “Lottie.”

“Lottie!” Everyone said. It was a lovely name for a lovely baby.

The other fairy prince and princesses all ran towards the front of the leaf to catch a glimpse of their new sister. Fex, Gillie, Hannah, Mya, and Benster were their names. Benster was the oldest brother.

“May I hold him?” he asked.

“Why of course you can,” said the Queen.

The regular fairies were chatting amongst themselves. The Eldest decided it was time to move on to the next activity.

“Now let’s have our feast!”

The fairies flew into the tree giant, after the royal family of course.

Wild berries, pumkins, and all sorts of unusual plant that could only be found in Maoley was displayed on gold plates and bowls. Maoley fairies were healthy beings.

Hannah, the youngest fairy, asked her oldest brother, “did I ever get a ceremony like Princess Lottie did?”

“Yes,” said Prince Benster. “We all did. After every name calling, we come to the dining hall of our tree castle and have a wonderful feast.”

“The feast is the best part,” said Gillie.

Hannah did not remember her being held by the King and Queen. She could not remember them saying her name for the first time. Why couldn’t she remember? It seemed as if it never happened.

“I don’t believe you,” she said of her siblings.

“It’s true!” Gillie said. Gillie was only one year older than Hannah. Hannah was five years old. “Isn’t it true Mya?”

Mya nodded.

“Then why can’t I remember?” Hannah complained.

“None of us remember. That is because we were too young to remember this,” said Fex. He was six too.

Hannah still had trouble believing this fact. “Are you saying, that mother and father embraced us so closely like they are doing to Lottie right now as if we were the most precious fairies in the world?”

The royal siblings turned their head around to the front of the dining hall to see their parents never taking their eyes off the new born baby.

“Yes,” Benster confirmed. “Once upon a time they did.”

“Do mother and father love us?” Hannah wondered.

“Yes,” Benster said again. “Why do you ask such silly questions?”

“She’s only five,” Fex said. “Would you like some stickiberries, Hannah?” He handed her a small wooden bowl in stickiberries.

He knew they were her favourite. She reached out for them and ate them very quickly.

“Are you excited to have a baby sister?” Mya asked. She was eight years old.

Hannah wasn’t sure. She never had someone in the family younger than her before. It was a nice feeling to know she wasn’t the youngest anymore, but was that a good or bad thing?

“She asked you if you are excited to have a baby sister,” Gillie said.

Hannah looked up and nodded slowly.

“I think one little sister is enough for me,” Gillie honestly said. “I like you Hannah, but sometimes you really get on my nerves. I don’t know how I will handle two little sisters.”

“Do not worry Gillie,” said Mya. “It’s easy.

“That’s because you’re the nicest sister in the world,” said Gillie.

Hannah agreed in unison. She looked around the dining room. The fairies were eating away at the fresh fruit. All the fruit was picked an hour before the feast began. “It had to be very, very fresh, just like the new born fairy baby.

“Will Princess Lottie have her own bedroom?” she asked.

“Not yet,” said Benster. “She’s too young. She needs the care of mother and father. When she is as old as you are and able to take care of herself, she can have her own room.”

Hannah looked back at her parents. They were always busy. Looking after the fairies of Maoley was hard work. It took a lot of their time.

A new fairy band called Flutter Thy Wings set up their equipment on stage. The royal siblings clapped their hands in excitement. Benster did not clap. He was too old. He looked around for Titi, his special fairy friend. Titi saw him and they shared a smile. Flutter Thy Wings began to play a hippity Hoppety tune. It was time for the royal family to dance.

Benster, Mya, Fex, Gillie, and Hannah flew off their golden chairs and onto the dance floor. They held their hands together and danced to the song by the new band. The King and Queen put down their new child for the first time and joined the rest of the family. Benster, Mya, Fex, Gillie, and Hannah made room for their parents to hold hands with them. The crowd clapped along as they danced to the wonderous tune.

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Hannah waited uncomfortable outside in the private education garden. It was always, always sunny in Maoley. It there was terrible weather something wrong must be happening. They have never seen it happen. Not yet. A fifty year old man walked into the garden and stood in front of Hannah. He was very tall. She had to bend her head completely back to see him. Hannah was cross legged on the green, luscious grass.

“Who are you?” she asked.

“I am your teacher,” said the old man. “Good morning Princess Hannah.”

Hannah blinked up at him.

“Now it’s your turn to say good morning back.”

“Good morning back.”

“No!” The old man rubbed his face. “Say it properly.”

“It properly.”

“No!” Her teacher crossed his arms. “You are one of those students aren’t you.”

“What students?” she asked.

“The students that made me decide to stop teaching a class and stick to teaching private classes with no more than two people students in the room. I never figured a princess would do something like this.” The man spat out princess as if she made the word a disgrace.

Hannah giggled. “Good morning Teacher.”

“My name is Doctor Blistenine. You must call me that at all times.”

“Okay. Why are you here Doctor Blistenine? Why am I here Doctor Blistenine? Did my parents tell you to come here Doctor Blistenine? I’m really bored Doctor Blistenine. Can you play a game with me Doctor Blinstenine? Are we going to play a game Doctor Blistenine? Will you–”

“One question at a time!” Doctor Blistenine looked dizzy. “I am here to teach you silly girl.”

“Teach me, Doctor Blistenine?”

“Yes!”

“Why?”

“So when you grow up you are able to live independantly. You are able to cast magical spells and reverse them whenever you wish and never make a mistake. Mistake, error, fault, boo-boos are not words fairies like to hear.” He bent down and looked at her straight in the eye. “Some fairies have gone to Dungeon Rock for making boo-boos in Maoley. Do you want to be one of those fairies?”

Hannah gulped and shook her head.

Doctor Blistenine paused for a second, thinking. Hannah waited patiently. What was he doing?

“What was your next question?” he wondered.

“I said did my parents bring your here.”

“Yes they did. What were the others?”

“Um, ‘can we play a game’, ‘are we going to play a game’.”

“No! No games shall ever be played when I am here. Games can cause boo-boos. Do you understand?”

Hannah nodded.

“Well done. Now for our first lesson; how to turn an apple into a banana.”

Doctor Blistenine pulled out his silver wand with a glittery, shiny, blue ball at the tip of it, only a centimetre larger in diameter. He pointed it to the ground and smoke burst out from the ground in a mini explotion.