(AN: Applaud me for fast writing, people! I am 36 min into the movie... 53 more min and ill be done! Hahah, hope you enjoy it!
The games were exciting but now comes the last game, ARCHERY! You knew what you must do, you just need to do it as well as Merida...which make you nervous. You are sitting on your throne seat with your bow and arrow hidden behind the seat also with a cloak.
Italy was first and he gulped loudly as he tried to keep his composure. He shoots! And his arrow landed a little far from the red area, his clan frowned.
Next was America, he waved his hair a little and flex his muscles. The girls from his clan fangirled and some of them even fainted. America pulled his bow and shoots! He landed his arrow just a wee bit outside the red area. He was furious and dragged his bow to hit the person next to him, that unfortunately is Canada. You poor the little lad, but while your family is concentrated, you must prepare things from now. You grabbed your bow and arrow, also started wearing the cape. You run to hide in the crowd.
Lastly was Scotland, He moved forward and readied his arrow. His eyes were concentrated on the red area and he shoots! His arrow landed in precisely on the center of the target, the red area. You admit you were attracted by him. Admit it, you are. Stop denying.Otherwise I wouldn't written this for you. Oops, I broke the fourth wall... ANYWAY!
Now is your time to shine! You stepped forward and put your clan's flag to the ground. "I am (Name) from the clan (Clan's name) and although the Scottish man made my heart burst like fireworks but I will be competing for my own hand!" Which made the lords gasp and Scotland a little blushy feely while America waving his arms like 'what? This dude? Why not me?' gesture.
Your mother stand up and started walking to you with the face like you didn't clean your house or get a real job. Dissapointment and anger. "What are you doing?"
Shiz, you gotta do this real fast before she kills you. You quickly readied your bow and arrow while tearing the dress so your arms can move. Don't mind the gasps from your clan. You shooted at Italy's and fastly beat his score with a bullseye. Then you walked to America's target and also beat his with a bullseye.
Lastly Scotland's target, you readied your bow again and breathed slowly like in that slow-motion time in movies. You released your arrow with a pew and it went through Scotland's arrow. You've never will pull that off in real life but thank goodness it worked in a dream, .....duh! You couldn't picture Scotland's face after this.
So you were ready to meet death and looked to your right to see your mother glaring at you horribly close than even France would be out of his comfort zone.
You were dragged and dragged by the arm to your room, "I have just had enough of you, (name)!" Your mother said angrily.
You would have just answered you wanted to marry the hunky Scotland, but that wouldn't be fun, wouldn't it? Shut up, it will be fun this way... trust me! Anyway...
"You're the one that wanted me to-" You started to say but was cutted off by your mother.
"You embarassed your suitors, you embarassed your clan, and you embarassed ME!"
"Well I followed the rules!"
"You don't know what you have done!"
"JUST LISTEN!"
"I AM THE QUEEN! You LISTEN to ME!"
"Argh, this is (kinda) unfair! You're never there for me, this whole marriage is what you want... do you even bother to ask what I want? Nooouh! You walk around telling me what to do and what not to do, trying to make me marry that Scotman-I mean, TRYING TO MAKE ME YOU! Well, I do want to marry that scotman-I meant, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT! YOU'RE A BEAST!" You kinda forgot your line there... you pointed your sword to between you and your mom on the fabric of your family members, then ripped it slowly. "I WOULD RATHER DIE THAN BE LIKE YOU!"
Your mother gasped then angrily stomped to you, snatching your sword and throwing it on the floor. Next, she forcefully grabbed your bow and tossed it into the fireplace. You stared blankly at it then stared your mother like 'that was my precious, i lost faith in humanity because of you' face. You stormed away once again to run away with Horsie.
As Horsie was galloping, you started a conversation with him, "My acting was really awesome right? I feel like I would be cast in an amazing movie after this dream is done! You know I could put a pointy pastry to your forehead so I could feel like I'm riding a unicorn...it would be close enough to the real one... Don't go to that waterfall again, Just go to a place we never bee-." You were cutted off again when horsie stopped and you went flying then landing on your butt. It was full of buttock pain.
You looked around to see big rocks surrounding you, "Hmm... I've never been here before, GOOD JOB HORSIE!" You then saw a wisp, yay! You followed it again but you know it's gonna lead you to the witch. You really need to do the mistake Merida did, besides you're curious how your mother will be like when she is a bear. You walked with Horsie behind you and finally reached the witch's house. "Hello?"
"Oh, a girl." You glanced to your left and saw Norway carving a wood Iceland with the words 'I acknowledge Lukas as my brother.' Pity him. "Look at whatever. All of them are half off..."
"Uhh... Who the heck are ya?" You already know who he is but that will prove you are a stalker.
"A woodcrafter. If you are not going to buy anything, go away." He started to clean the floor with his broom.
"But all your craftings are about your brother..." You laughed, you might keep one of these if Dreamland has a delivery service...
"Ugh..." He left his broom cleaning by itself by magic. He went carelessly to you angrily showing that his creations should be precious and worth hundreds of diamonds. You smirked and turned to the broom.
"Oh my gosh... that broom is moving by itself... wow..." You started to imitate his way of talking and pointed to the broom. With a snap of his fingers that you heard he made all the magic go away. You turned to him, "It's no use making excuses. Now show me your magical lair with unicorns."
"Uggh, I hate you already... Fine, but all the unicorns evacuated to Ireland until next season." He started to drag you outside.
"WHOT!? I was looking forward to the unicorns..." You frowned but shrugged it off, pastries on forehead it is then...Norway snapped his fingers again and dragged you in. "By the way, I want a spell to change my mother... completely,I guess..."
"I'll see what I can do for you. Then will you leave alone?" Norway started to put weird things into a black cauldron.
"Ehh.... maybe I'll come back next season when unicorns are here!" You smiled. He looked at you for a minute then sighed.
"Seems long enough to have peace and quiet. My last customer was a prince, he demanded I give him the strength of ten men and he asked a spell to change his fate." Ahh... trying to tell a story, eh? Not on the lazy author's watch!
"I didn't ask for a story about your profession, I asked for a spell..." He glared at you (andtheauthor) then continued making the potion.
"Come closer..." You did what he asked and he pulled a lock of hair.
"OUCH! You decreased my beautiful curly hair by 0,2%, You BEAST!" You held the rest of your hair in case he did it again.
"I needed it for the potion, don't be so dramatic about it." He huffed.
"Wow, you are so nice..."
He rolled his eyes and stirred the cauldron. He tells you to close your eyes and he did the same. After light exploded from the lair, he grabbed the spell disguised as a cake with his spoon then gave it to you in a bag. "Now go away as long and as far as you can be." He then pushed you out then close the door.
"Gee thank you, Blankface!" You rode on Horsie then went back to the castle.
(AN: Hahahah, Finger ache... you know the drill, VOTE AND COMMENT AND MAKE ME PRESIDENT! ^-^)
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