Once upon a time, there was a kingdom. The rulers of this kingdom had just had a child and the baby shower was about to happen, blablablablablabla, evil fairy cursed the child, blablablablabla, poked her finger, then fell into a deep sleep, blablablablablabla, a prince came to the castle and hacked through the vines*. He came in and wandered through the halls. He looked around. It was as if time was frozen. Not a single noise was heard. Every single person was asleep. He continued through the halls until he saw a large set of doors. He opened them slowly. He saw a king, a queen, and a beautiful princess. Being the creepy guy that he was, he leaned down and kissed the sleeping princess. Nothing happened, with her being comatose and probably dead. Realizing that he had just kissed a dead person, he rushed to the nearest bathroom, and washed his mouth out. He slunk out the back door and didn't tell anyone about this incident for the rest of his life.
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And they all lived painfully ever after...
FantasyHow fairy tales would go if they made sense.