A Fiolee Fairytale

Chapter 4: Sleeping Beauty (aka Briar Rose)

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*Fionna's POV*

Man, this story was mostly flashback! Okay, my parents in this story were not weird, dead, or otherwise out of the picture (though they did listen to a talking frog in my 'mother's' bath?!) and they seemed pretty upset about my impending 'death', and were very overprotective.

 I was even packed off to a castle in the forest!!! Pretty sure that did not happen in the story! (Well... in the Disney version... never let me say that again, or if I do, SHOOT ME.) Anyway, they left me alone a lot (in case they were accidentally caught by my 'curse', which totally contradicts what I just said, but still) and one day, while exploring the forest castle (it reminded me a lot of Rapunzel's tower, minus Marshall)  I came across a room. Now, the door had been locked before, but not now.

 Right, it's my 'fifteenth birthday' in this Globforsaken world, the day that I 'die' (or, you know, just fall asleep for a hundred years). Let's get this over with. I walked in, to see a thinly disguised Ice Queen spinning.

"Good day." I said. Really? Was this all there was to the room...?

Suddenly, she swung the spindle at me. I ducked, just in time, and ran for the door. She shut it and locked it with her magic, before smirking at me.

 "There's no precious fairy to save you this time!" She said. "And there will be no handsome prince to wake you up! I know who he'll be, and he won't be able to save you this time, Briar Rose!"

"Lady- my name is already Briar Rose. I think I've been punished enough for my parents' mistakes! Also, if you harm a hair on his head, I will personally behead you!"

"You've never even met the guy! All you know is that he's your true love, and besides, behead me with what? A pillow? You'll be asleep by then!"

"...But I have met him. He's sweet when he wants to be, but he also has a great sense of humour. He's brave, wisecracking, and even though he can get really possessive at times, and really dramatic at others, he's perfect. I-I-I love him, and he doesn't even know it." I sighed. "Damn it- I just sympathized with the Disney version! But I do know him, and it wasn't just a dream." (Ready... aim... wait, just let me deal with this first, okay?)

She grabbed my hand and stabbed the spindle into the middle of my palm. "Speaking of dreams, nighty night, Princess."

Urgh- not again! But yes, just like in Snow White, I blacked out. You have no idea how tired I am of saying that, and I said it what... three times? Three times too many, if you ask me. Please excuse me while I go kill something. ... So apparently while I was sleeping, I wasn't allowed to dream because why the heck not, but the time passed instantaneously for me, so that's not extremely boring at least.

Everyone in the castle had fallen asleep with me, (did my 'parents' know that? They didn't have to shun me! The curse was set for my fifteenth birthday, and they knew it. They could have been effective rulers and good parents!) and apparently, someone had transported me to my bedroom, which was kept clean by magic.

Unless Marshall cleaned up all the accumulated dust before waking me up, which would be kind of stupid. And the Ice Queen got her powers stripped away from her or she died or something while I was asleep, so we didn't have to bother with her again as a villain in this story at least.

Once again, I felt Marshall's cold lips on mine. Wait a second- this was back to the Marshall who thought he was part of the story! Where was the real Marshall?! I sat up next to him, taking in his appearance. He had dirt all over him, and several deep scratches all over.

"Are you alright?" I asked him, shocked.

"I'll heal, and the dirt will wash away. Now, what's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?" He asked, wrapping his arm around my shoulder as I sat up.

I've decided to call him Amnesia-Marshall. He is Marshall, he just... doesn't remember, hence the name. I leaned against him. "I was put under a curse that only true love's kiss could break." Gahhhh. So. Girly.

He smirked. "Interesting... very interesting. I've been looking for a queen to rule by my side... and you might just fit the role, my Briar Rose."

"Are you proposing...?"

"I just smashed my way through a hedge made entirely of thorns for you, so I'd say, yes, I am." He grinned.

I grinned back. "Yes. Because we already have pretty obvious evidence that we are true loves, and I feel like I know you..."

He nodded. "Exactly. Now, hold still, this shouldn't hurt much." He leaned toward my neck, and I froze. Was this really what I wanted...? I guess... I winced as he gently rested his fangs on my neck, then sighed in relief as I was transported to the next story. Guess I'm not ready for it after all.

You know- for once, I'm glad I didn't follow the original, original story ending. For one thing, the handsome prince (or in this case, king) is not a vampire, but apparently, he has a cannibal mother. He and Sleeping Beauty have two kids and then the guy has to leave, leaving his mother with his wife and kids. His mom decides she wants to eat his wife and kids, and the young queen finds out. She and her kids hide, and the cook substitutes a doe, and two lambs.

Then one of the kids makes a noise while they're hiding in a hayloft, and the evil dowager hears it and realizes they're still alive, and orders a pit to be dug and filled with snakes and stuff and for them to be thrown in. Then the prince/king finally comes home, and his mom gets so nervous she just jumps into the pit herself and dies.

Now, the Brothers Grimm edited that out, but it's in a later fragment, so I think the translators just messed that up, since in another version, the two are joined. Anyway, if that's the worst thing on your mind right now, you're in a good place. As for me? I'm about to be sent into a story that requires me to get no sleep, dance the night away, and was not made into a Disney film, but something much worse- a Barbie movie. What is it? The Twelve Dancing Princesses, of course. Oh dear Glob, no...