Ahhh... It's nice to sleep in.
WHAT THE CRAP? SOME CREEPER IS SMOOCHING ME! HELL TO THE NO!
I smacked his un-impressive jaw.
"What the hell do you think you're doin'?" I asked him as I sat up.
A stranger is standing over my bed, what looks like armor is hanging off his tiny frame. He is rubbing his chin where I smacked him.
"Um... I'm a handsome prince and I am kissing you. You should be happy."
He's leaning in to give me another kiss.
"Ever heard of CONSENT?" I yelled at him. I kicked him in the stomach.
He was only wearing chainmail, so he doubled over. Even I know to wear the iron armor over chainmail. He must be pretty stupid.
"What the?" He whispered. He had the breath knocked out of him.
I stood up and pushed him out of my way. I was taller than him by a few inches.
"Can I see your I.D.?" I asked him.
"What?"
"Give me your I.D. Now."
"Why?"
"Whatever. Who are you?"
"Prince Darrel."
"Thanks for the detailed explanation. I am Queen Bianca Castile, so I believe I outrank you. Get out 'o my palace, scumbag."
"But you need a man!"
"Listen closely," I leaned in to whisper in his ear, " One thing you might not know about me is... I DON'T NEED NO MAN!"
"Jeez, lady!" He rubbed his ear.
"And you can keep that shoe that got stuck in 'yo but when I was kicking' 'yo ass!"
With that, I shoved him out the door.
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FantasyIn this sassy re-make of sleeping beauty, Bianca wakes up from her hundred-year slumber not to instantly fall in love with the stranger kissing her, but to slap him upside the head and demands that he show her his I.D. This queen ain't gonna be pus...
