The Return of the Princesses

Chapter 7

I was the last of all the girls to shower...well wash myself. Little did I know " showering " would consist of a bucket filled with soapy water and a old cloth.

The bathroom was stone-based, like the rest of the castle. A few buckets, a toilet ( well, I'm guessing it is a toilet, I'm just guessing at this point), soap and a collection of linen was in the bathroom.

I wrapped my dripping wet hair into an old towel ontop of my head. I had already dried my body, so I started to get into my night gown. It was blue silk with white lace around the neck, wrists and bottom of the dress. This isn't exactly what I was thinking for pyjamas, but it will have to do for now. I let out a sigh of satisfaction, I was already starting to feel better.

Emerging from the bathroom, it wasn't hard to find where Scarlett's room was, just follow the sound of laughing girls. I entered into a bedroom, which was Scarlett's room. It was evident from the large amount of animal statues and plants throughout her room.

" Welcome to my crib." Scarlett laughed, pretending she was on the MTV's show "Cribs."

All of the girls were sitting into a cicle on a wooden bed, plates of assorted cheese and crackers sat in the middle.

I laughed, making my way to the bed. " It is very 'Snow White'ish." Ariana and Accalia made room for me in the circle and I immediatley started eating.

" The power of my shower head is really strong too!' Scarlett joked,

We all errupted into laughter at her joke, making us almost feel normal. It reminded me of the days we would always have sleepovers back in our...world.

" This is so weird...Don't you think?" Camilla commented.

" I know! But I'm not going to lie, It's kind of fun." Admitted Rebekah.

" You think that too?! I thought it was just me, so I didn't want to say anything!" Exclaimed Ariana.

" Ya, but we have to figure out what is going on because what happen to us is anything but normal." I said, bringing reality back into the conversation.

Everyone slowly started agreeing with me, trying not to let their fantasy's get to their heads.

Before anyone could get in another word, there was a small,quick knock at the door.

" I'll get that." Said Rebekah, who shuffled to the end of the bed. The room was silent as we watched Rebekah approach the door and heard the soft sound of her barefeet padding across the cool stone floor.

Rebekah's body blocked the view for us all, but by the sound of her voice, it sounded like she was facing someone she hasn't met yet.

" Oh my gosh, you're actually here! You're real!" Said a mixture of excitment and fear in her voice.

" Oh, I sure hope we are real, Princess Rapunzel!" Squeaked a voice, the voice of the fairies was soft but irritatingly high.

" So are you going to let us in, or do you want us to rot out here?" Said a different voice with more power and sass.

Rebekah stepped aside without another word. Three little fairies flew into the room, each of them was the size of my hand. One wore blue, another wore red and the last wore green. They all wore the same style midieval dresses, pointy hats (which resemebled a witch's hat) and coloured veils.

" At your services my princess's, the three good fairies." Said the green one.

" I totally remember them!" Chimmed Ariana as Rebekah returned to her spot on the bed.

" Well I sure hope you do, Aurora. We did raise you to your 16th birthday!" Giggled the red one.

" See, that is the problem, we aren't exactly from this world." I said, directing my sentence at the fairies buzzing around the room.