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Conner Bailey was sitting on his beloved swing. He called it Puppy. Conner's name was on it with bold Snell Roundhand letters on it. It was a beautiful day; the birds were singing and the flowers were blooming.
Lindy Lockwood, a Book Hugger, walked by Puppy. She saw Conner and walked over to him. She closed her eyes, nervous to reveal her deepest, darkest secret. She took a deep breath. "Conner Bailey. I've been keeping a secret from you, for a long, long time," she said.
Conner glanced at her, moving his head from left to right fast where she was, shocked. What could this secret be? "What - what is it?"
Lindy closed her eyes, again, and took a deep breath, again. "I.... am in love with you."
Conner gasped in shock. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Lindy? The girl who was so rude to him.... loves him? "Three girls whom I love dearly! How shall I choose which one to marry!"
The next day, Bree Campbell (who has had a crush on Conner since forever), Trollbella With-No-Last-Name (who has had a crush on Conner for two years) and Lindy Lockwood (who has had a crush on Conner for twenty-four hours) gathered around in a meadow.
Conner began his life-changing speech. He was so worried about the girls who aren't chosen's feelings. "I truly do love you all but I had to come up with one choice of whom I shall marry," he bowed, with an honest look of devastation.
All three of the girls blushed and pointed to themselves with a grin, knowing he'd pick that girl. Especially Trollbella.
"Bree, you are a fine young lady who's creative, smart, talented and much more," Conner bowed to Bree, who was already in a wedding dress, preparing for the marriage that she knew would come.
"Why, thank you, Sir Conner, future husband," Bree smiled and twirled her long blonde hair, bowing.
"Trollbella, you are a corky, loving and fun girl. I appreciate that deeply," Conner bowed to Trollbella, who was short and was wearing brown pigtails and red rosy cheeks with the word 'Butterboy' printed in marker on her forehead.
Trollbella giggled and said waved him off saying, "oh, stop, my boy!"
Conner faced Lindy. "Lindy, you are Lindy. I forgot - I don't love you."
Lindy screamed and looked up and the sky, trembling to the ground, bellowing. "NOOOOOO!!!"
Conner waved her off, shrugged and said, "oh, whatever. Anyways, Bree and Trollbella... I love you both deeply. Gosh, this is so hard. The loves of my life. But I can only have one true love. The truest of true. And that person is..." Conner said. He took five deep breaths. "And the person is..." Conner said, again. He took two more deep breaths.
"JUST GET ON WITH IT ALREADY, BUTTERBOY!!" Trollbella shouted impatiently, with sweat running down her forehead.
"Alright. The person is... Trollbella! " Conner finally announced.
The next day, Conner and Trollbella got married. Bree was there too, very angry. Lindy didn't bother to show up, she hated Conner now.
"Do you, Trollbella, take Conner Bailey to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" The priest said.
Trollbella clapped. "I do!"
"And do you, Conner Bailey, take Trollbella to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" The priest said.
"I do," Conner smiled.
"You may kiss the bride," The priest announced.
"COME ON, BUTTERKING!" Trollbella cried with joy.
And they lived happily ever after.
The end.
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"Hi," a girl walked up to me when I was sitting down in the seat. "My name is, um, Trollbe- Bella. My name is Bella. Do you have any money I can borrow?"
I didn't know what to say. What if this girl is a creepy hobo? "I'm, um, Bree. I don't know. Where are you from?" I asked.
"Hi Bree! I'm from the Troblin- Antarctica,"
"Antarctica? We're in the Netherlands," I raised my eyebrow. It's not like someone could travel all the way here. Well, maybe.
"AMERICA!" Bella yelled, as if remembering the name America.
"Ah, America. Okay," I said. I looked her. She looked like a rock. It was like as if I was blind and saw her as a regular teenage girl for a minute, but now she looks, literally like a rock. "Um, might I ask why you're, ah... like, that?" I asked, trying not to be impolite.
"HUH! You see it! Do you have magic blood?!?" Bella gasped and sat next to me.
"What, no! What are you talking about?!?"
"YOU'RE FROM THE FAIRYTALE WORLD, AREN'T YOU?!?"
"NO!" I exclaimed, which wasn't a complete lie, since I'm not from there.
"Yes, you are!! Want to gossip about... ooh, Conner Bailey?! My true love?!"
"CONNER BAILEY?!" I shouted. "What the heck?! How do you... oh my god... love?..."
"YES, CONNER BAILEY!! BUTTERBOY!! YOU KNOW HIM?!? GET AWAY FROM HIM I DEMAND YOU TO!!"
"Chill, trolley-olley. I never said I knew him. I just know of him!" Which, well, was a lie.
"OH, PHEW!!!!" Bella shouted.
"Why are you here anyways? Shouldn't you be in the trolblin thingy?" I asked.
"It's a long story. I'm not going to repeat it, so listen carefully!" Bella exclaimed. "So, here goes. My real name is Trollbella. To human eyes, I'm a regular fourteen year old girl. To people with magic in their blood, I'm a troll. So I heard the my Butterboy went to a school. I realized that he might have his own Buttergirl. So I found a portal, went through it, with a potion of that human eyes thingy, and ta dah!!! Trollbella's Mission to Remove Other Girls' from Butterboy's Life and forbid them to talk to him again!!"
I gulped. This girl, well, troll, was nuts. She seemed so determined though. "But what if..."
"What if what?!? Are you his Buttergirl?!?" Trollbella gasped.
"No, no. I'm his friend, though," I shook my head.
"BREE, THAT COUNTS IN THE MISSION!!" Trollbella exclaimed madly. She attacked me and hit me and knocked me off my seat and sang 'We we we, Conner loves me me me, but not Bree Bree Breeee...'
"Geez," I exclaimed, trying to block her from hitting me. "Wait a sec... does that mean I have m-magic in my... blood?!..."
"OH MY GOD!!!!!" I gasped.
I need more! What happens to Bree next?!
oh my gosh, what happen to bree?? write more!!
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. I couldn't believe this. This can't be true. There must be a mistake. There HAS to be a mistake. If it isn't... I don't know what I'll do. Is this what Conner went through? Wanting to, well, leave life but things eventually revolved and went better, right? But then there's enchantresses and goblins and demons and talking lions and magical rats and... I CAN'T DO IT.
"Um, Bella-I mean Trollbella, are you sure this means I have magic blood?" I asked, scared to hear the answer.
"Nope! Unless Hagetta lied or did something wrong. Hopefully this people in the restaurant don't see me as a human, come to think of it..."
"I'll ask someone!"
"You're going to ask someone if they see a girl as a rock?"
"I'll come up with someone," I said, and a guy happened to walk by, looking around twenty years old. I stood up to him and nervously I asked, since it's a total stranger, "hey, my friend Bella here's enemy is saying that she's a rock. Bella thinks that that girl's right. I want to prove that she's not a rock. Does she look like a rock to you?"
The guy raised his eyebrow at me and walked out of Bobby's Burgers.
"Ugh!" I exclaimed furiously. "I need this answer or I'll die!"
"Is there something wrong with magic?" Bella asked me.
"No! Well, a bit. Look, Trollbella, it's hard to explain. I just want to be ordinary!"
"And I just want to find Butterboy's girl classmates! But I'll let you off the hook, at least for now. You can be my partner in crime! Oh, I'll have to get answers from his female teachers too..."
I wouldn't tell Bella, or Trollbella, (I prefer Bella), about what Conner and I said before I left. That'd be scary. She'd start... I don't want to know. But now, I really missed home. Yeah yeah, I'm Bree Campbell and bla bla bla... but I'm also like that too. "Maybe you should find another troll where you live," I suggested.
"I do live with Butterboy! In my heart, he's always with me. I even made a song about it. Butterboy... I love you... you fill me with joy... when I feel sad too... I just always think of you... you make me alive... I'd be de-ed-ed-ed without y-y-you-oo-oo... in my li-i-i-i-i-i-ife... oh, Butterboy... we'll be together... forever... just you and I."
I was jealous, a bit. What if Conner really did love Bella. But I had other things to worry about, like the fact that I might have magic, so I'll just put that thought aside.
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"Nice song," I nodded, lying. I was also kind of creeped out. This girl was a little... coo-coo.
"So have you ever been to the Land of Stories?" Bella asked, humming to the tune of her Butterboy song. Butterboy? Does Conner like butter? Gosh.
"Well, yeah. I was there yesterday," I nodded.
"You were?!?" Bella gasped.
"Yup."
"Then how did you end up in this world? AND WHAT IS THAT THING?!?"
I raised my eyebrow. "What thing?" I asked.
Bella pointed to a telephone. It rang, and the louder it rang, the more freaked out Bella became.
"It's a phone," I laughed. Oh, trolls.
"CAN IT KILL YOU?!?!?!?"
["Relax, no. You talk to people on it," I tried to slow her down. Hyper trolls...
"I... still don't understand. But okay! Anyways... where were we? Oh yeah! How did you end up here?"
"A curtain," I quickly said, knowing it sounds dumb.
"You mean the curtain?!" Bella widened her eyes, like if it was a celebrity.
"Trollbella, um, there are a million curtains. There's no the curtain," I snickered. This was kind of funny, her excitement.
"No, no! I mean the Curtain! The ancient myth! One may not get out! Now, who gestured for you to get through the curtain?"
"Um... Mother Goose, Co- MOTHER GOOSE..." I said, quickly avoiding saying the forbidden name.
"Ha! She's cruel. Eeeeeeevil. Everyone knows that you can't make it out of the curtain. You basically... what's the word? DIE."
I widened my eyes. I knew that goose was up to something. But how am I still alive? What happened? WHY DO I HAVE TO GO THROUGH THESE THINGS AND NOT BE NORMAL?! Was Conner tricking me? In the airplane, when they were discussing secretly and I overheard, was it just my ears playing tricks on me? Were they really discussing... my death?
Lol! Trollbella's creeping Bree out with her songs about Conner, it's funny!
Do you think you'll write more fanfic?
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Awesome, I love it! You should make an Alex soap opera!
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With Rook and...Xanthous? A random dude Alex has NEVER met before?
Yas! You could make a bunch of guesses on what he would be like!
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"Hi!" Alex exclaimed and hugged her boyfriend.
"So you want to go egg some houses later? Trash a place?" Arthur suggested.
Alex laughed. "Yeah! Oh my gosh, you're such a great influence!"
*gags as Arthur says babe...then laughs wildly at the rest of the post*
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How old is Arthur in your fanfic?
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Alex smiled. "Okay, so I want to be exactly like you. Which side are you on - heroes or villains?"
"Obviously villains. They're so much better and nicer than stupid heroic heroes," Arthur said.
Alex's face lit up. "Then I say villains, too! How about we go ruin a castle, or kingdom, even better?"
"Aw, yes! I love you! How about the uh... the Charming Kingdom?"
"Ooh, yes! This is so much fun, I know realize how much better villains are. Just like me."
ARTHUR, WHAT DID YOU TO ALEX????
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I hope Rook appears, because now he's great compared to...ARTHUR.
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Arthur grinned. "So you're officially one of them?"
"Yes! But my stupid idiot heroic brother, Conner, wouldn't approve. What should we do to make him suffer for this?" Alex rolled her eyes.
"We could torture him somehow," Arthur shrugged.
"Okay! Let's go!" Alex exclaimed, and got up from her seat.
They held hands, with Alex's head on Arthur's left shoulder.
"Oh, there he is!" Alex exclaimed, and pointed to a road where Conner was walking.
"Let's torture!" Arthur said. He took some magic and almost murdered Conner.
OMG. ALEX. GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF.
Arthur's like the boyfriend I never want to have. Then again, i can already imagine myself on a date: Analeese sat down with a guy named Guy at a restaurant.
"What's that list in your hand?" Guy asked Analeese, noticing a piece of paper in her hand. Analeese did not reply. She simply started reading from the list.
"Have you read Dorothy Must Die?" she asks.
"Um...no." Guy says.
"Acceptable, I'm aware that some people haven't heard of it. Have you read Throne of Glass? Did you like it?" Analeese asks Guy.
"Yes I've read it, and I hate it. Such poor writing." Guy says, rolling his eyes and shaking his head. Analeese's eyes widened. She threw her chair at him and stomped off.
"What's that list in your hand?" Guy asked Analeese, noticing a piece of paper in her hand. Analeese did not reply. She simply started reading from the list.
"Have you read Dorothy Must Die?" she asks.
"Um...no." Guy says.
"Acceptable, I'm aware that some people haven't heard of it. Have you read Throne of Glass? Did you like it?" Analeese asks Guy.
"Yes I've read it, and I hate it. Such poor writing." Guy says, rolling his eyes and shaking his head. Analeese's eyes widened. She threw her chair at him and stomped off.
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I've got an idea! Analeese Goes On Dates With TLOS Characters, or something like that.
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yaaaaaay! I really enjoy reading your fanfics,, they're pretty good!! what will this one be about?
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And there he was. Little John Bailey the II. Walking along in the living room, holding his father's hands. "Daddy! Daddy look!" he exclaimed, pointing up at the balloon.
Conner laughed. "That's not for you, that's for Uncle Rook!"
"Aw..." John made puppy eyes, in a sad way.
Bree walked into the room and looked up at her husband. "Conner - Rook wants you in the kitchen," she pointed to another room.
Conner looked down at his son. He wanted to spend more time with him. He looked back up at Bree. "Why?"
Bree shrugged. "I don't know!"
Conner waved to John and left the room into the kitchen. A moment later, I could hear Rook and Conner saying cheers with their glasses and laughing and chatting.
Bree walked up to me and sat on the couch next to me. "Hey Alex!" she waved. "Having fun yet?"
"Yeah," I said. "But Rook's been in the kitchen this whole time, I barely saw him today."
Bree smiled. "Well, it's his birthday. I mean, I don't want to sound like it's his birthday and he gets time off and his time off is not talking to you. But he's probably just catching up with people from his younger years, all that, you know."
"Yep!" I sighed. "So how've you been lately?"
"Great, actually. John has kept very busy these days," Bree said. "And you?"
"Pretty good myself!" I said. "Just like you, Elena the II and Eddie the II have been keeping Rook and I very busy, but I couldn't be happier. I never want them to grow up, watching them play."
"That's great!" Bree laughed.
The lights dimmed and the candles were lit. It was time for cake. Bree and I got up and stood around the dining room table, where everyone was sitting.
Rook sat a seat, looking around the door where Rosette from the Fairy Council came in, holding the birthday cake. She had this smile on her face while making sure the cake didn't fall.
Everyone began to sing happy birthday. Wow, so many people from my past are here. From the best years of my life. From my teenage years. Trollbella, too, who I remember meeting. It was pretty funny how she kissed Conner from when we were twelve... wow, it's been so long since then. Time really does fly by quickly, doesn't it? I mean, look at me. I'm forty. And first entering the Land of Stories, giving my speech Ezmia, fighting with the Grande Armée, and so much more... it's so astonishing! It's nice to reflect back on my childhood. While watching my family and friends who I grew up knowing singing and cheering Rook on. Rook, sweet Rook. Feeling joyful tears running down my cheeks. I wish I could experience my childhood all over again. I couldn't be happier in this life's journey.
This marvellous life's journey.
I think I might've died when Conner said UNCLE ROOK!! Who did Alex and Rook name their kids after?
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Conner's POV in the epilogue? Idk.
Nice. It's really good but it would be better if you continued it even more.
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