“You may now kiss the bride.” Eugh. I looked down as Beth’s sister and her now husband kissed. Probably a big sloppy one too. I wasn’t gonna watch that. Everyone cheered and I looked up. Phew, they’d stopped.
Let me explain. Bethany Teal is my best friend, the Princess of the Mushrooms. Her sister is Ella Teal, who is getting crowned ‘Queen’ tomorrow. Beth’s dad is King Reece Teal. It’s weird. Our land is opposite of humans. Our men change their last t name.
I’m the President of the Mushroom’s daughter. My daddy is Alex Black, and my mother is Sally Black. I’m Sam. Samantha Black. The First Daughter.
Anyway, Beth and I were bridesmaids although Beh was the Maid of Honour.
We’re all faeries at this wedding. Faeries have no wings, but we are tiny compared to a Human.
Eugh, humans. They’re our enemy. But, then again, we hate the fairies, too. Yes, they are like average fairies. Wings, tiny, delicate. But they can’t use magic. Faeries, on the other hand, have no wings, but are tiny, delicate and can use magic. Just not for flying.
Once the ceremony had finished, there was an after party for everyone. There was guards, so no fairies could get in, and a list of all the faeries who can come.
Daddy put me in charge of the checking people off the list who came. Here’s the list.
Key: Red = Adult(male)
Purple = Adult(female)
Blue = Child(male)
Pink = Child(female)
Green = Teen(male)
Gold = Teen(female)
Princess Ella and Prince Caleb Teal
King Reece Teal
Princess Bethany Teal
President Alex Black
Colour is very important in the Faerie and Fairy land. As you can see, everyone has a colour as their last name. Also, gems are very important, too, so everyone has a gem as their middle name. My full name is Samantha Diamond Black. See?
“Hi,” A lady, with six children and a man, greeted. “We’re the Violet family.”
“Ok, go on in. Do you want me to take your coats?” I asked.
“No, it’s fine, dear, you won’t manage eight coats by yourself.” She said. A light bulb flashed above her head. “I know, Max, please could you help Samantha, here, with the coats?”
He nodded, taking his wife and three of his children’s coats. I took three coats, that belonged to the children. I guided Mr. Violet to where the coats were to be hung and took one hook for each coat.
“Thank you, sir.” I thanked him.
“Your welcome.” He replied, tipping his top hat.
I returned to the entrance and Mr. Violet joined his family to go inside, and I ticked more and more people off the list, taking their coats.
One thing I didn’t expect, however, was for my best friend to come.
No, not Beth. My other best friend. Lauren. She was a fairy, and wasn’t supposed to be here.
“Lauren?” I asked. She was covering her wings with a cloak. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to warn you.” She replied.
“Warn me about what?” I asked. I was very wary; she wasn’t supposed to be here!
“They’re coming. I saw them from my leaf house. They brought a creature. It looked furry, and nearly as big as the humans themselves!” She informed me.
“Uh oh.” I managed to choke out.
Then it came.
“Bethany!” I screamed.
She heard, turned around and saw what was coming.
She whispered to the messenger. He ran away to tell the warning sergeant to ring the warning bells.
We only had about five minutes. I went to the stage.
“Everybody, we need to go to Mushroom City, The Tree, I repeat, Mushroom City in The Tree!” I said into the microphone.
The ground became shaky.
Faeries rushed to Mushroom City, some getting in their cars (toy cars that humans had dropped), some on foot, and some, being brainy, decided to poof out using magic.
All of the bodyguards stayed and made sure that everyone was gone.
I stayed. I wanted to get a better look at the humans.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.Thud.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. THUD. THUD. THUD. THUD. THUD.
They’re here, one human and a ghastly, smelly creature.
I was behind a bush. The bodyguards had left.
I was alone.
Well, except the human and the ghastly, smelly creature.
The human stopped. Here was my chance! I ran forward, and started climbing. The human had long, curly brown hair. I got to it’s shoulders, and then used it’s curls to climb up it’s hair.
“Ouch!” The human exclaimed. Didn’t daddy say that humans aren’t supposed to know about us? It ran it’s hand through it’s hair and stopped when it got to me. Oh, boy, daddy will kill me!
It scooped me into it’s hands, I curled into a ball and put my hands over my face. A noise surprised me.
“Hello?” It whispered. I peeked out through a gap in between my fingers. The human looked... almost worried. “Are you Ok?”
I was shocked. I asked, “W-Why are you being nice to me?”
“What do you mean?” She didn’t answer my question. “Why wouldn’t I be nice to you?”
“Because humans aren’t supposed to like faeries.” I replied simply.
“Oh! Wait, you’re a faerie?” She questioned, surprised. I nodded. “Ok, explain to me, what exactly is a faerie?”
“Faeries are tiny little people, who can use magic, and we’re supposed to have a feud with the fairies. One of the fairies is my best friend, so I don’t mind fairies.” I have no clue why I was opening up to a human but she just seemed so caring and understanding.
“Oh...” The human sighed.
“Let’s not talk here; all of the other faeries could here you. But that’s only if they’re being quiet.” She stood up, with me cross-legged in one hand, and the ghastly, smelly creature’s lead in the other.
:.------------x.At The Human'sHouse.x------------.:
“So what’s your name?” The human asked me.
“Samantha Diamond Black. President Black’s daughter.” I replied, proudly. I was proud of daddy.
“I’m Alissa.” The human told me. I noticed she’d been saying faeries wrong. Well, it’s not how faeries pronounce it.
“So, Alissa, I’ve noticed that you’ve been saying faeries wrong, and it’s kind of annoying me.” I started.
“Oh. Well how are you supposed to say it?” She asked.
“You’ve been pronouncing it ‘fair-ies’ when it’s ‘Fay-air-ies’. Well, at least it is in Mushroom Land.” I explained.
“That’s our Kingdom. The Fairies live in the trees, on leaves. They also have the top half of inside the tree. We have the bottom half. They have evolved into cities.” I referred to the tree we were sitting by in Alissa’s ‘Back Garden’. I call it ‘Backgardenland’.No faeries or fairies lived here though.
I’d never been away from Mushroom or Leaf. It’s just been there, for the whole 131 faerie years that I’d lived. 131 faerie years was only like 13 human years. The same goes with fairy years.
I liked it in Backgardenland. It was so different. In Mushroom and Leaf, there was always mud and sticks. Here, there was grass, and so called ‘concrete’. It was always pitch dark there. Here it was as light as it could get. There was so many more differences that would take too long to name. I think I preferred it here. But I would have to go back. Back to the dark, mud and stick grounded Mushroom and Leaf.
“Oh, now I get it!” Alissa caught on. “So, tell me why you thought humans were so evil.”
“Well, there were stories. Ten of them. Each from a faerie or fairy that had gone outside of Mushroom and Leaf.” Alissa looked engaged. I decided to tell her the story. “The first one was from Jessica Aqua, a fairy. She got kidnapped. The humans took her to a deep, dark, terrifying dungeon. There they tied her up with string, thick, strong string. They had Sharp dagger-like weapons, and they tried to kill her. A roaring beast pulled up, blue, red and white lights flashing, a word on the front that read, ‘POLICE’, saving her from her death. She squeezed out of the string, somehow, and flew her way home. It took her years to come home, but when she did, she looked dead. But she was miraculously alive. Three days later, she died.”
“Oh, dear. So how did her family deal with it?” Alissa asked.
“Oh, her mother passed away that Huna, her father died before she was born, she had no siblings, no children, nor no husband. And her friends had to get over it.” I explained.
“What’s Huna?” Alissa asked.
“Oh, it’s a month.” I replied.
I told her all ten of the other stories before deciding that it was time to go home.
“Ma and daddy are gonna kill me!” I exclaimed.
“Come on, I’ll take you back.” She gave me her hand as a seat. I took it, politely and she lifted me up, the wind whooshing through my jet black locks.
So what did you think? This is supposed to be an easy read, so more people can read it.