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Wedding Bells

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
A sneak peek at the latest of Marvelo's misfortunes- Prinz Rolla's got himself a date and Marvelo's been drafted in as his coach/wingman. Will the happy couple's mutual interest in television's "Tornado of Love" fuel Margery and Rolla's passions? Or will Margery end up alone, hoarding designer shoes like the show's main character, Rosalinda?

Author's note: This is an early draft, the fully edited short story will be out in February :)

Submitted: December 19, 2018

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Rolla inspected himself and the room. “Aha! Where’s my brooch?” Marvelo closed his eyes and said nothing, pleading with the Celestial Baker himself to change the Prinz’s mind. The Baker didn’t answer, largely because he doesn’t exist.

 

Here, Sire.” Marvelo suppressed a groan and fetched it along with a small tube of sugar paste. He dabbed at the right-side of Rolla’s chest with the fixing agent, applied the jewellery with both thumbs, counted to three, and stepped back. It looked ridiculous. A powder-blue shoe shaped monstrosity. Rolla looked himself over and beamed from ear to ear.

 

Perfect. Tonight, dear fellow, I will meet my Rosalinda. I’ll court her as a KinderCandy should, shower her with all the shoes she can handle, and then like a ‘Tornado of Love’ we’ll...” Marvelo screwed his face up trying to make himself deaf. “I say, Marv, you all right?”

 

Yes... yes, Sire... just trying to hold back the tears.” Marvelo unclenched his face. “I’m so happy to see you settling down.” His face had fixed itself into an almost maniacal grin.

 

Course you are!” Rolla sauntered over to his desk, glanced at the picture, and grabbed Marvelo by the shoulders. “Now, you’ll open the Dining Hall door, bow to the lady, and give me a medium-sized intro. Something that says ‘yes he’s your Prinz, but he’s your little SquidgyPrinz’.” Rolla pinched at Marvelo’s cheeks for emphasis.

 

SquidgyPrinz.” Marvelo nodded, eyes imploring for divine intervention.


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