The Princesses of Laguna Beach (Chapter 5)

After figuring out how to bring Madeline back to life, the princesses left the Witch Belles' home and made their long journey to find a royal prince. Princess Elizabeth had one in mind so the girls followed her as she made her way to his castle through the large forest. It became a bright and shining morning by the time the girls made it to the prince's home. Princess Skylar knocked on the door and waited a few seconds for someone to open it. A man stepped out, wearing red attire. His golden crown was shining over his short, straight, ash-blond hair pointing skyward. His eyes were as blue as the sky and he had the clearest peachy skin anyone has ever seen.
He uttered in a slightly deep, slightly nasal voice, "Hi, can I help you?"
"Hi there," grinned Lizzie. "Are you a real prince?"
He pointed at his crown. "Duh."
"What's your name?" asked Skye.
"Prince Homer Andrew Peterson."
"Ha, Homer. Listen, I know this may seem weird, but that girl over there is dead."
"Oh, my God!"
"Bear with me, Homer! Okay, she's dead but she will come back to life if a prince kisses her. Will you do this favor for us?"
"I don't know. I'm not really into kissing dead people."
"Come on," said Princess Andrea. "Don't you think she's pretty?"
"Yeah."
"Alright. And if you do this, you get to have a pretty princess on your side."
"If she's a princess, then where's your crown?"
"It fell off on the way here," answered Princess Debra. "So will you do this because rigor mortis kicked in and now she's kinda hard to hold."
"Hmm... alright."
Debra used all her strength to lift Madeline so she can be as high as Homer. He walked over to her and lifted her head up by the chin with the tips of his fingers. He closed his eyes and pecked Madeline on her soft lips. Quickly, she started to open her eyes, blinking them. The girls were about to freak out. Madeline started to regain her balance and stand on her own, encouraging Debra to release her. Madeline loosened up, stretching her arms, and produced a big yawn.
"What's up, guys?" she said, looking at her friends who were about to burst with happiness. "What happened? Did I take a nap when you guys were talking? That's so weird because I only do that when I'm bored. Maybe you guys were boring me. I don't know."
"Madeline, you're alive!" Elizabeth squealed, tightly squeezing her friend.
"Of course I'm alive. I'm young and I eat healthy."
"No, Madeline," said Skylar, "you ate a poison apple and kicked the bucket. We were looking for ways to bring you back to life."
"O.M.G. Are you serious? I was dead?"
"Yeah, but you're alive now," said Debra, "all thanks to Homer."
Madeline looked at Homer and it was immediately love at first sight.
"Hello," she said seductively. "I'm Princess Madeline King if you didn't know."
"Oh, I know," Homer smiled, trying to be seductive as well.
"Did you now? Well, since you saved me, how about you come over my place and I'll make you some dinner?"
"It's seven in the morning."
"Do you wanna come over my castle or not?"
"Oh, yeah, baby."
Madeline grinned. She clasped Homer by the hands and led him into the forest in front of his castle so they can go to her house.
"She didn't say thank you, you know," noted Andrea.
"We bring her back to life and she doesn't even hang out with us," said Skylar.
"At least she's alive," said Lizzie.
"Out of what cause, Lizzie? Out of what cause?"
        Although the princesses weren't happy, they eventually found happiness again and continued to spend time with their breathing friend, Princess Madeline. Besides her friends, Madeline found joy with Prince Homer and lived happily ever after with him. So one could say that everyone had a happy ending... except for the Witch Belles. They got beat up pretty bad. Not to mention Phil; his 'pill and potion' still hurt.

The Princesses of Laguna Beach (Chapter 4)

"I don't want Madeline to be dead," admitted Princess Elizabeth, about to burst into tears. "She was the first friend I ever made. I want her in my life."
"So do we, Lizzie," agreed Princess Debra, lugging Princess Madeline in every step.
"Yeah, although I owe her money, I still want her to be alive," Princess Skylar admitted.
        "I thought you said she owes you money."
        "Yeah, it's a little bit of both. Man, it's cold out here."
"I know; it's colder than a Pamela's teat out here," commented Princess Andrea. "What are we going to do?"
"Wait," Debra stopped, making the princesses stop as well. "Madeline said earlier that the Witch Belles stopped by her house and she stole something from them before kicking them out. You guys, the poison apple came from the Witch Belles."
"Those putas! I'm gonna kill them with my princess hands! Where do they live?"
"Not too far from here," replied Skylar. "Follow me."
Princess Skylar led her friends throughout the village, making a destination to where Pamela and Mauricia resided. They traveled through fog which got thicker the farther one would go. Then as the fog cleared, the girls found themselves in front of an isolated hut made of stones. They walked closer and knocked on the wooden door. The door opened and released a bunch of smoke which made the girls gag and cough. Pamela and Mauricia, in tight, black robes with pointy hats, revealed themselves at the door.
"Oh, well, isn't it Danity Kane?" said Pamela.
"Who's Danity Kane?" asked Mauricia.
"Nobody knows anymore."
"Oh, yeah, that's right."
"Did you do this to our poor Madeline?" asked Debra, shaking Madeline's cold body.
Pamela responded, "Maybe we did..."
"Maybe we didn't," finished Mauricia.
"Do you know how to make her not like this?" queried Skylar.
Pamela replied, "Maybe we do..."
"Maybe we don't," Mauricia finished.
"Listen, I know you don't like us but you are going to bring Madeline back to life," Andrea demanded.
"Ha, sure we are," smirked Pamela. "We would do such a thing since we're so nice. But if you really want us to do so, you guys can give up your crowns to us."
"Witch, please! I ain't giving nothing up to you."
"Well, then, I guess we're gonna do nothing about your friend," said Mauricia. "Sorry."
"Mauricia, Pamela," started Elizabeth, "now I know we're not on good terms. But it would be really nice if you revive Madeline. Like princesses do good things and doing a good thing would be a step closer to becoming a princess. So what do ya think?"
"Hmm," uttered Pamela. "I think we'll stick to being bad. We're witches; we'll find a way to get our crowns."
"Well, we're not going anywhere until you give us what we want," said Skye.
"Then I guess we'll have to go somewhere," smiled Mauricia.
The witches turned their heads to look at the brooms at the back of their home. They both raised their arms and opened their palms to the brooms. The brooms began to shake before flying over to the witches. They caught the brooms in their hands by the stick and stuck them under themselves. Soon, the brooms began to levitate and the witches were on their brooms like motorcycles.
        Pamela was the first to fly out the door past the princesses. Her menacing cackle faded away as her distance grew farther. Mauricia tried to fly past the girls out the door. Luckily, Andrea was fast enough to grab Mauricia's broom by the top of the bristles. Using her ape strength, Andrea pulled Mauricia back into the house and flipped the broom so she could fall off. With Mauricia on the ground, Andrea began to beat her quickly and repeatedly. Her hands were on the stick so Mauricia was getting pelted with the bristles. Pamela later ran back in the house with her broom in her hand when she noticed Mauricia wasn't with her. She knelt in front of Mauricia and put her hands up to protect her fellow witch.
"Hey, hey, hey!" she shouted. "Stop, you monster!"
Andrea held the broom over her shoulder like a baseball bat and swung at Pamela like she was a ball. She flew over Mauricia and rolled on the ground until settling in pain.
"Bring my friend back to life or I'll make stew out of you both!" Andrea commanded.
Mauricia weakly put her hands up. "Alright! Look, we don't know how to bring her back to life. That spell is not in our spell book. However, we know how to bring her back to life."
"Then tell me."
"Okay! A way to wake her up is to get a real prince to kiss her on the lips. That or a life-returning potion but that has some defects."
"Take back your broom." Andrea threw the broom at Mauricia's chest. "I bet you don't even use it to sweep your floor."

The Princesses of Laguna Beach (Chapter 3)

The princesses left Madeline's castle with Madeline's inanimate body in Andrea's arms, walking far and far into the heart of Orange County. They entered a flee market area, passing by huts selling products of all kinds. But they ignored those stores when they set their eyes on Phil's Pills and Potions. After letting themselves in, they met a half-man, half-gremlin. He wore a raggedy red robe and had a hunchback. When he saw five pretty princesses come in his store, the man was almost elated to approach them.
"Hello, new customers," he said in a raspy voice. "And Lizzie! How are you? Did you come to buy another one of my potions?"
"No, Mister Phil," answered Princess Elizabeth. "You know those potions don't work."
"Alright." Phil walked behind his counter and reached under. He then revealed a pink bottle with a blue label. "Then would you like the better version of that potion? There's a guarantee that it will surely get rid of your headaches. Also, it's fifty-five cents less."
"Well, if it's fifty-five cents less..." Elizabeth took the bottle out of Phil's hands.
"So may I ask who is Sleeping Beauty over there?"
Princess Andrea looked down at Madeline, who still wasn't moving. "Oh, this is Princess Madeline King. She's dead."
"I hope you don't mind but how did she die?"
"Oh, she ate a poison apple."
"Are you sure she didn't choke?"
"Yes, I'm sure. She ate the apple and then died."
"So she choked?"
"No, man! She was poisoned."
"How do you know?"
"Because if she was choking, she would have been alive a few minutes after eating the apple. But when she ate it, she dropped like a fly."
"So she was poisoned?"
"That was what I was trying to say!"
"Listen, do you sell any potions that bring people to life?" questioned Princess Skye.
"Yeah, but I only sell one bottle," responded Phil. "I used to own a lot of them because people would buy them to revive a dead pet or a grandparent. And they come back to life, it's just that they don't come back to life correctly. So I make people share that one bottle. Once it's gone, it's gone."
"May we see it?" asked Princess Debra.
"Sure."
Phil walked around his counter and headed to the back of the store. He picked up the lonely lavender-colored bottle from the middle shelf. He walked back towards the girls and handed Debra the bottle.
She opened it and looked inside. "There's only a drop left," she noticed.
"Maybe it's all we need," said Skye. "Just put it in her mouth."
Andrea held up Madeline so she could be the same height as most of the girls. Debra grabbed Madeline by the chin and lifted her head slightly up. Then she flipped the bottle upside down over Madeline's open mouth. After the drop landed on her tongue, Debra closed Madeline's mouth and let go of her head.
"Is it working?" asked Elizabeth.
"Shhh!" commanded Skylar.
"I don't think she's breathing, guys," said Princess Debra.
"But the potion is working," noticed Princess Andrea. "It gave her an extra finger." She lifted up Madeline's blanche left hand, showing her friends that it had six fingers on it. The sixth finger was practically another middle finger.
"Oh, yeah," said Phil. "That's what happens when someone would revive somebody. They would have an extra body part like another finger, an extra lip, or another private part."
"Are you sure you have nothing else we could do?" asked Princess Skylar.
"I have some breast enhancement pills."
"That is not what I was talking about."
"Listen, that was the last of the life-returning potion. So you might as well pay me fifteen thousand gold coins before you go."
"Fifteen thousand gold coins?" repeated Elizabeth. "We only used a drop."
"Ain't no way, man," said Skylar.
"Okay, you don't have to pay the coins," said Phil. "I think we can make an arrangement. You see, my wife left a few months ago and a gremlin is feeling lonely, if you know what I'm saying."
Skye stuck her finger in Phil's face. "You have a lazy eye."
"Listen, it's either pay up or put out. There's no other choice."
Andrea quickly handed Madeline to Debra. As Debra tried to hold Madeline up, Andrea stepped closer to Phil. With barely any hesitation, Andrea struck her leg under the middle of Phil's legs and kicked him hard right in the crotch. Phil knocked his knees together and covered his crotch, hunching over and groaning for two seconds straight. He looked up at the girls and said with pain:
"You girls can leave if you really want to."
Andrea smiled before turning around, twirling her sparkly golden dress, and opening the door so she could leave. The rest of the girls followed her out with Elizabeth behind them, closing the door on her way out.

The Princesses of Laguna Beach (Chapter 2)

As the afternoon came in the pleasant kingdom of Orange County, Madeline heard the doorbell ring from upstairs. She stopped playing with her cute little dog, Crystal and headed downstairs. She opened the door, revealing her four best friends who were also princesses.
First came in Princess Elizabeth Duvall who goes by Lizzie for short. She was gorgeous; men had a hard time not looking at her. Probably because she was the only princess in the kingdom to wear the shortest dresses. Plus, she had the body of a goddess. She had a brain of a bluebird though. However, she had morals like consummation after marriage which was one of the smartest aspects of her.
Then came in Princess Andrea Gonzalez. She liked to be called Candy Andy because even though she was tough on the outside, she was sweet on the inside. She was practically the only princess who had poor etiquette. But she was a sight for sore eyes. She was also self-assured and full of Latina fire.
After her entered Princess Debra Lincoln, the calmest of all of the girls. She was so tranquil and inspired and kindhearted. Her castle was always filled with soothing music as she performed yoga and lit pleasant-smelling candles. But push the wrong buttons on her, she would push the wrong button on you.
  Last came in Princess Skylar Carter. Her friends knew her as Skye. She had to be more nonchalant than her gal, Debra. She wasn't the most girly princess in the kingdom either. Eyebrows would raise when people would see Skye with the friends she had. But other than that, she has a secret soft side. And she won the hearts of others with her sarcastic and dry sense of humor. Even though she could be brutally honest, it was hard not to love her.
Princess Madeline greeted her girlfriends with hugs as they walked inside her hedonistic house.
"How is my royal sister?" asked Princess Elizabeth.
"More royal than ever," answered Madeline while closing her door.
"Do you got some grub?" asked Princess Andrea. "A princess hungrier than a mug."
"Oh, I just prepared some lunch in the dining hall. It's been chilling for a few minutes."
"Then let's get at it!" said Princess Skylar.
The princesses swaggered into the dining hall of the castle which was right by the kitchen. On the table in the center was five plates full of their midday meal. They sat down in the chairs while Madeline sat in the single chair at the end of the table. Next to her plate was the red apple she received earlier.
"Madeline, why is your food different from ours?" asked Princess Debra.
"Oh, I'm on a no-horse-meat diet," answered Madeline. "I want to be able to fit in all of my dresses."
"Mm-hmm," hummed Andrea. "Classic Madeline."
"So how has everyone been?"
"Oh, I know I've been glad," responded Elizabeth. "DeMarcus got me two horses. Both white! It was so nice of him. Now my unicorn has friends."
"You better pray that those horses don't do anything to your unicorn," said Princess Skylar.
"What do you mean?"
"Don't answer that, Skye," Madeline demanded. "Alright, so guess who was here?"
"Who?" asked Andrea.
"Pamela and Mauricia."
"The Witch Belles?" asked Lizzie.
"Yep. They were here, trying to convince me that they were old ladies."
"Did you fall for it?" asked Andrea.
"No! I called them out on it and stole from them before I kicked them out."
"Good for you," said Debra. "Fight the power. Peacefully, of course."
"Thanks, Debs. Someone really needs to kick those girls where it hurts."
"Yeah, right in the nuts," said Skye.
The girls shared a hearty laugh. Madeline smiled and picked up her shiny red apple. She took a big bite out of it and consumed the juicy goodness. After ingested it, instantly, she fell over, head first on the table. The girls stopped laughing and stared at Madeline who was completely still. They were silent for a while.
"What just happened?" Lizzie asked.
Debra jumped out of her chair and lifted Madeline's hand. She held her wrist to see if she could feel anything. "Oh, my goodness. She has no pulse." She dropped Madeline's limp wrist on the table.
"There's no way," said Princess Skye, getting out of her seat and walking towards Debra. "Let me try something."
Skye lifted Madeline's breathless face from the table and smacked her across the cheek. Madeline's head dropped back down onto the table as she did not feel a thing.
"Yeah, something's wrong," Skye said.
"Oh, my God!" Lizzie pulled on her own hair. "How could she have died? She's so young."
"I think she was poisoned," supposed Debra.
"How do you know?"
"Because she ate that apple and then died. So either that apple has poison in it or she was allergic."
"How can someone be allergic to apples?" questioned Princess Skylar.
"That's why she had to be poisoned."
"Oh, my goodness," said Andrea. "We need to do something. There has to be a way. This cannot be the end of Madeline."
        "I know," Princess Skye agreed. "Madeline owes me, like, five dollars."
"Ooh!" Lizzie got an idea. "We should take her to the pharmacy in the village. It's called, 'Pills and Potions'. I went there once but I don't know. I bought this potion that was supposed to cure my headaches but all it did was grow another boob on my chest."
"Listen, we have to go to see if there's a solution. Because I don't want the cops coming here. We all know that they will arrest Debra."
"Why would they only arrest me?" asked Princess Debra.
"Because you're black."
Debra nodded. "You're right. We need to get Madeline to that pharmacy fast."
Andrea and Lizzie pushed their chairs back and got up. Andrea hoisted Madeline by the arms and lifted her out of the chair, using her strength to carry Madeline out of the dining hall. The girls followed Andrea out of the room with Skye as the last one out.
"Shouldn't we finish our lunch first?" she asked.

The Princesses of Laguna Beach (Chapter 1)

Once upon a time, there was a princess living in a wonderful castle located in Orange County. Her name was Madeline Louise King; she goes by Maddie for short.  She was smart, driven, beautiful, charming and confident. Every prince wanted to be with her. Every princess wanted to be her. She lived a luxurious life which she would never trade for the world.
On a beautiful, shining day, Madeline was brushing her wavy, golden locks while looking into the mirror in her glorious bedroom. She caught a glimpse of her gorgeous face and said to herself:
"You go, girl!"
After flipping her hair behind her shoulders, she heard the doorbell ring from downstairs. She put her brush on her dresser and left the room. She entered the hallway then down the endless case of stairs. She opened the door and gazed upon two women. They were of the same height, looking about the same age. One of them had skin of burnt sienna and curly raven hair. And the other one had peachy skin and curly, caramel-colored hair. Both were in black cloaks, hunching over and rarely revealing their faces.
"Greetings, young lady," said the dark-skinned girl in a feeble voice.
"Yes, greetings," said the peachy-skinned girl with the same tone in her voice.
"Um, we're new in the neighborhood and we're going door-to-door to hopefully make new friends."
"Yes, friends."
"We have also come with goodies."
The light-skinned lady lifted up the basket full of apples from the ground and showed it to Princess Madeline. "Fresh goodies from the freshest trees."
"Fresh. Will you kindly accept our offer and take this apple?" The dark-skinned one picked up a red apple from the basket.
"Uh, I don't know," Madeline crossed her arms. "How old are you two?"
"Uh, very old," answered the light-skinned girl.
"Yes, very," the dark-skinned one agreed.
"You guys don't look very old to me," said Madeline, shaking her head.
"We're, like, totes old!" said the light-skinned girl in what seemed to be her normal voice. She stood up straight, making the hood of her cloak fall down, revealing her youthful face.
Princess Madeline gasped. "Pamela! And Mauricia."
Mauricia took off her hood as well since she has been caught.
"What are you doing at my expensive castle?" Madeline asked. "I told you many times that your tomfoolery would never work."
"Eh, it was worth a try," said Pamela.
"Do you guys really have nothing going on in your lives that you have to come around and mess with me?"
"Listen, we deserve to be princesses as much as you do," said Mauricia, glaring at the princess.
"Well, too bad, Mauricia. Wicked witches can't be princesses. It's against the fairy tale law."
"Those laws are dumb," Pamela commented.
"And you don't think I'm not? Please, I totally knew who you were when you came here. And what's with the apple?"
"We thought it would get you to let us into your house," admitted Mauricia.
"Well, guess what?" Madeline snatched the apple out of Mauricia's hands. "I got your apple and you still ain't in. Come up with a better plan next time but no matter what, I'm butter and butter is always slippery. Write that in your diaries."
Madeline slapped the door in the witches' faces and walked back upstairs. The witches turned around and crept away. As they did, they glanced at each other then snickered, informed that their scheme was not over.