I’ve finally mustered up the patience to get to writing this stupidly long story again. I can’t really decide what this so called ‘method’ is, seeing as no one really wants to suggest anything. So I shall just have a crap ending okay? Hope you love me as much as I love you all cuz this story is irritatingly long. .

...This seriously isn't worthy of the beginning that is the sheer definition of awesomenez.


Bella rephrased her triumphant conclusion. It wasn’t really getting Don to open the door. It was really FORCING the door open. She WAS Queen wasn’t she? She could just order the door to be broken down and NO ONE would even blink.

She flipped her phone open and started dialling.

Then she blinked. Why was she trusting such useless fools anyway? They would probably take one look at Don, their poor, precious princess and turn on her. She scowled. Well, she would outsmart them. Turn on her would they? HUH. She wouldn’t call them. She would do this by herself!

She stomped to the house’s door from where she standing a few metres away. Thumpety thump thump. She banged on the door, shaking a few leaves from the roof which fluttered down.

“DONNN!”
She shouted at the top of your lungs. “If you do not open the door, I shall ****ing MASSACRE the door.” And she was about to do that as just then, the door opened and Grumpy looked out. She looked particularly angry as she glared at Bella. She didn’t know that Bella was the Queen of Tuti, and probably didn’t really care.

“I was sent” Here, she spat out the word as if it were a fly which flew into her mouth, “here to tell you to SHUT THE HELL UP. Skinny can’t hear the Korean people sing and Sleepy can’t sleep. GO AWAY.”

Bella bristled. Or at least, she wanted to but she cowed under Grumpy’s gaze. She gave a lopsided grin.

“I-I’m sorry?”

Grumpy stared back.

“Yes. Now please go away!”

The door slammed shut. Bella stared at it. She never knew that Don had such a powerful protector. She would have to rethink the force tactic. Bella crinkled her face. Why was Don being so evil. All she wanted was to hug her. IT. WAS. JUST. A. HUG.

She sniffed. “Why does Don hate me???” And she sniffled again. Tears fell one by one from her eyes. And as her sight was obscured, she fell headfirst from a cliff and was never seen again (at least, not recognisably)

Don left the house in the forest with much congratulations and cheerings from its occupants. She reigned over Tuti for many blessed years and she finally retired from the throne after bearing isfjiwurfhurfhjjjaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhiufdhihj children. She lived a long, happy and successful life.
The End.