Hey, maybe her dad could have joined the Dark Tribe. Just a thought. It's your choice.

Imagine it: "Aquamarine; I am your father..."  

I've never liked fancy parties, but today there is one that I must attend. I have to go to the Five Kingdoms Ball For All. I would much rather stay home and draw, but Cecellia (my 17 year old sister) says that this is a once in a life time opportunity and I'll love it. I completely disagree, but Cecellia is in charge, since Mom is off searching for the a Dark Tribe. She says I must look absolutely perfect, which sadly means that I have to wear a dress. I loathe dresses. I've only worn them twice in my life and I hate them. Mostly because they remind me of Dad. The last time I wore a dress was his- his funeral. 

Well, obviously I don't own anything dressy, so I guess my morning will have to be spent at the dressmaker's. "I might as well get this over with," I think.   So I head down the street. After walking two blocks, I arrive at the shop. When I enter, a set of silver chimes starts ringing and the dressmaker looks up.    "Ah, hello, Cecellia's sister......What's your name again?" he says.                                      

"Alexys," I tell him.                                                                                                                

"Oh yes, Alexys," he says. "I remember you now. You used to come in with your sister and mother all the time. How are they doing? Can I interest you in anything?"                                      

"They're doing great." (I'm partly lying. How should I know how mom's doing?) "And I need a dress for a party, but I don't want anything too, too fancy."                                                              

"I'm sure I have something that you'll like. How about you find the cloth that you want, and then we look at some designs," he suggests.

So I look through endless bolts of fabric in every size, color, and pattern. I want something in either red or orange, to represent the fire kingdom. After about 45 minutes of looking through fabrics, I decide on some beautiful red velvet colored fabric that is soft enough to make a comfortable dress, and some gold lace for the collar, the ends of the sleeves, and the sash. I find the dressmaker sorting through a pile of different types of lace and tell him that I have made my choice. We look at designs for several minutes, until I see a dress that is perfect for me. It is pretty, but not some big, poofy, supposedly fashionable dress. It is a simple design with long sleeves, a long skirt that isn't too big, and 3 small, shiny, black buttons down the back. I know instantly that I want it, so I tell the man and he says that it will be ready by noon. I'm suddenly very happy and I sing all the way home which I very rarely do. That earns me a few wierd looks from Cecellia, but then she smiles, and I know she likes it and is happy too.

Rebecca~

"Oh... I'm Elysa of the Air Kingdom," the dog-saving girl replies.

"I'm Aquamarine. From the Magic Kingdom," the other girl says.

Someone else steps out from the shadows. "Alexys. From right here."

"Oh, right, I know you," I say. "I've seen you around.

"Now, back down to buisness. Would you like to be judges in a contest?"
"A contest?" Aquamarine repeats.

"Yep! Just a friendly little contest. A show of powers," I reply. "Oh, and I forgot. I'm Rebecca, but you can call me Magma." 

Alexys~

Um, sure I guess, but I don't know about the others," I say.

A few minutes later, Aqua says, "I guess I'll do it too."

Then Elysa said, "OK, I guess that might be fun."

"All righty then, let the contest begin," said Rebecca.

And with that a handful of sparks leaped from her hand. 

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Sorry that that was so short, I didn't know what to write about. I think one of the princesses should talk about the contest but the commoners can judge it.

Who's your charrie again? I don't feel like looking for it.