Keapunzel
Once upon a time, long, long ago there was a prince called Etienne. He was an overly handome prince and therefore called Etienne the Beautiful. Prince Etienne, like most princes, was the son of an evil queen that ruled a big part of the magic kingdom. The queen did have a magic mirror with which she liked to observe the deeds of her beloved, beautiful son. His deeds, however, weren't as great as his looks. Too often the queen had to watch how the prince spend nighttime with his equally handsome cousin Cedricella at night clubs, pubs and brothels. Her sonsÄs unhealthy lifestyle bothered her a lot. "I can't let him waste his precious youth like this!" she thought, watching her son drinking champange with three volupzuous ladies. "I've got to get him married!" And the queen laughed coldy, as she was used to, being an evil queen. This way, the prince had been told to attentd his mother's room the next morning. Still a bit drunk from yesterday night's party, Etienne slowly walked up to his mother. "My dearly beloved son," the Queen said, "It's time for youb to become a real man an find a pretty girl to make your own. Therefore, you shall go into the darkest forest of our country, where you will find a high tower with no doors but a single window almost at its top. People say an astonishinglly beutiful maiden would live there, called Keapunzel. Since nineteen years sheÄs waiting for a brave youth to save her. I want you to rescue and bring her here. Until then, you shall not dare to return." With this words, prince Etienne git kicked out of his castle, acompanied only by his loyal horse Velicitas and a few bottles of good rum.
After quite a long and bothersome journey, they funally reached the dark forest the evil queen had been talking of. Parking Velicitas near a river, prince Etienne entered the dark, mighty forest following a terribly uncomfortable path. He could barely see anything, so it wasn't too surprising as he buped against something real hard. Before the beautiful, drunken prince could realize that the thing he had bumped against was the tower he'd been searching for, another hard object hit his royal head. Taken aback, Etienne recognized it as a scarlet, astonishinglly long braid. "Climb up my hair!" a voice exclaimed, seemingly from the top of the tower. Etieene, never known for good common sense, obeyed at once. And he wasnÄt disappointed in hid deed as he reached the top. Inside the hight tower, right before his eyes, there stood an overly pretty girl looking at him with the most indiffrent manner possible.
"I am Keapunzel," she said with a surprisinglly deep voice "Shortly after my birth I've been locked there by the evil witcher Spinel and have never seen the world outside. You sure are the brave, noble knight to rescue my finally."
Etienne, touched by the maidens sad story, nodded heavilly. He had already fallen in love with the mysterious Keapunzel and was earger to make her his wife. "My name is Etienne, for I am your savior!" he exlaimed, falling on his knees before his future wife. "I will take you away as soon as morning rises, but now, let's celebrate the honourable day of our meeting!" And with this words he took out the few bottle of good rum he had taken with him. Keapunzel's eyes widened in delight at such an offer and they celebrated till deep into the night. In their then drunken state the made love to each other and if happened to be the best night in the prince's highly adeventorous life.
As the next morning rose, there was a big surprise for the prince to discover. "You're a guy," he blacly said, studying his new loverÄs body. Yesterday night it had been much too dark and he had been much too drunk to to notice this fact. "YouÄre a guy..." he repeated "I donÄt care for such insignificant deatils. Let's get ready to leave." Such words deeply touched Keapunzel, who had made love to many other princes who had climbed up his braid before Etienne. But still, neither of them were eager to marry him the next morning, after they had found out his real sex. In Etienne he now saw them man of his dreams and showed his affection towards him with an astonishingly long lasting french kiss. Soon after that, as they were thinking how both of them could escape the tower, a childish voice suddenly cried from the outside. "Keapuzel, Keapunzel, let dow xour hair!" Keapunzel, slightly surprised, hurried to hide his lover inside the big wardrobe. "It's the evil witcher Spinel," he explained, "He will turn you to stone by the moment he sees you." with this words he closed the wardrobe door to save his beloved Etienne from the evil witcher Spinel and threw his long braid out the window to help the witcher up. Spinel had quicklly climbed up Keapunzel's hair
and surveyed the room idly. The witcher appeared to be a young looking boy with red hair and fierce green eyes and was clad in a black hood. At all, he looked terribly bratty. Suddenly, his eyes became round and big and he waled round the furniture as if he was looking for something. "Keapunzel?" he asked in his high boy's voice., "Keapunzel, is this french colonge I smell? Has again one of this princes climbed up your hair?" Keapunzel, with his usuall, indiffrent expression stepped closer to the wardrobe, but too late. Spinel had already oppened the door and was looking at the beautiful prince. "There trully is one in there! And itÄs quite a handsome one!" he exlaimed, angrilly staring at Etienne. "How could you, Keapunzel? I thought we loved each other!" he cried with tears in his eyes. "I will turn him to bread right away!"
Spinel the took out his magic book and spoke his spell. A bluish fire ball shot at Etienne but never hit him. The prince had closed the wardrobeÄs door where a mirror was placed. This wy, the spell got reflecte and thrown back at t5he evil witcher who turne to bread immediatelly. At this, Keapunzel hurried to the prince and kissed him in all his thankfullness. Etienne, after finfing a pair of sissors, cut Keapunzels braid and they made a rope out of it with which they escaped. Velicitals brought them to the evil queens castle then and they became the first gay couple and history and lived happily ever after.
The End
After quite a long and bothersome journey, they funally reached the dark forest the evil queen had been talking of. Parking Velicitas near a river, prince Etienne entered the dark, mighty forest following a terribly uncomfortable path. He could barely see anything, so it wasn't too surprising as he buped against something real hard. Before the beautiful, drunken prince could realize that the thing he had bumped against was the tower he'd been searching for, another hard object hit his royal head. Taken aback, Etienne recognized it as a scarlet, astonishinglly long braid. "Climb up my hair!" a voice exclaimed, seemingly from the top of the tower. Etieene, never known for good common sense, obeyed at once. And he wasnÄt disappointed in hid deed as he reached the top. Inside the hight tower, right before his eyes, there stood an overly pretty girl looking at him with the most indiffrent manner possible.
"I am Keapunzel," she said with a surprisinglly deep voice "Shortly after my birth I've been locked there by the evil witcher Spinel and have never seen the world outside. You sure are the brave, noble knight to rescue my finally."
Etienne, touched by the maidens sad story, nodded heavilly. He had already fallen in love with the mysterious Keapunzel and was earger to make her his wife. "My name is Etienne, for I am your savior!" he exlaimed, falling on his knees before his future wife. "I will take you away as soon as morning rises, but now, let's celebrate the honourable day of our meeting!" And with this words he took out the few bottle of good rum he had taken with him. Keapunzel's eyes widened in delight at such an offer and they celebrated till deep into the night. In their then drunken state the made love to each other and if happened to be the best night in the prince's highly adeventorous life.
As the next morning rose, there was a big surprise for the prince to discover. "You're a guy," he blacly said, studying his new loverÄs body. Yesterday night it had been much too dark and he had been much too drunk to to notice this fact. "YouÄre a guy..." he repeated "I donÄt care for such insignificant deatils. Let's get ready to leave." Such words deeply touched Keapunzel, who had made love to many other princes who had climbed up his braid before Etienne. But still, neither of them were eager to marry him the next morning, after they had found out his real sex. In Etienne he now saw them man of his dreams and showed his affection towards him with an astonishingly long lasting french kiss. Soon after that, as they were thinking how both of them could escape the tower, a childish voice suddenly cried from the outside. "Keapuzel, Keapunzel, let dow xour hair!" Keapunzel, slightly surprised, hurried to hide his lover inside the big wardrobe. "It's the evil witcher Spinel," he explained, "He will turn you to stone by the moment he sees you." with this words he closed the wardrobe door to save his beloved Etienne from the evil witcher Spinel and threw his long braid out the window to help the witcher up. Spinel had quicklly climbed up Keapunzel's hair
and surveyed the room idly. The witcher appeared to be a young looking boy with red hair and fierce green eyes and was clad in a black hood. At all, he looked terribly bratty. Suddenly, his eyes became round and big and he waled round the furniture as if he was looking for something. "Keapunzel?" he asked in his high boy's voice., "Keapunzel, is this french colonge I smell? Has again one of this princes climbed up your hair?" Keapunzel, with his usuall, indiffrent expression stepped closer to the wardrobe, but too late. Spinel had already oppened the door and was looking at the beautiful prince. "There trully is one in there! And itÄs quite a handsome one!" he exlaimed, angrilly staring at Etienne. "How could you, Keapunzel? I thought we loved each other!" he cried with tears in his eyes. "I will turn him to bread right away!"
Spinel the took out his magic book and spoke his spell. A bluish fire ball shot at Etienne but never hit him. The prince had closed the wardrobeÄs door where a mirror was placed. This wy, the spell got reflecte and thrown back at t5he evil witcher who turne to bread immediatelly. At this, Keapunzel hurried to the prince and kissed him in all his thankfullness. Etienne, after finfing a pair of sissors, cut Keapunzels braid and they made a rope out of it with which they escaped. Velicitals brought them to the evil queens castle then and they became the first gay couple and history and lived happily ever after.
The End