Her love and knight of a fortnight,
left to claim his throne in a kingdom forgotten.
A day she waited for his return,
he never came back nor call.
While worried sick and growing white,
came knocking the nemesis with news of begotten.
Dreadful lies left heart to burn,
yet, a desperado she stood tall:
Come what may and let hell condemn!
(Thus the end of my amateur rhyme.)
I don’t typically do this, I mean I’ve never done it before. Y’know, writing this whole extended scene that sort of works itself into the (anti-)fan fic category. (Read as anti-fan fic not anti fan-fic.) Anyway, here’s something silliness for y’all to read!
Frou Frou – Holding Out for a Hero
ACT I: At Mrs. Lovett’s Meat Pie Shop
Enters Edward Cullen with his hair in “casual disarray“, purportedly sexay but in fact resembles a bird’s nest after an egg beater swirled around for maximal effect.