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  1. Princess castle cake?

    I recently bought a castle cake mold similar to this one (see website): http://www.kitchenetc.com/p-453508--_Nonstick-Castle-Bundt-Pan-10-c.aspx How do I decorate it into a Princess castle without loosing the details? Is there a trick to it? Is there a special icing/product that I can get? I see the manufacturer's example, but it's a little sparse and I wanted to make it a little more "princess-y" for a 5yr old's birthday.

  2. should I use fondant or buttercream for a princess castle cake?

    I have never used fondant before and would have to order it online because of where I live. I have made frosting before but just plain old frosting not butter cream. Have been searching online about princess castle cakes and found a few but some used fondant some used butter cream. I am going to attempt to make a cake larger then I have ever before feeding 20 plus. so does anyone have suggestions as to which is best? fondant or butter cream? Also if anyone has knowledge from doing princess castle cakes I could really use your input. I have been to coolest homemade cakes website already that is why I am SO confused now. its for a bunch of 4+ year olds.

  3. Castle pillars for princess cake?

    I am making a princess cake for my daughter but dont wanna use swiss rolls again for the towers!!! I would like to just use some plastic tubes that are designed for this purpose, does anyone know if these are available if possible with the castle part on the top of each?

  4. were can u buy disney princess castle cakes?

    i seen a disney princess cake and i was wondering were to buy one

  5. How long before the party should I bake the cake?

    My daughter is having a party on Saturday and I am making her a princess castle cake and I was wondering if the cake would still be good if I baked it on Friday evening and kept it in the freezer (or fridge?) , then decorated it on Saturday morning. The party is at 11am and cake will probably be served by 12pm. Thank you!

  6. where can i buy the disney princess decorating cake kit?

    i want to go to a store if possible id rather not buy online i need it too soon... please help.. its a castle cake with all the accessories like windows pictures ect. ok i called all these places u mentioned none have it!!!!!

  7. Were do they make castle cakes?

    I am looking for a Disney Princesses Castle cake. They need to make it around San Jose, Ca. Please help!!!!!!!!

  8. My daughter will be turning 1 on June 15th and Im planning a big party for her first bday?

    I cant seem to make my mind up on whether I would like a nicely designed 3 tear rolled fondant cake or a princess castle cake? Anyone have any suggestions?

  9. Does anyone have any tips about carving a cake into what u want? What is a crumb coat?

    My daughter's First Birthday is Thursday, but party is Saturday...I am wanting to make her a Princess Castle Cake myself, but have never really carved cakes before and I don't want to mess up...Any advice anyone can give me will help soooooooooo much! Thank you in advance! Thank you so much to everyone!!! I think I am just going to dive in an pray, lol...I am going to have plenty of extra cake mix incase I have to redo a few times, lol... Again, thank you to everyone who answered....

  10. Anybody know where to find a cake topper for a knight / medieval birthday cake?

    My son wants to have a knight birthday party, but I can't find any cake decorations that will work. Does anybody know a website where I can find anything like this? Dragons, knights, etc. Even a castle that's for a boy would do. I can find lots of princess / pink castles but nothing that looks right for a boys birthday party. Thanks for the help!

  11. holding a grudge over a fondant cake?

    I just got back from my honeymoon and im terribly upset at my mothers choice for my wedding cake. It was a gift from her because she wanted a role in the wedding since my husbands family was paying for everything else. Have you guys seen a fondant cake? It looked like it was made of play dough!!! I couldn't hide my anger after i saw it. It wasn't a typical tier cake design..it was modeled after a princess castle. It just wasn't simple at all and it looked a mess. I didn't like the fondant taste...and most of my guests just pulled off the fondant to get to the actual cake bit. We never once ate a fondant cake so i don't know her reason for getting it. I know i should be appreciative and i probably sound like a brat, but FONDANT?! Does anyone else hate it? The whole cake looked like a spray painted mess and i don't want to include it in my wedding album.

  12. how much would you pay for a birthday cake?

    Not an ordinary sheet cake from the supermarket with a greeting and a few roses, but a home-made cake, with whatever ever theme you would like. For example, I made a baby carriage on wheels; a round cake, with a 3-D snake eating a rat wrapped around the cake; a blues clues "Blue," a 3-D Princess castle, just to name a few lol! Thanks for the jokes, but I would love to have your serious answers, too. right, this is time consuming and very detailed work, so its very personal also, I hate to show my ignorance, but how much is that in $US? ouch loopy, seriously didn't mean to come off that way, just wanted to give an idea of what I've made before. I'm just now starting to get "hired" and haven't been paid for these so far (except two). Its just been basically for family.

  13. Pie vs. Cake.............?

    King Cakes' son, Prince Cupcake stole the Royal Custard from the Pie King to empress the Ice Cream Princess. In turn, the Pie King ordered his Strudel Army to infiltrade Cake Castle and steal the Golden Frosting. Infuriated, the Cake King launched an attack of the Pie Kingdom, sending in tens of thousands of jelly donut men. Afterward, jelly jiggled in the streets as many were slaughtered that day by the Pie King's army of 30,000 Strudels. What was worse, the Cake King got word that his son, the Cupcake Prince was decrowned of his cherry, defrosted and his soggy remains floating in a river. The next day at Mt. Pudding, the Cake King arrived with an army of 10,000 cheesecakes, 30,000 lit birthday cakes, 40,000 velvet cakes, 50,000 chocolate cakes and 800,000 6-decker wedding cakes. Their weapons of lit candles were ready. The Pie King was too ready, shining in his golden pie-tin armour with his army of 400,000 Poptarts, 14,000 Strudels and his son, Prince Tart by his side. Their weapons of razor-sharp pie-tins were ready. The battle stove timer rung and both sides raced at each other, the tensions were high... the outcomes were sure to be grim

  14. Pie or Cake.............?

    King Cakes' son, Prince Cupcake stole the Royal Custard from the Pie King to empress the Ice Cream Princess. In turn, the Pie King ordered his Strudel Army to infiltrade Cake Castle and steal the Golden Frosting. Infuriated, the Cake King launched an attack of the Pie Kingdom, sending in tens of thousands of jelly donut men. Afterward, jelly jiggled in the streets as many were slaughtered that day by the Pie King's army of 30,000 Strudels. What was worse, the Cake King got word that his son, the Cupcake Prince was decrowned of his cherry, defrosted and his soggy remains floating in a river. The next day at Mt. Pudding, the Cake King arrived with an army of 10,000 cheesecakes, 30,000 lit birthday cakes, 40,000 velvet cakes, 50,000 chocolate cakes and 800,000 6-decker wedding cakes. Their weapons of lit candles were ready. The Pie King was too ready, shining in his golden pie-tin armour with his army of 400,000 Poptarts, 14,000 Strudels and his son, Prince Tart by his side. Their weapons of razor-sharp pie-tins were ready. The battle stove timer rung and both sides raced at each other, the tensions were high... the outcomes were sure to be grim... the Jolly Rancher buzzards are hovering for they know much filling and frosting will be shed and they will soon be feasting like kings. The two sides collide... who shall be victorious? Um, Urban Spaceman. I have a life... I cant write a lighthearted story? What the hell? Im BORED. You suck. >>

  15. Pie VS. Cake...........?

    King Cakes' son, Prince Cupcake stole the Royal Custard from the Pie King to empress the Ice Cream Princess. In turn, the Pie King ordered his Strudel Army to infiltrade Cake Castle and steal the Golden Frosting. Infuriated, the Cake King launched an attack of the Pie Kingdom, sending in tens of thousands of jelly donut men. Afterward, jelly jiggled in the streets as many were slaughtered that day by the Pie King's army of 30,000 Strudels. What was worse, the Cake King got word that his son, the Cupcake Prince was decrowned of his cherry, defrosted and his soggy remains floating in a river. The next day at Mt. Pudding, the Cake King arrived with an army of 10,000 cheesecakes, 30,000 lit birthday cakes, 40,000 velvet cakes, 50,000 chocolate cakes and 800,000 6-decker wedding cakes. Their weapons of lit candles were ready. The Pie King was too ready, shining in his golden pie-tin armour with his army of 400,000 Poptarts, 14,000 Strudels and his son, Prince Tart by his side. Their weapons of razor-sharp pie-tins were ready. The battle stove timer rung and both sides raced at each other, the tensions were high... the outcomes were sure to be grim

  16. What do you think of my Centerpieces??

    I know..I know... if I love them then who cares right?!!? But I just wanted to get some feedback of what people might say if they walked into a "Princess" themed wedding and these were the centerpieces. A couple other "princess" additions at my wedding are horse and carriage, castle cake topper, princess gown, flowergirl's wearing princess dresses, and my color is Cinderella Blue. Thanks for any advice!! :) http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e61/diti37/centerpieces4.jpg http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e61/diti37/centerpieces3.jpg http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e61/diti37/centerpieces2.jpg http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e61/diti37/centerpieces1.jpg BTB- 8/2/08 Just a couple of extra details: My tables fit 8 people and are fairly big. The table clothes are going to be blue. And the candles are lights not open flame.Thanks everyone for you advice!!

  17. What do you think of when I say..?

    Dear Mario, Please come to the castle. I've baked a cake for you. Yours truly, Princess Toadstool ~Peach If you know what this is from, say it!

  18. Help remembering this movie?

    Its kind of old, and it's animated. All I remember is that some kid is in his room and the ceiling there are hanging blimp like things. Then some guy comes in a real size blimp thing, and I think the bed flies, but I don't remember x.x He met a princess, I think and ate cake or desert or something outside a castle. And he goes to etiquette classes but he hated them. There was a song about that. Sorry I can't remember anything important, but this has been driving me crazy for a while.

  19. I think I was misleading?

    Regarding disney princess party for daughter who wanted one although turning 12. Well it is actually a family party, no friends invited. Has younger female cousin invited. More tea party/dinner party. Combined princess and disney princess theme. Served chocolate covered strawberries , fruit salads and more mature menu. However cake was a castle. We did Bratz already. Actually we did a princess theme years ago just upgraded it this time.

  20. what words you call a person that is being mean and cruel, and inciditate?

    have a granddaughter who is not including any of her family to help and be in the wedding. She has 2 sisters 17 & 13, a brother 9. Told them flat out they were not going to be in HER wedding. I as her grandmother/grandfather offer to pay for the cake. She told her mother, not me that she wanted to pick out her cake. She got engaged at Disney World in front of the castle. So I have started buy items with the Disney Princess wedding theme. She told her mother that she did know feel bad if she did not like whate I bought. So far I have spent over $800 on nice Disney castle items. She has really hurt my feeling and that of her own family

  21. What would you do with your anime crushes?

    I would ice skate with Haku, walk my doggy with Kiba, take a hike with Neji, make a sand castle with Gaara, put on a puppet show with Kankuro, play princess pony with Itachi, eat candy with L, play checkers with Near, eat chocolate bars with Mellow, bake a cake with Sesshomaru, play basketball with Ichigo and eat apples with Ryuk. OK, whoever has the most... WINS! ^^ Oh and I forgot to add, get more Yahoo Answer points than Byakuya!

  22. What do you think of my story?

    I am going to tell you the summary, then, if your interested, read the first chapter. If not, just leave. I don't mind. Just tell me at the bottom. Thank you. :) An average teenager named May moves from New York City to Tennessee, because her parents divorced and after that her father left, and her big brother went to the Navy, so the mother can't pay rent. So they move FAA-AAR away, and May is trying to get through living on a farm. To make things worse, her mother promised a good friend she would take care of her teenage daughter for a while until she got back from a vacation. She acts very strange. Then May finds out she is from Germany, and was supposed to be named princess, but she wanted to be a normal american girl. But when her castle gets taken over, she goes back. Sneakily, May follows. Then they are both in trouble. ~1~ I hummed a cheerful tune as I carried in the groceries. I didn't know why I was so happy. I was still steamed with my mom for taking me from my home in New York to live on a stinky farm. I tried to act my best, but I wasn't a very good liar. "Hey, May." My mother called from her bedroom. "Hi." I snapped, trying to sound grumpy. "What did you buy?" She asked, coming into the kitchen. I shut the door with my foot. "Everything that was on the list." I replied, simply. "Oh." Was all my mother said. Then there was an awkward silence. "I also bought two gallons of milk." I piped up. My mother frowned at me. "What?" I asked, softly. "We can get our own milk from the cows." She growled. "It's gross!" I protested. She rolled her eyes. "Put the food away." She snapped. I could tell she wasn't lying. I obeyed. After that, I was completely out of things to do. I finished packing my things, but there was still a lot of time left until the party. All the neighbors are coming to a party my mom convinced me to host, so I could make new friends. I tried playing with some string, but that was totally boring. Then I tried E-mailing my dad, but my Laptop was dead. I even tried calling my old best friend in New York, Vanessa, but no one answered. "May." My mom called, after an hour of watching reruns of some random shows. "Yes,mom?" I called, annoyingly from the couch. "Time to come cook for the party!" She cheered. I jumped up, and started sprinting for the kitchen. I stopped when I saw my mom standing there. She had put her hair up, and was wearing overalls. "You should put your hair up, too." She said, noticing my stares. I put up my thick brown hair in a bun, and we began cooking. First we made a cake, which we gradually set up on the table. Then, we made cookies, which were chocolate chip, my favorite. After that, we made pin wheels,chicken, and fancy tea. Finally, we made deviled eggs. Then the food process was done. "Time to decorate." I announced, washing my hands. We put streamers and balloons up, and moved some furniture for dancing. I had to lug my heavy radio into the living room, and then we finally sat down on the couch. "Thanks for helping me." My mother breathed. All I could do was smile. ******* That's all I have so far.:)

  23. How is the beginning of my story :)?

    (it's quite rough) “I’m going to make the most beautiful cake Edgar has ever seen,” I said happily, taking a hearty scoop of chocolaty batter from the bowl and slapping it into the pan. I had requested the cooks of the castle to ‘borrow’ the kitchen for a bit. “Don’t even bother, he’d probably stuff it down his horse’s throat” My stepsister, Morgan was sitting on top of a wooden countertop. I wished I hadn’t asked for her company. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I glared at her. We usually got along, but there was this ‘thing’ she had against Edgar. At first I used to think that she was just jealous. I always thought Morgan was that typical stepsister jealous of the typical princess getting married off to the typical prince of a typical distant kingdom. But Morgan just wasn’t that type and she had been proving it all throughout our shared childhood. She was intelligent and headstrong, always fighting for this or that. Plus over the years, I caught on the fact that she was clearly not interested in Edgar, and her dislike was natural. All her reasons always made me flinch but I put them aside because Edgar was my soon-to-be-husband, but even more than that, I truly loved him. “I can’t believe it doesn’t bother you, that he’s had about— She paused, counting quickly on her fingers. “Seven fiancés in the past, and mysteriously, none of them have seemed to work out for him. Ridiculous! The moron thinks a girl’s heart is some sort of board game,” She snorted. “Well—he was never in love—until now,” I protested quickly. “He was never in love because clearly all the love he can give goes to himself, the man probably smooches himself in the mirror every morning,” She crossed her arms hotly. “Oh, stop it, he’s so—chivalrous, and dreamy—and such a gentleman,” We were definitely not on the same train of thought. Only I couldn’t tell which one of us was being blind about the whole thing. “Chivalrous sweet talk about the future, dreamy words, and putting up an act of being polite and gentle in front of you, Seph, these aren’t the reasons why a girl should fall in love with a boy,” She was almost out the door. Thank goodness. It’s not like I was particularly paying attention. Her words came in through one ear and left out the other. She stopped walking; now she’d say something extraordinarily smart and I’d have to come up with something even better. That usually happened with me pondering about what she said all day, roaming through the gardens and when I thought I had come with an equally smart phrase to backfire with, I’d run to her room and say it to her. Then with a look of confusion, and then with a burst of laugh, she’d say, “Nice one, Seph, only you came up with it about ten years later.” But that day had been different, with a sigh, she had left. The cake had certainly not turned out to look anything like what our baker, Gabby might have prepared. But I had put so much heart into it and was clearly impressed, considering I had never cooked anything more than a bowl of porridge—which turned out to be quite horrible but was acceptable for a starving trip to the kitchen in the middle of the night. “Sephora, why, may I ask, have you dismissed the cooks? They’re all lounging in the grand hall, informing me that you’ve requested— It was my stepmother, poking her head through the kitchen door. I never had to question my father for marrying her. All the townspeople referred to her as the kingdom’s “Moonlight”. She was tall and graceful, with her jet black hair pulled back into an elegantly crafted bun, Morgan and I always kidded how that was her ‘signature look’. She had bright skin with a pearly glow, high cheek bones, and slightly shiny cheeks with a hint of color. “My, what in the—and you’ve made such a mess in here!” She gave the kitchen one, long sweeping look, and then at the lumpy excuse for a cake centered on the table. “It’s—it’s Edgar’s birthday tonight, so I thought I’d bake him…something…” I grimaced at that ‘something’ myself while I rubbed my hands on the oldest and filthiest gown I might have ever owned. She was right, it didn’t look all that appetizing, but hopefully the fact that I had made it with my own hands would cheer him up greatly. She rolled her eyes, “You could have requested Gabby to make it for you, why go through all this mess and trouble?” She said. Mess and trouble alright. My face was itching; I reached to my cheek and felt a cold slob of cream smeared onto it. “Relax,” I inhaled the aroma around me, at least it didn’t smell awful. On top of that, the batter had tasted so delicious that I had gladly licked the bowl clean, a childish habit that I caught from Gabby. “I want you cleaning this mess before you leave, the cooks already have plenty to do—as your father should be returning home shortly,” “I’ll be out in half an hour,” I assured her with a pleading look. It took me more time to get the mess cleared up than actually making it. T

  24. Is the beginning of my story good?

    I'm absolutely in love with authors such as Gail Carson Levine, author of Ella Enchanted. She inspired me to twist and turn fairy tales, so if you like those sorts of books, then please honestly tell me if you saw this type of book, would you continue reading it? Quick synopsis: There are fairy tales—and then there are “twisted” fairy tales. Mine is certainly one of them. First, I do have a stepsister, but she’s actually very kind to me, much like a real sister. If this hasn’t given you the chills yet—take this, the very same Prince Charming who’s supposed to sweep me off my feet—is the very villain of my story. (At least, I think so, anyways,) I have a stepmother who doesn’t want to halt my wedding—but rather speed up the process. Then there’s a strange mysterious smoke sweeping across the kingdoms and putting all the kings to sleep, and no one can figure out how or why. So, I’m taking the journey to Merlin because we have some serious business to take care of, and maybe along the way—just see how much more twisted this can get. “I’m going to make the most beautiful cake Edgar has ever seen,” I said happily, taking a hearty scoop of chocolaty batter from the bowl and slapping it into the pan. I had requested the cooks of the castle to ‘borrow’ the kitchen for a bit. “Don’t even bother,” My stepsister, Morgan was sitting on top of a wooden countertop. I wished I hadn’t asked for her company. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I glared at her, we usually got along, but there was this ‘thing’ she had against Edgar. At first I used to think that she was just jealous, the typical stepsister jealous of the typical princess getting married off to the typical prince of a typical distant kingdom. But Morgan just wasn’t that type, and she had been proving it all throughout our shared childhood. She was intelligent and headstrong, always fighting in the name of feminism. Plus over the years, I caught on the fact that she was clearly not interested and her dislike was natural, all her reasons always made me flinch but I put them aside because Edgar was my soon-to-be-husband. “I can’t believe it doesn’t bother you, that he’s had about— She paused, counting quickly on her fingers. “Seven fiancés in the past, and mysteriously, none of them have seemed to work out for him. Ridiculous! The moron thinks it’s some sort of game,” She snorted. “Well—he was never in love—until now,” I protested quickly. I didn’t know about him, but I was clearly smitten. “He was never in love because clearly all the love he can give goes to himself, the man probably smooches himself in the mirror every morning,” She crossed her arms hotly. “Oh, stop it, he’s so—chivalrous, and dreamy—and such a gentleman,” We were definitely not on the same train of thought. Only I couldn’t tell which one of us was being blind about the whole thing. “Chivalrous sweet talk about the future, dreamy words, and putting up an act of being polite and gentle in front of you, Seph, these aren’t the reasons why a girl should fall in love with a boy,” She was almost out the door. Thank goodness. It’s not like I was particularly paying attention anyways. Her words came in through one ear and left out the other. I was already working on the second layer of the cake. “I don’t know why I love him, alright? I just do,” I blurted before I could stop myself. I kneaded the dough with a little more force than required. Oh God. She stopped walking; now she’d say something extraordinarily smart and I’d have to come up with something even better. That usually happened with me pondering about what she said all day, roaming through the gardens, and when I thought I had come with an equally smart phrase to backfire with, I’d run to her room and say it to her. Then with a look of confusion, and then with a burst of laugh, she’d say, “Nice one, Seph, only you came up with it about ten years later,” But that day had been different, with a sigh, she left.

  25. How's the beginning of my fairy tale?

    I'm absolutely in love with authors such as Gail Carson Levine, author of Ella Enchanted. She inspired me to twist and turn fairy tales, so if you like those sorts of books, then please honestly tell me if you saw this type of book, would you continue reading it? Quick synopsis: There are fairy tales—and then there are “twisted” fairy tales. Mine is certainly one of them. First, I do have a stepsister, but she’s actually very kind to me, much like a real sister. If this hasn’t given you the chills yet—take this, the very same Prince Charming who’s supposed to sweep me off my feet—is the very villain of my story. (At least, I think so, anyways,) I have a stepmother who doesn’t want to halt my wedding—but rather speed up the process. Then there’s a strange mysterious smoke sweeping across the kingdoms and putting all the kings to sleep, and no one can figure out how or why. So, I’m taking the journey to Merlin because we have some serious business to take care of, and maybe along the way—just see how much more twisted this can get. “I’m going to make the most beautiful cake Edgar has ever seen,” I said happily, taking a hearty scoop of chocolaty batter from the bowl and slapping it into the pan. I had requested the cooks of the castle to ‘borrow’ the kitchen for a bit. “Don’t even bother,” My stepsister, Morgan was sitting on top of a wooden countertop. I wished I hadn’t asked for her company. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I glared at her, we usually got along, but there was this ‘thing’ she had against Edgar. At first I used to think that she was just jealous, the typical stepsister jealous of the typical princess getting married off to the typical prince of a typical distant kingdom. But Morgan just wasn’t that type, and she had been proving it all throughout our shared childhood. She was intelligent and headstrong, always fighting in the name of feminism. Plus over the years, I caught on the fact that she was clearly not interested and her dislike was natural, all her reasons always made me flinch but I put them aside because Edgar was my soon-to-be-husband. “I can’t believe it doesn’t bother you, that he’s had about— She paused, counting quickly on her fingers. “Seven fiancés in the past, and mysteriously, none of them have seemed to work out for him. Ridiculous! The moron thinks it’s some sort of game,” She snorted. “Well—he was never in love—until now,” I protested quickly. I didn’t know about him, but I was clearly smitten. “He was never in love because clearly all the love he can give goes to himself, the man probably smooches himself in the mirror every morning,” She crossed her arms hotly. “Oh, stop it, he’s so—chivalrous, and dreamy—and such a gentleman,” We were definitely not on the same train of thought. Only I couldn’t tell which one of us was being blind about the whole thing. “Chivalrous sweet talk about the future, dreamy words, and putting up an act of being polite and gentle in front of you, Seph, these aren’t the reasons why a girl should fall in love with a boy,” She was almost out the door. Thank goodness. It’s not like I was particularly paying attention anyways. Her words came in through one ear and left out the other. I was already working on the second layer of the cake. “I don’t know why I love him, alright? I just do,” I blurted before I could stop myself. I kneaded the dough with a little more force than required. Oh God. She stopped walking; now she’d say something extraordinarily smart and I’d have to come up with something even better. That usually happened with me pondering about what she said all day, roaming through the gardens, and when I thought I had come with an equally smart phrase to backfire with, I’d run to her room and say it to her. Then with a look of confusion, and then with a burst of laugh, she’d say, “Nice one, Seph, only you came up with it about ten years later,” But that day had been different, with a sigh, she left.

  26. How's the beginning of my story?

    I'm absolutely in love with authors such as Gail Carson Levine, author of Ella Enchanted. She inspired me to twist and turn fairy tales, so if you like those sorts of books, then please honestly tell me if you saw this type of book, would you continue reading it? Quick synopsis: There are fairy tales—and then there are “twisted” fairy tales. Mine is certainly one of them. First, I do have a stepsister, but she’s actually very kind to me, much like a real sister. If this hasn’t given you the chills yet—take this, the very same Prince Charming who’s supposed to sweep me off my feet—is the very villain of my story. (At least, I think so, anyways,) I have a stepmother who doesn’t want to halt my wedding—but rather speed up the process. Then there’s a strange mysterious smoke sweeping across the kingdoms and robbing people of their souls, and no one can figure out how or why. So, I’m taking the journey to Merlin because we have some serious business to take care of, and maybe along the way—just see how much more twisted this can get. “I’m going to make the most beautiful cake Edgar has ever seen,” I said happily, taking a hearty scoop of chocolaty batter from the bowl and slapping it into the pan. I had requested the cooks of the castle to ‘borrow’ the kitchen for a bit. “Don’t even bother,” My stepsister, Morgan was sitting on top of a wooden countertop. I wished I hadn’t asked for her company. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I glared at her, we usually got along, but there was this ‘thing’ she had against Edgar. At first I used to think that she was just jealous, the typical stepsister jealous of the typical princess getting married off to the typical prince of a typical distant kingdom. But Morgan just wasn’t that type, and she had been proving it all throughout our shared childhood. She was intelligent and headstrong, always fighting in the name of feminism. Plus over the years, I caught on the fact that she was clearly not interested and her dislike was natural, all her reasons always made me flinch but I put them aside because Edgar was my soon-to-be-husband. “I can’t believe it doesn’t bother you, that he’s had about— She paused, counting quickly on her fingers. “Seven fiancés in the past, and mysteriously, none of them have seemed to work out for him. Ridiculous! The moron thinks it’s some sort of game,” She snorted. “Well—he was never in love—until now,” I protested quickly. I didn’t know about him, but I was clearly smitten. “He was never in love because clearly all the love he can give goes to himself, the man probably smooches himself in the mirror every morning,” She crossed her arms hotly. “Oh, stop it, he’s so—chivalrous, and dreamy—and such a gentleman,” We were definitely not on the same train of thought. Only I couldn’t tell which one of us was being blind about the whole thing. “Chivalrous sweet talk about the future, dreamy words, and putting up an act of being polite and gentle in front of you, Seph, these aren’t the reasons why a girl should fall in love with a boy,” She was almost out the door. Thank goodness. It’s not like I was particularly paying attention anyways. Her words came in through one ear and left out the other. I was already working on the second layer of the cake. “I don’t know why I love him, alright? I just do,” I blurted before I could stop myself. I kneaded the dough with a little more force than required. Oh God. She stopped walking; now she’d say something extraordinarily smart and I’d have to come up with something even better. That usually happened with me pondering about what she said all day, roaming through the gardens, and when I thought I had come with an equally smart phrase to backfire with, I’d run to her room and say it to her. Then with a look of confusion, and then with a burst of laugh, she’d say, “Nice one, Seph, only you came up with it about ten years later,” But that day had been different, with a sigh, she left.

  27. omgggg!!!!!!!!!! idk what to do birthday problem!?

    okay well im supposed to have a party on saterday and like its my last little kid party so its like tinkerbell and disney princess basically its bright colorful colors and we were supposed to have a moonjump that looks like a castle and its usually hott all year around were i live and its gonna be cold on saterday so my parents say there not sure about the moon jump!!!!! we were supposed to barbeque, have cake,pinata,moonjump and some games and movies:( what would be plan b? what can make up for a moon jump?? 10 points to best answer moon jump is like a trampoline but like it looks like something in the outside and when you get in you jump in it and things like that the bottom is filled with air

  28. School Project help?? Fast!!?

    i need a "jingle" thats what my teacher calls it. i need a jingle for a project im doing about my book my book is just ella by margaret haddix it has to be about the book and basically the book is the more realistic version of cinderella it explains how she became a princess and how she doesnt really like prince charming i think? haah, and how she runs away to be with one of the castle workers anyways the jingle has to be like the subway song 5$ 5$ foot long or the baskin robins one its like something cake time you get my point? it has to be catchy and slightly rhyme so that i can say it with a beat. thankss for your help!