Valentines Week

“Valentines Week is celebrated every year in Corona with a festive gesture as it indicates the day couples share their love; with many caught kissing in the moonlight- YIEEEEE” shrieked Rapunzel banging ‘The Festivals in Corona’ book with a bang.

“I thought floating lanterns was a romantic kissing spot?” asked Eugene teasingly as he admired himself in the mirror.

“Of course it is” replied Rapunzel walking over to him and kissing his cheek. “By the way, nice goatee” Rapunzel continued before jumping on her bed. “Thanks, Sunshine,” said Eugene, fondly tugging at his goatee.

“Another festival in Corona, that too with moonlight kissing and a lovesick Fitzherbert! What could be worse?!” exclaimed Cassandra, as she entered Rapunzel’s room and dumped the laundry basket in her hands on the floor.

“Oh come on Cass, Imagine it this way; a tall, handsome guy holding your waist and leaning to kiss you-” started Rapunzel but was immediately butted by Eugene.

“A tall, handsome guy..... kissing Cassandra!? Boy, that’s even rarer than a blue moon” snorted Eugene

“I have to admit, Fitzher-jerk...” begin Cassandra.

“Fitzher-BERT” corrected Eugene as he gelled his hair.

“I can call you whatever I want and anyways you are a jerk in every possible way” snapped Cassandra, “As I was saying Raps, the jerk standing with us is right, for once, there is no way I’d be having a person kissing me” she continued as she folded the clothes.

“Maybe it’ll be different this time Pascal, maybe Cass will find her true love,” Rapunzel told the green lizard on her shoulder, as she drew a mysterious man handing Cassandra a rose on her journal.

“Maybe just maybe” she muttered to herself as she closed her journal.

Later That Night...

’The hot air balloon floated towards the waterfall; the moonlight making it ever so romantic. Cassandra and Andrew just stood there staring at each other's eyes as Andrew gently rubbed Cassandra’s cheek, just when they were about to share their first kiss, the balloon landed with a jerk giving Cassandra time to jump out and get away from the beautiful moment. “We really should put our names in the book,” said Cassandra to Andrew. “What!? won’t the book be taken away now?” asked Anthony started. But Cassandra just stood there and smirked.

“Advantages of being the Captain of the Guards daughter” she exclaimed as she opened the room containing the priceless book. “I soo love you” replied Andrew, grinning from ear to ear. “You write our names down,” he told Cassandra handing her the quill. Just as Cassandra bends down to write, she sees Andrew’s shadow. He was raising his weapon ready to strike her, only this time it was a large hammer instead. She reached down to grab her small knife but the only problem was that there was none. Andrew smashed the hammer on her head, not once but three times. Her neck throbbed with pain but he continued doing it again and again and again....′

Cassandra woke up with a jump, gasping for breath. The pain in her neck must have been because she didn’t sleep properly. Why was she thinking about the leader of the Separatists, especially when he pretended to love her just to take over Corona? Her thoughts were interrupted but knocking on the door. ‘Rat-a-tap-tap’ it was quite jolly, and before the person could say a word, Cassandra already knew who it was.

“Cassandra, Cass wakey - wakey” chimed Rapunzel, knocking on the door again.

“Aaargh” growled Cassandra, covering her ears with her pillow.

“Cass, wake UP” chimed Rapunzel, not that Cassandra expected her to give up.

“I’m coming, I’m coming” mumbled Cassandra, getting off the bed. She stood up only to hear a small crunch beneath her, It felt soft and crunchy kind of. Had owl left his snack on the floor by any chance? wondered Cassandra as she took another step and the same crunch arrived, Alarmed she looked around her, only to be greeted by the sight of her bedroom floor covered with red, fresh roses.

“Aaah, ooh, Aaaahh!!” chanted Cassandra, pacing around the room as though the floor was lava. Cassandra jumped on top of her bedside cabinet as Rapunzel’s wake-up calls kept ringing through the room. ‘Was this a part of the nightmare’ Cassandra wondered as she took a step back, as though she wanted to get far away from the nightmare as possible only to fall backward on the floor.

Rapunzel heard a crash coming from Cassandra’s room. “Do you think she’s okay?” Rapunzel asked Pascal alarmed. “Cass, CASS OPEN UP!” Rapunzel yelled banging on the door. Suddenly the door creaked open.

“Oh Cass, you don’t how worried I was. I’ve been up since 4- OH MY GOD CASS!” shrieked Rapunzel, staring at her friend with horror as Pascal jumped behind her. Cassandra was covered from head to toe with roses. “Cass d-do you want me to brush that out f-for you?” asked Rapunzel pointing at Cassandra’s hair which had roses poking out in all directions.

“Nope I just need Shorty’s goat, Thanks”