So yeah, if you look at my profile, I answered the random question, and they didn't give me enough room to answer it, so I thought I'd put it here. Anyway... to the story...
Once upon a time, a handsome prince was turned into a frog by an evil witch. Since frogs don't have hair, the prince lost all his hair when he turned into the frog. He was so conscious about it, and knew he couldn't get a princess to kiss him without his hair, that he went to the frog elder and asked for a wig.
The frog elder first made him do a quest to get his wig. He had to travel to the witch's warehouse to get the secret ingredient that made her turn princes into frogs. He was really scared of that witch, but he needed his wig to get a princess to kiss him, so he set off.
(to make a long story short) He got to the witch's warehouse and started to look for the special ingredient, and as he was doing so, he found the witch's journal. The witch has a journal you may ask? Well, that is what the bald frog thought too, so he started to read.
The witch was once a beautiful princess. She was kicked out of her kingdom by an evil sorceress who envied her beauty. She was exiled to the forest where she dwells now on the eve of her wedding night to a handsome prince. She has been pining after him ever since, and since she couldn't have her handsome prince, she found out how to turn them into frogs so no one else could have a handsome prince. She also never got out of the habit of writing in her journal, and that is why she has one.
Thankfully the prince read her journal, because it is the only place where she keeps the knowledge of where she keeps the secret ingredient. He read that and found out where to go to get the secret ingredient. In the witch's room. She had been sleeping since he arrived at her warehouse, and he now had to sneak into her room while she was asleep and get the secret ingredient.
He hopped into her room and was shocked to see it decorated as a princess' room. Why would an evil witch sleep in such a beautiful room? He saw the witch laying in her bed and a little shiver ran down his little spine. He remembered his much needed wig, and hopped to the hiding place for the secret ingredient. In the witch's nightstand. He got to the nightstand, and slid open the drawer as slowly as he could with his mouth, then the witch stirred... the bald frog froze. Was the witch waking?
You'll have to wait for that question to be answered...
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Is that your picture on your profile? Did you get your hair cut? How many?
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