Royal Engagement Chp. 3 by Cartuneslover16, literature
Literature
Royal Engagement Chp. 3
In one part of the castle, Fergy and the others were making themselves feel right at home in a special room for guests. Paulie and Les were enjoying some refreshments from a mini fridge. Ella and the Twingersnaps were playing some games on a giant screen TV. And Franklin and Hudson were resting and relaxing on king-sized beds.
But Fergy was just looking out the window in despair. Even if the view was quite nice from up here, he found no amusement in it. He was still heart-broken that the girl he had become smitten with has been put into a royal engagement.
"Oh, Roariella," Fergy moaned to himself, shaking his head in despair
Royal Engagement Chp. 2 by Cartuneslover16, literature
Literature
Royal Engagement Chp. 2
Outside the castle, King Roario stood in front of a carriage that held Roariella and her guardians.
"Please watch out for her," King Roario said.
"We promise," Fergy said as he and his friends made themselves comfortable sitting inside.
"I just don't want my little Roariella to get hurt and-"
"Father!" Roariella snapped. "You're embarrassing me!"
"Anyway," the King said, "be careful on your way. I will see you in three days."
"Good-bye, father," the Princess waved farewell as the carriage proceeded forward until it disappeared in sight.
Out on the trail, everyone was amazed by the kingdom part of
Royal Engagement
Another day on Pinata Island and pinatas such as Fergy Fudgehog and his friends were enjoying a nice bathe in the sun. Fergy, however, was building a sand castle.
"What do you think, guys?" Fergy asked as soon as he finished his masterpiece.
The others looked down at his work. It was a miniature size of a castle.
"Looks great," Paulie said.
"Reminds me of the time we were all visited by King Roario," Hudson said.
"Oh, don't remind us," Tina groaned.
"Ella nearly trampled on us," Teddington added.
"Why did I trample on you?" Ella asked.
"Because your butt was on fire," Fe
As today and tomorrow went by, it was now afternoon when Hudson's party came into action. Bright lights shone on the wagon of a house of Hudson's as pinatas walked over the rich, bright red carpet toward the pinata celebrity's mansion of a house. Inside, pinatas dance to funky music played by Pierre Parrybo and his D.J., enjoyed gourmet food made by the finest(and most expensive) chefs on the island, and talked to the famous Horstahcio himself, Hudson, about how great he is and about his famous book being published and all.
"Now arriving, " Simone Cinnamonkey said to the room full of pinatas as she stood by the doorway of Hudson's
Soon, Paulie and Chesca were at Bartholemu's house. Chesca knocked on the door.
"Hey, Bartholmeu!" Paulie hollered. "It's us, Chesca and Paulie."
The door opened a crack, and there revealed only Bartholemu's eye and part of his face.
"Oh, hello," he greeted quietly. "I didn't you to come here."
Chesca and Paulie looked at each other; they seemed nervous.
"Well..." Paulie began.
"May we come in?" Chesca asked.
Bartholmeu looked at them at first, then he let the door fully open.
"Of course, come in," he said, motioning for them to enter.
Chesca and Paulie walked in as Bartholmeu closed
All the pinatas applauded as Chesca took a bow. Paulie, having watched the rest of Chesca's performance from behind the curtain, ran from his hiding place and stood next to Chesca. He bowed, getting half the credit. Chesca held his hand and they both bowed one last time. She pointed down at where Kitten and Bartholmeu were. Paulie scanned the crowd of cheering pinatas until he found them. and his eyes widened at what he saw.
They were holding hands.
The night became late as everyone cleared off to go home. Tonight was a night no one will forget.
Especailly Kitten and Bartholemu.
Bartholemu walked beside Kitten as
A beautiful morning grew upon the colorful place of Pinata Island. Pinatas were everywhere enjoying a nice exercise, chatting with friends, holding a nice picnic at Pinata Central Park...getting an early start for Store Street's special sale. And Chesca Chocguar definitely had an early start. And she was looking fabulous for it.
She walked down the streets of Store Street, smiling as the sun kissed her paper mache cheeks, giving her warmth. She was dressed in a beautiful green dress, decked with a black summer hat and jet blue pearls. She had over her hand a basket(in Pinata Island, that's considered a handbag). And as always, she w