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Title: Sleeping Beauty
Length: (1/?)
Author: Li Youhan (Razra_Eizel)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: romance, parody, humor, fluff
Pairing: Yunjae
Summary: not wanting to miss out on another adventure, the DBSK members travel into the world of Sleeping Beauty... but was it Aurora or Talia?
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything
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I’m not dead yet!
I know I took so long to write this, but I really hope this piece is worth the wait :D I’ve done some research on the different versions of Sleeping Beauty, so hopefully this won’t be so false
I am aware that hana_cho had written a parody of Sleeping Beauty, but I have asked for her permission to write this :D
Oh, and please, I beg of you, if you have read and enjoyed this piece, please leave a comment because I’m a comment whore like that xD
I am currently working on a very long one-shot, so if I take long to update, do forgive me (and the reason why I haven’t updated “Life in Soul Society” is simply because I’m too lazy to make the .rtf format of the whole story xD)
Also, I wrote a post on children. If you have time, be sure to check them out HERE
Birth of the Sleeping Beauty
Junsu was standing in front of an oak cupboard, brand new and still smelling of wood polish. His hand was clutching a red cloth that was covering the cupboard while the other end of the cloth was held by Yoochun.
Changmin was watching from the sidelines, palming his own face while the two were beaming in pride, and Yunho and Jaejoong were looking at the three in confusion.
“So, for the purpose of safekeeping, we have bought this cupboard for you guys,” Junsu announced proudly, acting like a magician who was about to show his trick. “Ta-da~!”
The two pulled the cover down at the same time, and revealed a huge shelf at the top with glass window. Inside, were the glass shoe and sparkling white rose.
“We have decided to keep everything we got from the fairy tale realm here,” Yoochun said, waving his hand up and down. “And we’ll add one more to our collection, very soon.”
“And what if I refuse to?” Jaejoong asked, frowning.
“No. It had to be you who read it, and it had to be the five of us. We’ve tried not having all of us, and also we all each tried narrating the stories, but nothing happened.” Junsu shook his head in disappointment. “Then again, you don’t want to disappoint your lovely dongsaeng, do you?”
“Actually, yes I do-“
“No you don’t! And now let’s go read another story!” Junsu cheered as he dragged Jaejoong, assisted by Yoochun, and threw a storybook onto his lap. “Tonight we’ll be traveling to the world of Sleeping Beauty. You should be thankful that your role only includes sleeping.”
“Is that supposed to help?” Jaejoong raised an eyebrow at him.
“Of course! Now stop complaining and start the story!”
“Alright, alright. Let me start the story.” Jaejoong sighed in defeat and opened the storybook. “Once upon a time, in a far, far away kingdom... hey, do all fairy tales start this way?”
“Do continue please!”
“Oh, okay, okay, no need to shout. So, once upon a time, in a far, far away kingdom, lived a king and a queen, who had just given birth to a small baby. They invited fairies from all over the kingdom to celebrate, but they forgot to invite one fairy.”
“Aish, when is the name mentioned?”
“Be patient.”
“Oh, I forgot to read the introduction line. My bad. Erhm, the queen had just given birth to a small baby. She was named-“
“Ah, there we go,” Junsu said excitedly as he clapped his hands, wondering who would get sucked in first. It turned out to be him, along with Yoochun and Changmin.
The next to be sucked in was Jaejoong, and lastly Yunho.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
The throne room was filled with guests, both humans and fairies. Kings, queens, princes and princesses from other kingdoms gather, as well as fairies from all over the kingdom. They were there to celebrate the birth of a baby, who was considered as a miracle because the queen had not been able to conceive for the past ten years.
Junsu, Yoochun, and Changmin were among the invited fairies, and it was their turn to bless the child with gifts.
“I will give him eternal beauty that would make him be loved by anything at all,” Junsu said as he waved his wand.
“Isn’t it supposed to be a baby girl?” the king asked.
“Well, yeah, but look,” Junsu said simply as he pulled the cover off the baby and pointed at his lower part. “That’s a boy you have there.”
“Oh, okay, please put the cover back on.”
“Sure thing. Won’t want him to catch a cold.”
“Moving on, I will give him a beautiful voice that would attract anything to him,” Yoochun said and swung his wand.
Then they were all looking expectantly at Changmin, who had yet to give his gift.
“What? I’m waiting for the evil fairy, okay? Who else would be able to reverse her spell if I give him my gift now?”
“Whatever.”
They waited for another ten minutes, before a maniacal laughter was heard throughout the throne room.
“Ohohoho~! I’m sorry for being late,” the evil fairy said as she looked at her Gucci watch. “Hm, don’t ask me where I get this. Anyway, even though I’m invited, I still have to curse him, or the story won’t exist.”
“I like your logic,” Changmin said as he nodded approvingly.
“So! He will live happily up to the age of eighteen, when he would die when his finger gets pricked by a... a... a flax needle!”
“A flax needle???”
“Yah, what’s wrong with that!?” the fairy protested. “Anyway, I’ve done my job here. See you around!” and with that, she was gone with a green puff of smoke.
“Great, now it’s finally time to show off my competency,” Changmin said as he grinned from ear to ear while walking towards the little baby’s crib.
“Che, he always gets the good part,” Junsu complained from the sidelines.
“On your eighteenth birthday, you will get pricked by a whatever needle, but instead of dying, you will simply put to slumber for three days,” Changmin said as he waved his wand.
“Isn’t it supposed to be a hundred years?”
“Are you sure you want to wait that long?”
“But don’t fairy tales have time-skipping features? It’s not like we’re going to wait eighteen years until he grows up.”
“Good point, but still, this shows my competency even more.”
“Then why three?”
“Because he likes three?”
“Whatever...”
And the Curse with It