Buttercup and the magic dancing shoes

Buttercup and the magic dancing shoes

A Story by Gene

Once apon a time in a magical place called Twinkle valley there was a fairy called Buttercup. She was pretty and clever. Buttercup was very exsited because very soon it would be the midnight ball. All the fairys were just as exsited as Buttercup. They were all buying lovley new ball gowns to dance in, Sparkly crowns and beatuful ballet shoes.The fairy who would have the most pretty outfit would be of course the fairy princess. Who was called Rainbow-dance. She was going to where a ball gown as white as the moon, a real fairy princess crown with pearls and falling tressels and her most precios item. Her magical dancing shoes. The magical thing about them was that the made you dance like the most wonderful balerina who ever lived. They let you glide across the dance floor like a shooting star. Buttercup heard a knock at the little front door. She opened it to find her best friend Rose-petal. Rose-petal looked flustered.

"Oh Buttercup can you help me," asked Rose-petal out of breath. She must of flown all the way here.Her face was very red.

"Whatever with,"asked Buttercup confused by her normaly orginidsed friend running round like a headless chicken.

"Fairy princess Rainbow-dance's magic ballet shoes," continued Rose-petal "they've gone missing,"

"oh no," said a very shocked Buttercup. She could see now what Rose-petal had been so worried about. The princess would be really upset and Rose-petal would lose her job as royal orginiser.

"oh no indead," agreed Rose-petal pleased she had her friend on her side.

"I know who might know where they are," said Buttercup exsitedly.

"pardon you put to many whos in," asked a puzzled Rose-thorn.For she was very poliet.

"Oh sorry silly me I just meant to say let us go and see Violet-dew the royal dressmaker she might know something,"

"Oh yes your so clever Buttercup lets go," smiled Rose-petal hugging her friend then pulling her of toward Violet dews stodio.

 

When they got there Violet-dew was huched over a note bock made of thin leaves.

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© 2008 Gene


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Interesting. Would be good for a children's story. You may want to revise it a little. Make sure proper things are capitalized and check your spelling. Good job though.

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