From the depths of sleep, she heard the voice. Calling. That old, familiar, and utterly unwelcome refrain. She opened one, sleep-filled eye. Noticed it was still dark — not yet dawn, then looked at her clock.
“Four in the damned morning? You’ve got to be KIDDING,” she snarled. To no one in particular, except Perhaps, a self-assured gray tabby who completely ignored her. Which was de rigueur unless tuna or catnip was involved.
The voice came again.
“Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your golden hair,” he called.
“Another #$@%^# prince,” she said under her breath. She arose from her bed in the high tower. Went into the bathroom. Came out with the chamber pot. He was calling again.
“Rapunzel, Ra …” and when the contents of the pot covered his head, he just stopped. Gurgled. Mounted his horse and trotted away.
Rapunzel picked up Perhaps and sighed with pleasure. There would no doubt be another prince on some other night, but at least for this night, no one would further disturb her sleep.
“Good night, sweet prince,” she giggled as she drifted off.
Thursday Photo Prompt – Sue Vincent
Fantastic!
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Thanks 🙂 I’ve always felt Rapunzel didn’t get nearly enough credit.
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Are you sure that’s how the story goes? That’s not how I remember it in my Childhood Treasury of Brothers Grimm Fairytales. 🙂
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I may have changed a few things. Just a bit.
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A-ha! I knew it! 🙂
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Loved it! 🙂
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Because we all get tired of princes 🙂
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Great twist on an old tale. I love it.
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Thanks 🙂 I always wondered if the quality of princes was perhaps a bit lacking.
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Haha!
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Now this is comedy!! Love it!! (4 am in the morning? The prince had it coming”)
I’m re-blogging this
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Thank you! Have you noticed that in fairy tales, the prince always arrives “just before dawn”? Which, except in the depths of winter, is around 4 to 4:30 in the morning. I know because when I get up early to shoot a sunrise, that’s inevitably when I need to have boots on the ground. Maybe if princes would hold off for a few hours, they’d get a warmer reception. Just saying 🙂
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Lol!!
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Marilyn I loved this!! You’re the best 🙂
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Aw, shucks. Thanks 🙂
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Never get between a woman and her sleep!
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Or her coffee!
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🙂
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Now careful about those blonde stories. It’s all a matter of timing – four in the morning is not a smart move.
Leslie
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Princes are not concerned withe the feelings of others, especially not women.
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Those Princes are highly over rated!
Leslie
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Absolutely. Give me an ambitious peasant any old time.
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But not at four in the morning?
Leslie
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love it 🙂
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Oh my, that Poor Prince! Water I would be okay with, but not the chamber pot’s contents! Yuck!
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If she had running water, she’d probably have a flush potty too. Alas. But I think Princy Poo got the message.
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Fantastically written! Love the way Rapunzel is thinking!
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Rapunzel has had one annoying Prince too many come calling. She’d post her feelings on the matter to Facebook, but there IS not Facebook. Yet. Poor dear!
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Poor thing!!!!!!!! Could you imagine her status updates!!!!
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I’d definitely “friend” her.
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Me too lol!!!!
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Reblogged this on Daily Echo.
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Well, if he looked anything like Prince Charles, I can’t say I blame her for dumping the bedpan on him…
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He has gotten a bit saggy baggy in the jowls lately hasn’t he. Poor fella, at this rate he’ll make it to King for about twenty minutes. Funny, a long time ago the Queen assured everyone that she was not about to do what Victoria did, and just about outlived all her relatives, clinging to the throne in a deathgrip. Looks like Elizabeth has decided to outlive Charles and hope for better.
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Poor Charles who will never be King. Maybe he figures because Rapunzel has her own kingdom, he should grab HER? She’s a good catch, as Royals go.
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Once a Princess gets a reputation … Well, Rapunzel has a castle, land, and no husband. And, apparently, really nice hair. So all those unemployed princes are after her ass …
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I loved the twist you gave to the traditional old prince falls in love and princess sacrifice everything for him types of story. Really enjoyed the humorous touch.
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I’ve always felt the princesses get too little credit. Everybody swoons over the prince, but hey, he’s just a spoiled rich kid.
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O yes.
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sorta gives “golden showers” a whole new meaning. And purpose. Good one, Spike.
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Heh heh.
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Not to mention toning down the desire for kissing… 🙂
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I’m sure it cooled out the enthusiasm and ardor of the princeling.
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🙂 Why do these things always happen to the blondes. No-one ever asked me to let down my grey hair, which I will probably have cut short this week.
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It’s the blonde ones that are always kissing frogs just in case.., YECCH! Who started that rumor anyway? I suppose letting ones hair down was the prince’s version and way less icky? But I think the “chamber pot” evens the score…..
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Not being blond (unless you count white hair with a tinge of yellow as “blond”) I have no idea, but it’s definitely a “thing.” When I was a kid, all princesses were blond, Caucasion, and thin. With pink cheeks and a charming smile. VERY unlike me. I’m sure they were also illiterate. You wouldn’t like any of them. Only a prince could love one of those dummies. I think Ms. Rapunzel has had it with princes and who can blame her?
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This is a much more true-to-life retelling of the tale 🙂
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Thank you 😀 I have always thought fairy tale princesses were probably sick and tired of stupid princes.
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A true blonde story.
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I have been many things, but never blond.
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