A Royal Rumpus

      Once upon a time in the far away land of Sweet Grass County High school, there lived three princesses. The names of the three princesses were Carladeeda, Kateetootentah, and Meloopdeeloop. All during the week the princesses would slave over their royal loads of homework, put up with royal crap, and work on other royal duties .
      Being a princess required you to eat healthy food, be lady-like and be everlastingly stressed. One day Meloopdeeloop decided that she wanted to take a break from being a princess so she invited Carladeedah and Kateetootentah over to her castle to shrug off their royal duties for the night.
     Now this was no uncommon occurrence for these princesses. This was a tradition that was never to be broken. It was almost a sacred event and it consisted of a couple requirements. There was always to be the royal watching of the three most amazing movies ever: Easy A, Ten Things I Hate About You, and of course Mean Girls. There was also to be the not-so-royal pigging out which of course required cool ranch Doritos in ranch chip dip, and popcorn dipped in salsa con queso. And lets not forget the royal doing of the Dew.
      Now on this particular evening only one royal movie was watched and an early evening was to happen, well atleast that was the idea. The princesses started to talk about their royal messes. At one point princess Meloopdeeloop decided to tickle Carladeedah. Now this was the most unfairest of all, for Meloopdeeloop was not ticklish at all and when Carladeedah tried to take vengence it ended only more tickling. Carladeedah and Kateetootentah decided to take up an alliance and take on Meloopdeeloop together. They attacked! Squealing and giggling the princesses were everywhere trying to tickle and rasberry eachother. It was a royal rumpus! The princesses didn't end up going to bed till 3:30 the next morning. So it can be said that the princesses were very tired for their royal duties the next day. To this day the princesses are great friends and still have royal rumpuses whenever they can. And so is the story of the royal rumpus.