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28.

I groaned from the throbbing pain in my forehead, and struggled to open my eyes. My blurry vision was met with a dimly lit room, which smelled like dead rats.
“Oh, look, the princess is coming around,” an unfamiliar male voice spoke over me.
The hell? Princess?
“How are you feeling Quinn?” a guy wearing specs, asked, crouching down in front of me.
…were these morons high on something?
“Who are you?” I rasped, then, cleared my throat. The first thing I realized was that I was dealing with two kidnappers, both of who appeared to be incredibly stupid face wise. I didn’t want to judge, but…they started it by kidnapping me, so…
“Here, have this,” the guy without specs, extended a bottle of water towards me.
I eyed it for a second, then, smacked it away from me.
“Geez, you are feisty, just as I remember you to be,” the specs guy grinned at me.
Uh…what the hell?
“Dude, are you sure those glasses are doing their job right?” I asked him.
His eyebrows furrowed and he wiped at the lens with his hands. Idiot.
“I am pretty sure they are. Why do you ask?” he replied stupidly.
Who is going to tell him…?
“Sorry to break it you, but, you are blind, buddy,” I told him, cautiously, “you have the wrong girl. I am not Quinn.”
Guy- I mean, thing number 2 (the one without specs) started laughing.
“Oh, Quinn, we are not like those stupid kidnappers in movies,” he said, smugly, “You can’t trick us.”
Okay, wow…
“Sorry to break it you again, but, you are even more stupid than those movie kidnappers,” I sighed, “you are crossing all heights of stupidity. Just look up Quinn on the internet.”
Thing number 2 looked at thing number 1 uncertainly and fished out his phone.
“Damn! We have the wrong girl!” thing 2 cursed, then, shot a glare at thing 1. “This is all your fault! You said, you know what Quinn looks like!”
“But, I do!” thing 1 protested, “I am pretty sure, that she is Quinn. She just had a little makeover.”
Wow, they were rendering me speechless with their stupidity, by the second.
“Do you know where Quinn is?” thing 1 asked.
Oh shit…
“She is in Japan, right now, for some charity event,” I lied, and given how stupid they were, they probably believed me. “Why do you ask? Why do you want to kidnap her anyway?”
“Do you know Alice?” thing 2 asked in response to my question.
That Alice beach!
I gritted my teeth. “I do. Why?”
“Grant! It’s princess Alice, not alice!” thing 1 glowered warningly at thing 2.
“Yeah, yeah, that. Do you know her brother Charles?” thing 2 asked again.
“Ew, no. I don’t know any Charlie.” came out of my mouth.
“Hey! Don’t disrespect our prince!” thing 1 protested.
I raised my hands up in surrender. “Fine. Fine. Continue, moron- humans, I mean, humans.” Humans are ew, I mentally added in my head.
“So, Quinn-”
“Princess Quinn to you” I deadpanned at thing 2.
“Okay, fine! So, Princess Quinn,” he gritted out, “slapped Prince Charles in front of a whole gathering of prominent people.”
I opened my mouth in mock horror. “Omg, really?! No way!”
Thing 1 nodded grimly, “I know, right. Poor Prince Charles just had a crush on her. There was no need to be this violent.”
I was confused now…I am pretty sure, Charles deserved that slap.
“Yeah, there was no need to humiliate him like this just because he stalked her for three months.” thing 2 continued.
Jeez! I knew it!
“I would have kicked him in the nuts, and spit on his ugly face in front of everyone,” I said, shrugging.
I realized what I had done when I looked at the face of my kidnappers.
“Don’t mind me,” I chuckled, “I was just kidding.” Not. “Continue with the story.”
“That day Prince Charles swore that he would not rest in peace, until he had her revenge for the humiliation he suffered,” thing 1 proclaimed proudly.
“Wow, would you look at that? We are back in eighth grade,” I responded, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “How old is this Charlie guy?”
“Charles,” thing 2 corrected me, “he is thirty…I think?”
“Ew,” my face scrunched up in disgust, “pedo. Does he realize that Quinn is a teenager and definitely does not like him? He can be in jail for what he did.”
“I don’t know,” thing 1 replied, then, his eyes glinted maliciously, “but, you sure as hell seem like Quinn. I am still pretty sure, we have the right girl.”
“Hm,” thing 2 considered, “let’s send them a picture and verify.”
When thing 2 held his phone camera in front of me, and asked me to say ‘cheese’, I flipped him the finger and stuck out my tongue.
He scowled at the photo, then, sent a warning glare my way- which let me tell you, was not threatening at all. “Behave, and smile like a good girl.”
This time, when he directed the camera at me, I made a motion of slashing, across my throat, with a deadly expression.
“What the-” thing 2 glared at the photo.
Thing 1 sighed, “Leave it buddy, as I told you, she is a feisty one. She won’t listen.”
Damn right, I won’t! Also, I decided that thing 1 was a bit more intelligent than thing 2. Only a teensy tiny bit more.
***
Cereal_killer (Caleb)
Hey Willy, I need the directions to the kitchen.
Will_the_devil (Will)
…
Didn’t you just have dinner?
Cereal_killer
So…?
Will_the_devil
…
Cereal_killer
Are you going to tell me or should I activate my smell radar?
Will_the_devil
…
What do you mean?
Cereal_killer
-_-
I mean, I Will use my nose to find the kitchen if you don’t tell me.
Will_the_devil
…
Look, I don’t know where that place is…I have never been there.
Cereal_killer
:000000
Just when I had started liking you, Willy, you go ahead and do this…
Wait till Soph hears about this.
Will_the_devil
I don’t get your point here.
Cereal_killer
Forget about my point and tell me what the address of this place is?
Will_the_devil
A simple Google search would have helped you with.
Cereal_killer
-_-
What do you think? That I am as dumb as you?
I already gave that address to the pizza guy, but, he is lost.
Will_the_devil
YOU ORDERED PIZZA IN THIS PALACE?
Cereal_killer
YES, I DID. NOW, TELL ME THE ADDRESS OF THIS ROOM.
Will_the_devil
…
You are in the Sir Philip room of east wing.
Cereal_killer
Okay, wow, I was asking for the directions. I had no idea, that this room has a name.
Will_the_devil
Yeah, every room is named after our ancestors and great people.
Cereal_killer
REALLY? WHERE IS THE ROOM NAMED CALEB?
Will_the_devil
…
HAHA, FUNNY.
Cereal_killer
A GUY CAN TRY. ANYWAY, YOU ARE OF NO USE.
I AM GOING TO MEET THE PIZZA GUY SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE.
Will_the_devil
DON’T GET OUT OF YOUR ROOM. YOU STILL DON’T KNOW THE DIRECTIONS.
LET ME COME THERE FIRST.
Cereal_killer
AW, THAT WAS SWEET OF YOU, WILLY.
BUT, I HAVE GOOGLE MAP. DON’T WORRY, BRO.
I CAN SMELL MY PIZZA FROM ALL THE WAY HERE.
Will_the_devil
I DON’T THINK GOOGLE HAS A MAP FOR THIS PALACE.
LISTEN TO ME
Cereal_killer
BYE, SEE YA, WILLY.
IT WAS NICE TALKING TO YOU. NOT.
Will_the_devil
…
(ten minutes later)
Cereal_killer
I think I have reached a place called “dungeons”
Seriously, you guys are so rich and stuff, but, you can’t get this place cleaned?
I can smell dead rats here.
-_-
A/N: Ah, sorry for the abrupt ending, but, that’s how far my writer’s block allowed me to write. On a happier note, I am back! After five or six days, I think? You guys have no idea, how much I missed you all, missed seeing your funny comments. Oh, comments…don’t even get me started! Your comments are what motivated me to write this chapter! You won’t believe me, when I tell you that I was having thoughts of placing this book on hold because of my writer’s block. But, when I read your comments like, “I have unhealthy addiction to this book” and, “I finished reading this in one day”, it fuels me to proceed further and not keep you waiting. I am so thankful for each and every one of you! Thank you! I love you!
Also, I am going to start editing this book. I am thinking of entering this in the wattys. What do you think?