Sleeping beauty by Minke Armstrong Disclaimer: I’d like to point out that I own non of the characters in this story. Katie Melua is not yet dead, unfortunately. John Lennon and George Harrison are dead, unfortunately. I don’t really think Luke’s parents are members of the royal family, though Luke himself is a member of the Kooks. This story is entirely fictional and Simon and Garefunkel are not really that bad. The name of the girl who kisses Luke is not Lola in real life. She does own a Suzuki wagon and she loves roses. Although she wouldn’t pick flowers from a strangers garden. A prick from a guitar string is normally not fatal it could hurt though.

 Once upon a time there were a king and his queen. All they ever wished for was a son and the day he was born they were the happiest they could ever be. They named the boy, Luke and held a huge party to celebrate his birth. Every great artists where invited and as a gift they all spoke a wish over the little baby boy. The last band to speak their wish where; the Beatles. Paul McCartney wished Luke would grow up to be as beautiful as he is. Ringo Starr wished Luke wouldn’t have such a big nose as him and John Lennon wished to give Luke the same musical talent. Before George Harrison could speak out his wish the door opened and Simon and Garfunkel entered the room. “Why weren’t we invited to this party?” Art Garfunkel asked angrily. The king didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t really fond of their music and thought they would be a bad influence on his son. “You didn’t get an invite? That’s odd!” He nervously said. “Come on join in on the party anyway!” The king stood up from his thrown and poured a glass of wine for both the man himself. “No need, my dear king.” Paul Simon said. “We will just leave you to party without us, but not before we speak our wish over this little boy.” He added, the king was surprised by how nice the men were and he let them speak their wish. “Yes, this boy will be a fair one, he will have beautiful curls and he will be a talented musician.” Art spoke. “He will also have the great musical taste of his father with a special liking of Bob Dylan.” Paul added. “But this fandom of Bob Dylan will be fatal for him on his 16th birthday!” As Art spoke these words, the entire room gasped. “Bob Dylan will offer him a guitar and little Luke here will prick his finger on one of the strings and die.” With that Art Garfunkel and Paul Simon left the room and everyone got chatting busily. But then George Harrison stepped forward. “I didn’t make my wish, your highness.” He told the king. The queen, who had started crying like no tommorow lifted up. “Please, dear George, can you undo this horrible spell these villains cast upon my beautiful son?” She said, grabbing on to him. “Oh, I’m sorry dear queen, I cannot undo this spell.” The queen dropped to the ground in tears with his words. “Though what I can do, is change the spell around.” George said and the queen lifted up again, drying her eyes. “When Luke turns 16 he will meet Bob Dylan and he will prick his finger on a string, but instead of dying he will fall into a deep, deep sleep. This sleep will take a hundred years and everybody in this kingdom will fall asleep as well. After these hundred years of sleep, a beautiful princess will enter this castle and by the beauty of this little prince will be tempted to kiss him. When she does, Luke and everybody in this kingdom will wake up again and he and his princess will be wed the same night.” After George had made his wish, the king send everybody away. He didn’t feel like partying anymore, he summoned his men to destroy all instruments with strings in the kingdom and forbid anyone in his kingdom to own one.

After that the king and queen believed all danger was gone and they forgot about the spell. The next 16 years Luke led a normal life, he made a few friends who he played with a lot. Paul Garred was a smart boy who loved to drum, Hugh Harris who could play keyboard and loved pretty girls. Max Rafferty was just always of, but he played bluesharp. Together with these boys Luke formed a band. They called themselves the Kooks. Luke would write the songs and sing. He also had a girlfriend and her name was Katie Melua.

For Luke’s 16th birthday the king and queen arranged a huge party. All Luke’s friends where invited and there was a DJ and a band. Mtv was recording it for ‘My supersweet sixteen’ it was amazing. Luke had decided tonight would be perfect to have sex with Katie Melua for the first time, so after a while he decided to go look for the right place. The castle he lived in had over a 100 rooms, but Luke was a romantic so he decided a room in one of the towers would be best. He opened the door to the tower with the best view and saw Kieren sitting in it and saw Bob Dylan sitting there. “Wow, Bob Dylan!” Luke said happily. “I didn’t know you would be here! What’s that?” He said pointing at the guitar, which he’d never seen in his life. “It’s a guitar!” Bob explained. “It’s a musical instrument, you wanna try it?” Luke took over the guitar and immediately pricked his finger on one of the strings. “OUCH!” Luke called, a drop of blood fell from his finger on the floor and Luke fell down as well, just as Simon and Garfunkel had predicted. But thanks to George Harrison, Luke didn’t die but he went into a deep, deep sleep. Just as everyone else in the castle. The king and queen fell asleep in their throwns. The band who would be playing fell asleep on stage. Hugh was hitting on a girl when the spell hit him. Katie sat on the toilet. Max was playing his blues harp and Paul dropped on the floor in the middle of a doorway. Soon every single person in the kingdom was fast asleep and rosebushes started growing around the castle. The word about a gorgeous prince being asleep in the castle got around quickly and many young girls tried to fight their way through the rosebushes, but gave up soon as the way through was very rough for simple girls.

After a hundred years a girl drove by in her silver Suzuki wagon, she loved roses and decided to pick a few. She parked her car and walked towards the bushes, before her the bushes split aside, guiding her the way inside the castle and towards the tower room. As she entered she saw the beautiful guy lying on the floor. “You are so pretty, I have to kiss you!” She said and softly put her lips on his. Luke opened his eyes and looked into the girls beautiful eyes. “Who are you?” He asked. “My name is Lola.” The girl said. “Lola, you will be my wife!” Luke said as he stood up.

Meanwhile downstairs everybody started to wake up. Paul dazedly looked up from the floor. Hugh just went on hitting on the girl. Max continued playing his harp and Katie Melua lost her balance, hit her head against the door and died. The king and queen opened their eyes and looked at eachother before they looked at the huge stairs. Luke and Lola came down, holding eachothers hands and looking more happy then ever. “Georges wish came true, love!” The king told his wife, giving her a loving kiss. Everybody in the room ‘Ooh-ed’ and ‘Aah-ed’ at the sight of this perfect looking couple. Before the night was over Luke and Lola where married and not long after they had a beautiful baby-girl with beautiful dark curly hair. They named her Aurora and they all lived happily ever after.

The End