Ever since her elder sister, Princess Gargella got betrothed, her younger sister la Princesse Pirouette la plus jeune felt all alone. For fifteen years the two eldest children of King GarGar and Queen Pirouette had been inseparable. Now a wedge had been placed between the two. La Princess Pirouette found herself side-lined by events beyond her control. It was the young woman’s first taste of the bitterness that life sometimes offers.
“Wow!” She said to herself. “This really hurts.”
In a misguided attempt to cheer his second daughter, King GarGar presented her with a pony.
“I’m too old to ride a pony!” She cried. “I’m fifteen years old! Why didn’t you buy me a horse?”
“You ungrateful little wretch,” said Queen Pirouette to her daughter. “Your father is trying to cheer you up. What do you have to say for yourself?”