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SubTitle: that's better Dan
Posted by: Old Timer (mdaniels@jps.net) on 5/23/1998@04:48hrs:
Boy how do you keep a story straight when one can't keep the name of it right?
To get on with the saga of where is Old Tymer Tonight?
At DBlivit's suggestion, the old girl took a look at her back-side in the mirror on the Queen's wall and sure enough there was that big welt from the plumber's helper. So she figured she was having an hallucination and she better wake up from her dream now and go back to her cell at the Richmond County Jail.
Merlin, or her brother Fred, would be in to see her today and tell her what he could about her future. He had promised to study the crystal and then to get back to her and report.
The Queen had stated that she had the power to free her by a special writ and she would take care of it as soon as she could get in touch with Rompolstiltskin. She supposed he would also be able to help in some way with Margie's delemma. It was her loyalty to Old Tymer that had gotten her into a mess.
The Queen was in a good mood these days as the three little darlings were getting along so well. The gifts were coming in so fast that the storage rooms were about full.
The mad dedorator was about ready to finish up his job. He had named all of the rooms and had put placques on the side of the entrances to each.
The grand Ballroom he had named the Northshore Room and had done it up with festoons of gold and Staten Island Wind Roses. It was beautiful now.
The library was done in panels of oak and all the books were bound in the richest leathers and he named the library The Curtis Room. The walls were trimmed in crimson and white as this was the school's colors.
The music room he named for the St. George and had gilt dragons above the fireplace. The organ was the Mighty Wurlitzerr purchased from the company that had dismantled the old theater. It was so huge that it was dismantled at the theater and had taken a month to re-assemble at the castle.
The pride of the Queen tho was the nursery. This was a large sun-filled room and it was painted in a very light shade of yellow. The border was of bunnies and chicks and delicate flowers of the fields outside the windows. There were three festooned cribs and two white rocking chairs. One marked with the name Old Tymer and one for Her Royal Majesty, Queen Regina. When rocked they played soft lullabuys. It was a pleasant room.
There were nameplates on the cribs and still they were blank. Queen Regina was anxious to get the names engraved on them.
PLEASE SUBMIT YOUR IDEAS OF WHAT TO CALL THE BABIES