parentalwars

It was supposed to be a day of relaxation for everyone with a simple meal. Things don't always go as planned though. The Dragon King had no royal duties scheduled, but the kingdom doesn't rest. Instead of the relaxing day planned, the Dragon King ended up taking care of business most of the day. His lack of fun time with his children weighed heavily on him bringing his mood down lower. The High Prince always treasured Sundays with his father and waited rather patiently for the Dragon King to finish his tasks. Occasionally he would ask questions about what the Dragon King was doing and even tried to help him out even though that was pretty much impossible. His thoughts were solely based on getting the Dragon King to finish up so they could spend time together. The Princess of Dragons and the "Spare" Prince were taking naps per the Queen of Night's insistence. It was the perfect time for just the two of them. As the day wore on, it became clearer that this quiet t...

This night was going to be a turn in the battle. Things were dragging along and not looking so good for the Dragon King and the Queen of Night. The High Prince had chosen hunger and sleep over even attempting a single bite. Therefore, the Dragon King decided on a new tactic. He would have the High Prince pick the meal for the banquet from those that the Queen of Night was prepared to make. Seeing the brilliance of this plan, the Queen presented the High Prince with the options available. This decision was not one to be taken lightly. The High Prince listened carefully and thought about each meal. He asked what was in each one, knowing that these meals would be made over the course of the next week since the Queen always prepared for a week's worth of meals and nothing more. "This Beefy Pizza Muffins dish...Will that be like the pizza I like to eat, mother?" the High Prince asked. "Very similar, but it does have ground beef in it." "I pick that one. It...

Johnny Marzetti Casserole! The darkness of the Dragon King's rule still spread across the land squeezing the life out of his subjects. The High Prince and his siblings still struggled to rid themselves of their father's evil. Once again, they gathered in the banquet hall, and once again the High Prince prepared himself for the battle at hand. Would his siblings join him in his righteous crusade, or would they fall to the vanity of hunger and tasty food? Soon he would know, for the Queen of Night approached, meals in hand. The High Prince looked upon the feast with pure disgust. What sort of trickery was this? His favorite noodles, covered in cheese, with the flesh of slain cattle. Such blasphemy! "What is this heresy?" the High Prince complained! "This looks horrific!" "My son," started the Queen of Night, "these are the noodles you enjoy, with cheese, and beef. You should eat it before it gets cold, I promise you would like it....