Glazed Part Twenty-Two

Hi everyone!
Yay for Glazed! I finished the drawing for this part last night and was so excited to post it! YAY FOR SCARY THINGS!XD

 

Emma's horse pushed through the sprinkles that covered the ground. Emma was a little unnerved by the sprinkles everywhere, but she tried not to think about it. What did they mean? It wasn't a normal thing that happened in nature, it must be connected to Jaclynn's magic, but why would she make the weather do this? She shook her head, trying to clear away the peculiar thoughts and focused on finding Jaclynn.

“JACLYNN!” Emma shouted to the forest, “Jaclynn, it's me, Emma, your best friend. Or at least, I think we're still best friends. I mean, you just kind of kept the biggest secret of your life away from me and I don't know how we stand...” Emma trailed off, “This is all my fault,” She whispered to herself. Jaclynn wasn't out there. She wouldn't be able to hear her. She wandered hopelessly deeper into the forest, where the trees were thickly coated with sprinkles. The horse brushed up against a tree subconsciously and the sprinkles hanging precariously on the branches came crashing down on the horse's rear. Spooked, the horse bucked and threw Emma into a pile of sprinkles that were unnaturally cold. And sticky. The horse bolted up the trail and was gone within seconds.

“WAIT!” Emma screamed, but the horse had disappeared. Emma glanced down at the gooey mess she was in. The sprinkles were covered in a web-like material and Emma stared at it, her brows furrowing as she gazed at the webs. She felt an itch on her shin that was deep inside whatever she was in and she raised her eyebrows.

What had she fallen into?

She struggled to get out of the hole, when hundreds of little brown spiders scurried from the depths of the nest she had been dropped into.

“AHHHHH!!!” Emma shrieked and she pushed herself out of the hole, but she still felt the spiders crawling on her. Screaming, she batted frantically at herself and shook her head as she tried desperately to get the insects off of her. She swiped her arms to get rid of any that were crawling on her and she rustled her dress. Once she had gotten rid of all the bugs she could find, she stared curiously at the nest, from a safe distance away. She didn't know that spiders stayed in nests. But these were chocolate spiders, different from the regular spiders that often roam the earth. Chocolate spiders stayed together always and had large holes in the earth where they all lived.

Emma walked away, still feeling like they were on her. She sighed as she looked at her dress, it was sticky and had the stains of crushed chocolate spiders stuck on it. Shivering, she drew her cloak around her bare shoulders and staggered away.

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*shivers*

Yep. Spiders. That all travel together. IN HERDS. So, that would mean if you found a spider in your room, all of the spiders are in your room.

It's enough to give you nightmares. LOL!
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the scariness!XD

-Emma-



Glazed Part Nineteen

Hi everyone!:)

The next part of Glazed, YAY! I finally did the sketchbook searching for this picture, because I knew I had a drawing pre-made for this part, I just didn't know where. LOL! But I found it and now I present to you, Part Nineteen...

*lights go down*

 

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Jaclynn greeted a man and a woman as they came near to her.

“Congratulations, Your Majesty!” the woman said.

“Thank you,” Jaclynn replied stiffly. A fast movement in the corner of her eye got her attention, and she turned to see Emma and a man wearing a red, white, and tan suit approach her.

“Dee! Uh, I mean Queen. Me again. May I present to you- Prince Cedric of the Pastry Isles.”

“Your Majesty,” he greeted with a bow.

“I would like to introduce you to my fiance! We are going to get married!” Jaclynn took a step back.

“Marriage? Fiance?” she asked incredulously.

“Yes!” Emma giggled.

“Um, I'm sorry. I'm confused. How do you know Prince Cedric?”

“We met today and we fell in love and he just proposed, well, we haven't worked out all of the details yet, of course- Oh, wait. Would we live at my castle?”

“Absolutely!”

“Woah, woah, Emma!” Jaclynn exclaimed, waving her hands.

“Oh! We can invite all twelve of your brothers to come to my castle! Of course I have the room!”

“Wait. Slow down! You really shouldn't-” Jaclynn's eyes flicked to Cedric and she took a breath.

“Can I please talk to you? Alone.”

“No, anything you have to say to me, you can say to the both of us,” Emma frowned as she hooked her arm around Cedric's.

“Fine,” Jaclynn took a deep breath, “You can't marry a man you just met.”

“You can if it's true love!” Emma justified.

“What do you know about this man, what do you even know about true love?” Jaclynn asked.

“More than you! All you know is how to shut people out, and not just strangers but your best friend!” Emma scowled. Jaclynn sucked in a breath. Tears formed in the corner of her eyes and she gritted her teeth.

“You can't marry him, you don't even know him. It's not wise, that is all I'm saying. Now if you will excuse me,” Jaclynn began to walk away.

“You aren't the boss of me! You may be the queen, but you can't make me not marry him! I can marry him, and I will!”

Jaclynn scowled, “I'm not saying you can't. I'm saying that you are being immature with this permanent decision that will affect not just your life, but the lives of your people!”

“Your Majesty, if I may-” Cedric started but Jaclynn cut him off.

“No, you may not. And I think that the party is over. Tell everyone to leave, then close the gates,” Jaclynn told a servant. He nodded and walked away.

“What? Dee, no! No, wait!” Emma grabbed her wrist but Jaclynn yanked away, and her glove was torn off. She snatched at the glove but Emma held it firmly.

“Give me my glove!” she demanded.

“Dee, please listen! I don't want to see you live like this anymore!” Emma pleaded.

“Then don't come back next year!” she snapped. Jaclynn turned back to the door and Emma stood in shock.

“What did I ever do to you?” Emma questioned, stepping towards her. People began to notice the escalating argument and within moments, they had an audience.

“Enough, Emma.”

“No! Why? Why do you shut me out? Why do you shut everyone out? What are you so afraid of?” Emma yelled. Jaclynn squeezed her fists shut and clenched her jaw.

“I SAID ENOUGH!” Jaclynn screamed and whizzed to face her. She swiped her bare hand out and a spray of wild, spiked sprinkles grew from the floor toward the people who watched. Everyone gasped and took a step back, clutching the people around them, afraid. Emma heard the Duke murmur something about sorcery.

 

“Jaclynn?” Emma whispered, her eyes wide in fear. Panicked, Jaclynn pressed herself against the door, her hand feeling for the donut knobs. Her fingers grasped the knob and she burst through the halls, her shoes clinking on the floor. She had to get out of there. She had to escape. She raced to the courtyard, her mind spinning. She thrust the doors opened and a huge crowd of dessert people greeted her there. Hearing guards yelling behind her, she ran out into the courtyard, trying to find a way through the cheering crowd, then bumped into a peasant woman.

“Your Majesty? Are you alright?” she asked, concerned. Jaclynn shook her head and stepped away from her.

“No,” she muttered as she continued to back away. Her back hit the fountain wall and she threw her hands behind her to steady herself. Her hand hit the wall and hard, cold glaze shot out over the fountain, hardening the water and giving it a milky fog inside the jagged spikes. Everyone gasped and scrambled away from her, just like how they did in the ball room.

“There she is! Get her!” The Duke screeched as he appeared in the entrance of the door accompanied by fierce looking soldiers. Jaclynn's heart pounded uncontrollably as fear, dread, and stress grabbed hold of her.

“Please, just stay away from me, stay away!” Jaclynn lifted her hands in defense and spikes of glaze tore out of her hands and towards the Duke and the guards. The Duke slipped on the glaze and fell onto his back.

“Monster! MONSTER!” he bellowed. Jaclynn gazed down at her trembling hands and she felt her stomach weave itself into knots.

She really was a monster.

Jaclynn squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head, then sprinted out of the courtyard, through the gates, and down to the fjord in a desperate escape from the kingdom.

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Suspense! LOL! I hope you liked this part, I hope to have the next part up next week.:) My plan is to have at least one part up every week.:D

-Emma-

Glazed Part Eighteen

Why, hello there!;)

I've got the next part for Glazed up! Yay!:D

 

How dare she talk to me like that? I was just offering my opinion! She makes me so frustrated! One minute we're best friends, the next she's biting off my head! A sudden feeling worked its way into her chest and she felt like she was going to cry, but I'm mad! She was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she didn't notice a large servant hurry past her, bumping into Emma and making her trip on her dress. She cried out as she fell to the floor when a hand grabbed hers and pulled her up.

“I was just looking for you,” he said with a grin.

“Cedric!” Emma breathed out in relief. The music started up with another song and Cedric bowed.

“May I have this dance, Your Highness?”

Emma blushed and stammered out, “you may!”

Cedric straightened and began to dance with her. They floated across the dance floor for a few minutes, then Cedric guided her away from the ball room. They walked down some hallways and he asked Emma what things she does for her spare time. She dove into the story of her coming here and what she would do when she was bored and Cedric listened to it all. It felt so good to be able to talk to someone, since Jaclynn had shut her out again. Of course she could talk to people when she went home to Cookie Doodle Land, but talking to someone in Jaclynn's castle felt satisfying, like she was doing something she always wanted to do. They continued meandering through the halls, chatting and making connections when they came to a balcony. They walked out to it and sat down on a bench.

“So how many brothers did you say you have?” Emma asked.

“Twelve older brothers! Three of them pretended I was invisible. Literally! For two years!” Cedric chuckled and Emma frowned.

“Gosh, that's terrible!”

He shrugged, “It's what brothers do. And the others weren't much better either.”

“I guess it's the same thing with friends, I think. Jaclynn and I were really close, then she just shut me out and...I don't know why. I feel like that's not right, but I don't really know. She's the only friend I've ever had,” Emma sighed and looked down at the colored glass bench.

“I would never shut you out. You're an amazing person,” Cedric touched her hand and Emma gazed into his brown eyes. He seemed to want to say more, but he stayed quiet.
“Can I say something crazy?” Emma blurted.

“I love crazy!”

“Whenever I am here, I never get to see anyone, talk to anyone, but now I've met you and I just feel like something has changed, that things are going to turn out right!” Emma smiled and hoped she didn't sound weird or cheesy.

“I was thinking the same thing! I've always been trying to find my place with my brothers, but with you I feel like I've already found it!” Cedric beamed. Emma gasped- he felt the same way!
“I can't believe it! We're so alike!” Emma cried.

“Do you want to go for a walk? I want to ask you something,” Cedric replied, slightly nervous, and Emma nodded eagerly. They walked out of the castle, to the royal garden.

“So, you said your crazy thing, now it's turn for my crazy thing,” Cedric bit his lip as he smiled. He fell to one knee and took one of Emma's hands.

 

“Will you marry me?”

Emma gasped. She didn't know what possessed her, but she believed she was in love with him, “Yes!”

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I hope you liked this part!:D I hope to have a Tea and Whatever I am Doing While I Drink Said Tea post and a random drawings post up soon, as well as me starting the How to Draw BB-8 Tutorial to post later.:)

-Emma-



Glazed Part Seventeen

Hi everyone!:D

I have the next part of Glazed here for you!:) I hope you enjoy it!

 

Music blared from a lively orchestra at the edge of the room and dancing couples swung and skipped to it. Everyone laughed and smiled at the joyous occasion. The dance finished and one of the servants announced the two princesses together. Emma was to stay with Jaclynn for the night, to show the alliances between the two kingdoms.

“Queen Jaclynn of Diddle Pop Land. Princess Emma of Cookie Doodle Land.”

The crowd bowed to the two royals and Emma positioned herself next to Jaclynn.

Emma looked at her 'Dee' and opened her mouth to say something. She wanted to talk to her, ask her her questions, tell her how she felt, after all, this was what she had been waiting for, yet every word escaped her.

 

 

She shut her mouth and looked out to the ball room, feeling defeated.

“Hi.”

Emma's head snapped to Jaclynn.

“Hi?” She questioned. She hadn't spoken to Jaclynn in at least two years, and now she was saying hi? How do you respond to that?

“Um, hi...” Emma whispered, stunned.

“You look very nice,” She continued. Emma smiled and she felt like a sudden weight was inching its way off her shoulders.

“Thank you! You look so pretty! I like your hairstyle, Dee,” Emma replied.

“Thanks, Cookie,” Jaclynn grinned. Emma felt ecstatic and her smile made her cheeks ache, they were still calling each other by their nicknames! They looked out at the boisterous people and Jaclynn took a breath, “So this is what a party is like?”

Emma nodded her head, “Yes! It's so fun seeing the different dessert people-”

Emma noticed Jaclynn's nose taking deep, long breathes.

“- and smelling them too!” Emma and Jaclynn giggled at the joke. Jaclynn opened her mouth to say something else when a short older man swaggered to the girls. He bowed to them and smiled cockily.

“Greetings, Your Highnesses, I am the Duke of Ice Creamtown, as your second closest partner in trade, it seems only fitting that I offer you your first dance as Queen, Your Majesty!” Emma glanced at Jaclynn's face and noticed her face turn a shade paler.

“I-I don't dance,” She muttered and flicked her gaze to Emma, “-but Princess Emma does!”

“Oh!” Emma cried out in surprise. “No, really, I don't think-”

“Lucky yooou!” The Duke hooked his arm around hers and pulled her through the crowd of people, not listening to her attempts to tell him no. They began to dance and Emma tried not to look at him too closely. He had snow white hair with yellow highlights and wore a white suit with golden accents. From his appearance, it wasn't hard to guess that he was Vanilla Ice Cream. The Duke hopped up and down next to Emma and one of his cream colored boots slammed onto her toe.

“Ow!” Emma clenched her teeth. Good thing he was so small and didn't weigh much.

“Speaking of, so nice to have the gates open! Do you know why they were shut in the first place?” The Duke drew nearer on tiptoes, “Hmmmmmmm?”

Emma leaned away from him, “Um. No.”

The Duke seemed disappointed momentarily and then smiled again.

“Oh, well,” he said abruptly and looked at the ballroom with a scrutinizing glare, as if he could learn the answer if he focused enough. The dance ended a few minutes later and Emma staggered back to her friend, her toes throbbing from the duke's constant stomping.

“Well! He was...” Jaclynn trailed off, thinking, “enthusiastic.”

Emma and Jaclynn laughed until Jaclynn said, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I'm fine! I'm better than fine really. This is so nice. I'm talking to you...” Emma smiled hopefully, “I want it to be like this all of the time.”

Jaclynn nodded her head and smiled back, “Me too,” Jaclynn's smile slowly vanished and she looked away, “But it can't.”

“Why not? This-”

“It just can't!” Jaclynn snapped. Emma's eyes widened and she took a breath.

“Excuse me,” Emma whispered and she stepped away, leaving Jaclynn looking sadly at her.

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OOOoooOOhhhhhHHHHhhh....XD LOL!

The next part will probably be up soon, I might have to draw a picture, or I might have one in a previous sketchbook.;)

-Emma-



Glazed Part Thirteen

It's up! The next part of Glazed!:D

 

 

The years continued to go by in repetition. Emma went to the Donuts every summer and every summer Jaclynn's power grew stronger as well as her fear. Jaclynn spent more time within the confines of her room fretting over her magic, and Emma spent more time talking to her dolls. Why she continued to come every summer, she wasn't exactly sure, but she had the feeling that she needed to. That Jaclynn needed her in some way. Also, to show friendship and trust between the two kingdoms, the Cookies demanded that Emma go to the Donuts every summer, if she liked it or not. Which, to a degree, she did like, but she still felt like she was doing something wrong with Jaclynn. But yet they still felt like friends. Confused by her emotions, Emma continued to go to the Donuts until she was nineteen and Jaclynn twenty-one.

 

Emma's carriage jostled to the castle's massive, pink gates. They were only ever opened when Emma was coming. The gates creaked open and Emma couldn't avoid staring at the rusted hinges as the carriage pulled them through.

“Hello!” Emma said as she stepped out of the carriage and straightened her dress. A servant, straight as a toothpick, stood waiting for her. Emma was used to this kind of welcome, but 'Dee's' parent's were usually there to meet her, too.

“Hello,” She replied as Emma came up to her.

“Where are the King and Queen?” Emma looked around. The servant glanced down to her black dress and her face softened. Gazing at the black dress, Emma's eyes grew wide.

“What happened?” Emma whispered.

“Their ship was drowned while they were traveling, Your Highness,” The servant replied, her eyes glistening.

“Oh,” was all Emma said. They stayed in respectable silence until the servant gestured for them to go.

“How is Jaclynn taking it?” Emma asked as she looked down at the servant.

“We don't know, Your Highness.”

“What does that mean?” Emma questioned, her brow furrowing.

“She hasn't left her room ever since the King and Queen left on their trip,” the servant explained as she walked to Emma's guest room.

“I am so sorry for your loss. I truly feel terrible. They were somewhat like second parents to me,” Emma sighed and lowered her head solemnly. The servant nodded her head and stopped at a familiar door. Opening the door, Emma slid into the room and dropped her bags.

“Thank you,” she said.

“You're welcome, Princess,” the servant began to leave when she scooted back, “Oh! Highness, there is to be a coronation for Princess Jaclynn, since she is to be queen. It's to be on the last day of the week.”

“Thank you!” Emma dismissed the maid and she scampered away. Emma stepped away from the open door and touched her chin thoughtfully.

A coronation for 'Dee'?

Emma grinned. This would be a perfect time to talk with her friend! She could finally speak to her about their relationship, share her concerns and problems, her hopes for it to become better. They were supposed to be best friends, but she hadn't even seen her the past two years. Emma sighed as she thought of the two friends finally reconnecting and being like how they were meant to be.

Maybe that's it, Emma thought, Maybe this is why I come back every summer. Because I know what we are meant to be. What we could be. I'll never stop trying to fix us, because those glimmers of our friendship are what we can be. And she's worth it.

Emma unpacked her things giddily, feeling that her feelings were set straight.

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I hope you liked the next part! It'll hopefully be up...hm...maybe by the end of the week or earlier!:D

-Emma-