posted on Jan, 25 2009 @ 06:57 AM
Rodney was the Crown Prince. He knew it and made sure everyone knew it as well. He despised his younger brother for no better reason than he would
never be king. He terrorised the servants and scorned all the neighbouring princesses, saying none of them was fit to be his queen. In short, he was
The Realm's Good Fairy was well aware of Rodney and had long wished to teach him a lesson. Eventually her patience snapped and she appeared before
him one morning as he was bullying his valet. 'I've had enough of you, Young Man' she said and, waving her magic wand, turned him into a frog. An
exceedingly small, ugly frog.
Rodney croaked in bemusement. The Good Fairy ignored the tone of the croak and picked him up. She carried him off to the lily-pond at the bottom of
the palace gardens and left him sitting on a leaf in the middle of it.
Rodney surveyed his new surroundings. The other inhabitants didn't look too friendly, indeed they deliberately ignored him. After a time Rodney
decided they were talking about him behind his back. Well, he'd show them. He was used to being a prince after all.
He decided to swagger about and intimidate everybody. It was a hard thing to manage on four bent legs and he fell in the water. The other frogs
tittered. Rodney hauled himself out of the cold, murky water and feeling hungry, as he'd had no breakfast before the Good Fairy transformed him, he
tried to catch a fly with his new long tongue.
The fly blew a raspberry and made its escape.
Undeterred, Rodney decided to impress the local females. They hadn't lived the sheltered lives of the princesses he was used to and might be less
inhibited when he made his advances.
Forgetting the swagger, Rodney tried a graceful strut. It didn't work, but it got him where he wanted to be. In the midst of the local ladies'
coffee morning. Or at least the amphibious equivalent.
To his great surprise the lady frogs looked at him with obvious distaste and all hopped off complaining about his lack of manners.
Rodney rather widhed that the Good Fairy had left him his crown, it might have impressed the denizens of the lily pond and made social contact with
them easier. He could even have ruled them.
It was at this point in his musings that Rodney was approached by the local bully boys and forced onto a lily-pad in a dark little corner and told to
stay there - or else.
Having been made an outcast, Rodney started to have the beginnings of a strange idea. Why had all the frogs disliked him so, and why were even the
flies, his hoped-for food, avoiding him?
Taking a deep breath Rodney peeped over the side of his lily-pad to see his reflection in the water. He could hardly believe his eyes. There,
staring back at him was the ugliest, wartiest little frog imaginable. Rodney gasped. Not only was he now a frog, he was hideous as well.
And none of the others wanted anything to do with him.
From that moment on, Rodney spent his days in a deep depression. It was hard for him to find food and everyone shunned him. He thought bitterly of
his former life and all his many advantages.
He worried that with his disappearance his father would promote his younger brother to Crown Prince and all would be lost. He looked as his gloomy
surroundings and found they matched his mood.
one day a sound shook him out of his usual miserable thoughts. The sound of laughter. Rodney perked up. He jumped off his lily-pad onto the low
branch of a tree and looked for the source of the noise.
Then he saw her. The princess he had always dreamed about. He was so surprised he fell off the tree and into the water, making a huge splash.
As he was hauling himself back onto his lily-pad the princess saw him. To his amazement she smiled. A beautiful smile that looked as if the sun had
dawned on her face.
Rodney croaked a greeting, he still remembered his courtly manners. The princess held out her hand and he jumped onto it. He held his breath as the
princess looked closely at him. He knew the form, if she kissed him he'd turn back into the handsome prince.
Rodney puckered up. The princess laughed delightfully. She started to pay him compliments. He was the dearest, sweetest little creature she'd ever
seen. And wasn't he skinny, why he must be hungry. She'd share her picnic with him.
All this, but no kiss. Rodney acted as gracefully as he could in the circumstances and so enchanted the princess that she began to visit him every
Of course, the other frogs were jealous and teased him the minute she'd gone and made him more miserable than ever. But at least he had his princess
to look forward to. Rodney began to blossom, at least as much as he was able to, being a frog.
The Good Fairy watched Rodney's progress with some amusement. She'd guessed his hope that the princess would kiss him and could hardly contain
herself. As if that would work! It was just and old wives' tale.
No, if Rodney wanted to be the handsome prince again he'd have to mend his ways and she'd turn him back herself.
Meanwhile, Rodney became more besotted with his princess. The only person in his miserable existence who was ever kind to him. In fact she was the
only person in his whole life who'd been kind to him because she liked him. Everyone else was nice because he was the Crown Prince and they were
afraid of him.
Rodney decided that when he was human again he'd marry this princess. Although, if he was brutally honest she did have one enormous fault. She was
too stupid to kiss him.
Some days Rodney planned to make her pay for that after they were married. Other days he was so grateful just to be with her that he forgot about
punishing her. He just enjoyed her company.
One afternoon, she didn't come. Rodney was sitting pining for her when the Good Fairy appeared. Rodney scowled as only an ugly frog can. The Good
Fairy decided to ignore his churlishness. One could expect that from a frog, especially an unwilling one.
'I've decided' she proclaimed 'to make you human again' and she waved her magic wand. Needless to say all the other frogs got a hell of a shock
and vanished beneath the water.
Rodney smirked. Now he'd teach them! The Good Fairy looked closely at him. She realised she'd made an error of judgement, but Rodney was back to
being himself now. So she made herself scarce. She knew Rodney and his moods and didn't want to be on the receiving end of the coming explosion.