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Long ago, in a land once known as Uribasidonia, there was a sweet young servant named Triccie. She worked for the queen while trying to stop battles with her evil step-sister, Bernadette. Her older sister, who was often called Bern, thought that she was a lot better than her younger sibling but in reality, she wasn't anything wonderful. Bernadette was the meanest, cruelest step sister ever and she always criticized what Triccie did. Triccie was sent a message from the queen early in the morning on Sunday. It said that the queen would be attending a royal ball on Wednesday evening and that she needed Triccie to do her hair. That meant that she had a little under three days to invent a perfect hairstyle for the queen. She enjoyed doing hair so she came up with a wonderful up-do for her. Wednesday afternoon rolled around faster than ever and Triccie had a wonderful hair style in mind. She put a lot of work into the queens hair and finally she was finished. It looked magnificent! She had never seen anything like it before and she thought that she had done the most amazing job. Suddenly, Bernadette flew around the corner and shrieked, "Oh my goodness! That's horrible! Take it out right now! Queen, don't you DARE go to the royal ball like that unless you want to make a complete fool out of yourself!" and she stomped off. Triccie didn't know what to do. She started to weep as she slowly took out the queen's hair pins. All of those hours of planning, gone. And all of the time she put into making sure that everything would run smoothly, gone! Triccie didn't know what to do. She was overwhelmed with unhappiness and her confidence was shattered. She decided that she would never do hair again. But unfortunately, she would have to. She was being ordered to do Bernadette's hair for a night out with her friends. What was Triccie going to do?!! Not only was she going to have to do someones hair, but she was going to have to do the hair that belonged to the person that loathed her the most. But she did what she needed to do. She whipped up Bernadette's hair, trying her hardest to make everything perfect and was surprised when Bernadette replied by saying that she hated it. Bernadette starting yelling and started to put Triccie down and finally she couldn't take it anymore! So she whipped out her hairspray and sprayed it all over Bernadette. Once it started to dry and harden, Bernadettes mouth got sealed together and she couldn't talk. Triccie was ecstatic and walked out happily. "Thank goodness," Triccie sighed. "That should hold her until she realizes that it washes off in the shower."