The Princess and the Butterfly – Cookies for Breakfast

There was a little girl named Amasia Hollins. Amasia lived in a castle on a hill with her Mom & Pop who were Elite dignitaries in the land of Purpose-ville.

Her parents were a busy couple, going about the business of helping others in the city of Purpose-ville.  Amasia, as an only child, often found herself alone and with lots of idle time. Time to get into mischief that she considered fun. 

The elders of the community found concern with her idle busy-ness and thought it best to grant her a guardian to watch over and protect her. 

“We should grant her the Guardian Butterfly” the eldest spoke amongst the group. “To give her company and guidance” 

“Agreed” the elders said together.

On that day the Guardian Butterfly was crafted. Made up of foresight, power, patience and wisdom. Unbeknown to Amasia the power the butterfly-friend had; and it was given to Amasia on her 5th birthday. 

This began the Adventures of the Princess and the Butterfly. 

Once upon a time in the land of Purpose-ville, the village was quiet and all were sleeping. All except for Princess Amasia woke up to the sun beaming through her window. 

“I’m hungry” she said aloud

“What can I find to eat? 

In the far corner of the room a yawn was heard. “I am not sure Princess Amasia” “I do not get hungry.” the butterfly responded

“You don’t get hungry? Princess Amasia laughed

Just then Amasia could hear a truck pulling up and looked out the window. 

“It’s the bakery truck” she exploded with excitement” 

There must be plenty to eat in there.” She said sliding into her slippers and running down the stairs. 

“But you haven’t eaten breakfast yet”

The butterfly called out. 

The princess ignored his call, running down the stairs and jumping  into the back of the truck. Overly excited about all the cakes and cookies.  

The Butterfly flew closely behind her, to find Princess Amasia filling her hands with as many cookies as she could.

Stuffing her mouth just as quickly as she could get them in her hand. 

Suddenly she heard the door of the truck close shut.

“Oh No!” She whispered as the truck began to take off with them locked in the back. 

“What will we do?” The princess cried softly. 

“And now my tummy is starting to hurt” 

The Butterfly moaned “Because you ate too much sugar and now we are stuck in this truck!” 

The truck finally came to a stop and the butterfly flew out the small window to see how far they had gone. 

Quickly climb through the window Princess and we can run back home. We are not too far. The butterfly cried out. 

“But my stomach hurts too much to move,” the princess moaned. “You must move fast before they come back. 

“Ohhhh” the Princess moaned again. “I’m coming” as she wiggled out the small window and dropped to the ground onto the dusty pebbled road. Getting her 

The drivers got back into the truck and drove off.

“We have quite a bit of a walk home Princess” let’s get started. 

Do you know the way? The Princess asked, holding her stomach?

“Of course” 

“ I’m never eating cookies for breakfast again!” The princess Groaned holding her stomach as they walked back up the pebbled road home.