Aurora stoods in front of her vanity. She reached to grab her watermelon-pink lip gloss. Cinderella had the same one, but Snow White wore only red lipstick. Of course, this would be an outrage in any other circumstance, but red lipstick was an important part of Snow’s story. Aurora knew that, however bizarre it may seem, all three of them were no longer legally obligated to wear their respective lip colors. However, Aurora would never dream of changing her watermelon-pink lip gloss.

Aurora glided over to the other side of her dormitory to her wardrobe. Inside were an assortment of dresses and an untouched pair of simple white pants. Yet another reminder of the new decrees that so confused Aurora. Aurora shut the wardrobe with unnecessary force.

At dinner, Aurora sat silently with her fellow teachers. Snow White and Cinderella were on dining hall supervisor duty, so Aurora was the only elder teacher in attendance. Reprimanding the sense of awkwardness that she was feeling, Aurora excused herself for the washroom.

After lingering in the washroom for two minutes, Aurora walked slowly back to the teacher's lounge. She stopped abruptly when she heard loud chatter and laughing coming from the room. Quickly glancing around the deserted hallway, Aurora pressed her ear against the closed door. 

Uncontrolled laughter filled her ears. Aurora bursted into the room in a fit of anger. Then, Aurora remembers that she, as a princess, may not have a temper. Aurora takes a deep breath and opens her eyes.

Princess Tiana, the Culinary Arts teacher, held a hairbrush in midair as Princess Pocahontas, who was the Writing Your Happily Ever After teacher, sported a positively un-princess-like hairstyle. Queen Anna was out of her seat, frozen in the middle of acting out some sort of absurd dance. Princess Moana, the nature powers tutor, held a fork of pasta halfway to her mouth. Aurora had never liked Princess Moana.

To Aurora’s relief, Queen Ariel remained solely princess-like, her back to the obnoxious princesses, drinking her orange juice daintily.

“What,” Aurora said in a dangerously soft voice. “is going on here?”

“I tried to tell them,” said Queen Ariel. “I really did! Princesses are not to-”

“Thank you Queen Ariel. You are excused.” Queen Ariel curtsies to Aurora as she sweeps from the room. 

To Aurora's dismay, she could not think of one thing that the princesses were doing wrong, according to the new policy anyways.

Aurora stood speechless as each and every princess curtsied and left the room. The nerve of those teachers. Quietly chatting was one thing, but laughing? Out loud? While eating? It’s so rude and obnoxious! And changing one’s story was positively preposterous! Aurora couldn't understand the new laws.