Once upon a time in a land far away called Gladion, there was a princess named Rachel. But this princess wasn't like other princesses.

She wasn't mean or cruel, but she was lazy and not out going. Most of her time she would go shopping or get a pedicure at the royal spa. She didn't like mud and she always followed rules. She would rather ask the maid to get her a cupcake than bake one.

Can you please get me a cupcake?

Yes, your highness.

She also had two sisters. One of them was the complete opposite of her. Her name was Sarah. She was very adventurous... a little too adventurous though. She'd always sneak out and she didn't care about getting dirty. She also liked hard work.

Princess Sarah, for the 7th time, you are not to roam outside the castle grounds unless its for a occasion.

Her other sister name was Rosie. She was very kind and loved to help others. Sometimes she'd take it too far, but she also followed rules.

Here, let me help you with that heavy box.

Thank you.

That night, the sisters were talking about the up coming festival that was coming in five days. "I'm so excited! I wonder what dress I'm going to wear. I'm choosing between my pink one or my yellow one." said Rosie. "Yeah, I can't wait. Hey Rachel, how are you with well, being in charge of the festival"? asked Sarah. 

Rachel was surprised when she heard Sarah say that. "Well, I would love to be in charge of the festival, but dad is going to. Why did you ask?" "Well, the truth is dad decided that its my turn to be in charge since I am the oldest." explained Sarah.

"Then why do you want Rachel to do it?" asked Rosie. "I'm not into being in charge of the festival, so I thought someone bossier like Rachel could do it." said Sarah. "Hey, I'm not bossy!" shouted Rachel. "Its kind of true, but still its not a nice thing to say Sarah." said Rosie. "She can't even survive without the maids for one day." said Sarah.

Rachel and Sarah continued arguing, until the fight began to lower down. They were still mad at each other, so they both left in a huff leaving Rosie standing in the big, now empty room. "Well that could have gone worse." said Rosie.

Hmpf!

Hmpf!

Oh boy.

Rachel lied down on her bed still angry. "That Sarah. Sometimes, I just can't stand her. What does she know about being brave?" Rachel continued to say her thoughts out loud, until she began to feel sleepy. After a yawn, she closed her eyes and fell right to sleep

The next day, Rachel and Rosie went outside to pick some flowers to decorate with for the festival. Rosie knew the best spots for the most beautiful flowers. "Rosie these flowers are great! You can pick the best flowers better than Sarah." Rosie smiled, but Rachel knew that she didn't like the compliment that much.

Rachel just pushed the thought out of her mind and kept on picking flowers. A pretty fellow flower caught her eye. She bent down, careful to not get any dirt on her dress to sniff it, until....

A little menacing looking goblin jumped out of the flowers. That made Rachel jump and she fell. Luckily, Rosie caught her just in time before she fell on he ground getting her dress dirty. Rachel hated goblins. She feared them more than dirt. She would rather give away her prettiest dresses than stay in a room with a goblin for one day. Not even for a minute!

They called a guard over. Even Sarah came. The guard inspected the place where the goblin was at. The guard came back to them. "The goblins gone. For now I think. But not too long ago, the Queen spotted a goblin in the kitchen. We think its the work of Zara the sorceress. She might want to ruin the festival. Tell us if you see any more strange sightings, ok?" The girls nodded.

After the guard left, the girls started talking. "I can't bear to think the festival might close. I didn't even finished deciding what I should wear." said Rosie. "Well you can worry about that, but I think we should do something about this." said Sarah.

"Are you crazy Sarah? If we get involved in this, there might be more goblins. Who knows what naughty magic they might have." said Rachel. "Well if you don't want to do it, then Rosie can help. What do you say Rosie?" said Sarah. "Well, we would break a lot of rules, but we do have to help the festival...."

Rachel knew that Rosie was getting convinced, so she had to do something. "Nobody's going anywhere. Everything will be fine. The guards can handle this. End of discussion". said Rachel. "But we have to..." "End of discussion!" Rachel couldn't believe that she just did that.

"Well if that's what you want, then ok." That's all that Sarah said and then she left. "That was a mean thing to do. Sure, we can't do anything about it, but that doesn't mean you should just shout at her." said Rosie. And with that, she left too. Rachel felt bad. With nothing else to do, she left the garden.

Rachel didn't talk to Sarah nor Rosie for the rest of the day. That night, Rachel was not sleeping. She secretly went to the royal living room and was thinking there. "I didn't mean to shout at Sarah. I never shout at her. But why did I do it this time?" she thought to herself.

Suddenly, her dad came in. "Hi Rachel. You're supposed to be in your room right now. What's the matter?" he asked. "Well, I shouted at Sarah to just tell her that she's not going anywhere. She wants to help solve the problem with the goblins and Zara stuff."

"Hmm, I see. You know how your sister is. You were just trying to protect her." "Yeah I was. What if she tries to actually do it? She always sneaks out." "Don't worry. The guards will guard her. Just focus on preparing for the festival."

Crash!

"What was that noise?" exclaimed Rachel. One of the guards came in the room. "Your majesty, your daughter Sarah has snuck out and a goblin is in the queens room." "Oh no. I knew this would happen. Get a guard to check on the Queen and I'll check go find Sarah. Rachel was worried, so she went to Rosie's room.

She knocked on the door. Luckily, Rosie was awake so she answered. "Come in." Rachel came into Rosie's room. "Rosie, you're not gonna believe what ha..... what are you doing with that ridiculous looking bag?" Rosie was quiet. Then she said, "This is not a bag." "Uh...yes it is. Thats a traveling bag. I'd know it from anywhere. Its one of the ones that do not look good and...."