Even though she was already in third grade, Ali had never really grown out of her picky eater phase. Back in America, whenever her mother made vegetables, she would always turn up her nose and would have to be coaxed into taking even a single bite. Here, though, there were no vegetables; in fact, almost all of the food that Ali had eaten since arriving here were sweets. Pastries, cookies, ice cream, candy, you name it. And instead of being punished for eating too many sweets, her mother was actually encouraging her! It was like a dream come true. Ali didn't really understand the details, but as long as it meant she gets to keep eating whatever she wants, she didn't care.
With a stick of cotton candy in one hand and a glazed doughnut in the other, Ali looked over at her older sister Alexis, who had just unbuttoned her pants to make more room for the three extra pastries that their mother had just put in front of her. Alexis looked stuffed to the brim. She'd always been on the chubby side, and she certainly wasn't known for saying "no" to food, but right now she looked like she didn't want to take another bite. Even so, Alexis took a gulp of soda, belched softly, and tentatively took a bite of the next pastry.
"Mommy, why does Alexis get more food and I don't?" she whined, her words a bit muffled by the food in her mouth.
"Because she's the princess. She has to be ready for her coronation next month," her mother explained patiently. "Besides, you still have plenty of food on your plate.
"But-" she starts to say before she's interrupted by a burp.
Her mother sighed. "Okay, if you finish all the food you have before we get to the castle, you can have some more sweets. Okay?"
"Okay!" Satisfied, Ali went back to happily glutting herself on all of the food.
By the time they arrived at the castle, Ali had managed to not only finish the cookie platter, but had even scarfed down one of the cakes her mother had given to Alexis. Both girls were so stuffed with junk food by now that the only thing they wanted to do was lie down for a bit, but they knew they had to make a good first impression.
Once they arrive at the castle, they are greeted by...
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