A GRIM FAIRY TALE

Brangelina Cling To The Fairytale That Is Them

By Elizabeth C.

ONCE THERE WAS A BEAUTIFUL COUPLE NAMED BRANGELINA.

They shared a name because neither was as important in the world without the other. They completed either other like peanut butter and jelly; like salt and pepper.

But dark forces conspired against them: age was approaching. And paparazzi were stealing forbidden glances inside their kingdom.

And what they found was shocking!: The perfect whole was a fraud! The couple fought like cats and dogs! Their breath smelled in the morning! And their feral children played with knives and ate candy at every meal.

And the frightened beautiful couple felt their magic disappearing. "What do we do?" they cried! And they gnashed their teeth and pleaded with the fates to let them keep their magical powers for just a little longer.

Then they devised a plan! “I know,” they shouted in unison! (Because they were actually one.) And they decided to make a very public showing of their love, and to introduce the world to the newest fruits of their loins. Because isn’t that what made them powerful in the first place?

And so they took their feral children on a grand tour of Paris so that the commoners could see that they were still in charge, still in love, still held the magic.

Because they knew that if they stopped pretending, that they would become ordinary, and then the commoners bestow their besotted love on a different fairytale.

And for as long as they could have it, they wanted the magic. For life without it would be unbearably common. Almost like inevitable death.