Goldilicious

I was putting flowers on the mane of my pet unicorn.

   "Pinkalicious, why are you dropping flowers on the rug?"
   "I'm not dropping flowers. I am getting Goldie ready for the Unicorn Ball," I said, prancing around the room.

   "What unicorn? I don't see any unicorn," said Peter.
   "She's right here and she's not ANY unicorn, she is my unicorn. Her name is Goldilicious, Goldie for short. Oh, Goldie-- you shouldn't have done that on the floor! You know better, just neigh when you need to go to the potty. I'm sorry, Peter, but you are stepping right in it," I said.
   "Mommy! What is Pinkalicious talking about?" whined Peter.
   "Pinkalicious, i's okay to have an imaginary friend, but maybe it's time to put Goldie back in her stall or take her outside the house, where she can run free."
   "Okay, Mommy. Come on, Goldie we know where we aren't wanted," I said, galloping out the door.

Itook Goldie out to perfect her pinkerrific pirouette. Goldie is very graceful and has a wonderful sense of balance. We were thinking of of joining the Majestic Magenta Ballet, but there are only a few extremely special and unique people who can see Goldie, namely, ME!

Goldie is also a pinkatastic roller skater, kite flyer and high jumper. She is very fast. I can never keep up with her. "Goldieeeeeeeeee, wait for me!"

   "Goldie where are you?"
She loves to play hide- and- sick, but she is too quick for me.
As soon as I spot her, she is gone.

   "Oh, you turned into a fairy princess and you are having a tea party. Goldilicious, this is the most delicious cake I have ever had! And where did you ever find this sweet flower nectar?" I asked.
   "Pinkalicious, may I join your tea party?" Peter asked.
   "Pleass, Peter, you are about to sit on Goldie! Be careful," I scolded.
   "Here is a little cinnamon stick for your tea," said Peter.
   "That is a WORM! now you have insulted our host. You better watch out because Goldie will always protect me!" I shouted.

   "Not if I kidnap her and hold her prisoner in the castle tower!"

   "Beware, fare sister, or your golden pet will become broth for my magical cauldron," Peter yelled from the tree house.
   "Don't worry, Goldie, I will rescue you from the Wandering Wizard," I said.
   "Pinkalicious, you must gaze into this crystal ball as I cast a spell," Peter chanted as he threw a ball over the side of the tree house.
   "Abracadabra, abracadin, wizard OUT, pirate IN!"
   "Ahoy, matey, Goldilicoius will never become your treasure! I will make you walk the plank!"
I suddenly realized that Goldilicious was nowhere to be seen.
   "Hey, Peter,where did she go? "
   "Look, she turned into a mermaid!" Peter pointed to Goldilicious.
   "Oh, that is just her dress up outfit. She's not a real mermaid. She is just pretending,"
I told Peter.
  
   "Wow, not only can she float on water, she can float in the air. Goldilicious is flying!" said Peter.
   "Comeback! " I screamed.
   "Will she comeback tomorrow? I'm going to find my lasso. So I can catch her in the morning when I wake up," said Peter.
   "That's if you can find her," I yelled as Peter ran off.
   "Goldie, where did you go? Have you become one with the universe?" 

   "Pinkalicious, it's time to go to bed. Come in now," bellowed voices from the door.
   "Perhaps Goldie is hiding from the mean sorcerers who have come to take me to the dungeon," I said loudly.
   " Pinkalicious, we heard that."
   "Oh, pardon me, I meant Sir Daddy and Lady Mommy, rulers supreme and gracious guardian of the Princess of Pink."
   "NOW!"
   "Okay, okay, okay, I'm going to bed, but I don't know where Goldie is, and she will miss me if I don't pet her good night."
   "Oh, she was here waitng for me all alone!" I said, climbing into bed and closing my eyes.
   "Sweet dreams. See you tomorrow," Mommy and Daddy said, kissing us both good night.