“Gone. Vanished. Poof.” Lili pointed to the window. Below, the palace kitchen was silent. No clanking pots, no smell of cinnamon toast. Just a single frying pan lying in the courtyard, wobbling in the wind.
“Cary,” Lili whispered, poking her sister’s cheek. “Cary, wake up. The royal chef is gone.”
“We’ll make it ourselves,” Cary declared, jumping out of bed. Her nightgown had a map of the stars on it, and one sleeve was inside out. Lili And Cary Two Princess Playful Part 3
“Tomorrow, let’s teach the royal chickens to dance the waltz.”
The pot erupted .
“Bubbles?” Lili tilted her head. “In gumbo?”
Cary’s eyes flew open. “Gone? Like… gone-gone? Or gone to find the perfect strawberry gone?” “Gone
The two princesses hugged each other, sticky and covered in foam.
Chef Marcel sniffed. He frowned. He took a tiny sip. Below, the palace kitchen was silent
Lili scooped a spoonful of the bubble-gumbo and held it out. “Taste it.”