They turned to see, floating in the nothingness, the King of Nothing, grinning maniacally at them.
“I know you…” said the Prince.
“I’m your father, you nitwit. You’re the Prince of Nothing.”
“I’m going home, you coming, Prince?”
“Yeah. What’s your name, by the way?”
“I should’ve guessed.”
It was a daring and dangerous escape. Seriously, you should have been there. Truly spectacular. Even the Prince helped!
Once they got out of the dungeon, they found that they were, quite literally, nowhere.
“That’s what happens when you cross the Bridge to Nowhere,” said a mysterious voice.
They put her in a cell with that loser, Prince Charming, who she’d come to rescue.
Before the irony became too much to bear, she said, “hand me that spoon.”
“What are you doing?”
“I’ll use that spoon to reflect that beam of sunlight onto that pile of straw.”
“Before you can cross the Bridge to Nowhere, you must choose a destination!”
She would have to make her choice soon, lest her Prince Charming die in the clutches of the evil Fly-Dragon.
“For my destination, I choose… The Other Side!”
The keeper paused momentarily.
“You may pass.”