Lieselotte, still in bed, was snoring softly, feeling the warmth of her mattress, the softness of her bedsheets, still exhausted from...

everything.

Such was the life of a Magical Fairy Prinzessin Girl.

Finally, she woke up, stretching her limbs and yawning softly. She got out of bed, looking at herself in the mirror. Her blonde hair was long and unkempt, her blue eyes had bags under them. If she took better care of herself, she'd be pretty, she felt. And she wanted that. She wanted to be pretty more than anything. Cute, girly stuff appealed to her...it's just that she was too sad and lazy to do anything about it.