Happy Valentine’s Day from the Ever Afters!

Happy Valentine’s Day, you guys! I put together an extremely festive photostory to celebrate, starring my Ever After High dolls!

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I adjusted the daisies, plumping up their fresh white petals. Everything — including the flowers — needed to be perfect for the Valentine’s Day party I was hosting for my friends.

There was a knock at the door. My friends were here! I rushed to let them in.

“Hey, Cupid!” they exclaimed together.

Briar Beauty, whose mother was the legendary Sleeping Beauty, waved a ginormous heart-shaped lollipop at me. “Happy Valentine’s Day!” she grinned.

I beamed at them and stepped aside to let them in.

Avery Ella, daughter of Cinderella, was holding a huge red paper heart. It read:

CUPID

Happy Valentine’s Day

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The second they’d put their things down, I tackled each of them in an excited hug. “You guys are here!” I squealed, bouncing up and down.

“Yup,” Bri agreed, un-peeling herself from my hug. “Let’s get this party started!”

I showed my friends to the treats table and pointed at the main attraction: giant Hershey Kisses. “Try one!” I urged, grabbing one and rubbing it lovingly against my cheek.

Bri selected one and folded down the silver wrapper. She nibbled on the chocolate. “Mmm!”

Avery picked up a large cup filled with bright pink punch. She took a sip, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and announced, “Wow, Cupid, you’ve really outdone yourself! This place looks ama-a-a-zing!”

We gazed around the pink heart-coated room, and my cheeks flushed from pride.

“It was nothing,” I said, though I was secretly overjoyed that my friends had complimented my work.

“Seriously, this place is awesome,” Bri told me. She took another greedy bite of her chocolate. “I wouldn’t have had to patience to decorate it all!” Then she spotted something on the other side of the room, shot off toward it as fast as she could in her high heels, and said, “Ooh, look at that!”

Avery and I shared a look and giggled.

“Bri! Get back over here,” I called. With a dramatic flourish, I waved my arms at the vases of flowers I had been working on earlier. “I got you guys valentines!”

Briar zoomed back over. “Ooh!” She reached out and touched the petals of a fuchsia tulip.

I’d bought flowers for my friends at the local flower shop. Daisies for Avery, tulips for Bri.

Bri picked up the Valentine’s Day card that was addressed to her. “Thanks, Cupid,” she smiled.

Avery stroked her flower’s petals, covering her mouth with her hands. There were tears in the corners of her large green eyes. She tended to get emotional over even the smallest things.

Suddenly, Bri cried, “Photo booth!” She grabbed my arm and Avery’s and dragged us over to the photo booth that I had set up.

We squished onto the oversize mailboxes and struck poses.

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Anyone notice how there were less words captioning each picture than normal? In photostories, I usually accompany each picture with several paragraphs. This time, I decided to do something different: more photos, less text.

I want your opinion. In the future, would you rather see photostories with more pictures, less text, or the normal — more text, less pictures? Tell me in the comments.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

-Loren