Can you come up with a creative addition OR ending for this story?(This is just for fun, not homework!)?

Lady Minerva was fuming mad!!! Since she had broken off her engagement to Lord Bigley, she had been getting a rather COOL reception from many!!

She knew that EVERYONE loved a Masquarade Ball so decided to throw one. She would request that people come as who they would LIKE to be!! This was going to be fun.

Lady M. spent all week putting together her costume. Once assembled, she was certain that she would stun everyone with her brilliant fashion sense.

Lord Bigley, quite astounded that he had received an invitation, was also assembling an outfit that would dazzle the other party goers.

Among those on the list, were Raooooooooooul the Latin playboy, James Arness – the honorable hunk who lived in a nearby village, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAnd,

a Miss Sunshine MacGillicutty……The Village Romance Writer……. Who pretended to be , The Villlage Idiot….. There were many townsfolk who believed that this was NO pretense!!

Well…..The big day finally arrived!!!!! The carriages bringing the guests began pulling up in front of the grand ballroom, much like the evening of the Oscars. Each time someone emerged from a vehicle, the crowd went wild.

First to arrive was Lord Bigley. Although dressed somberly as Abraham Lincoln, he was a difinite crowd pleaser:

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Next to arrive was Raoooooooooooooooul. The gorgeous Latin lover was advised by his agent to come as himself. The ladies in the crowd screamed their approval:

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James Arness then stepped onto the carpet. He had searched through the lots at Warner Brothers Studios to come up with HIS outfit. (All you older readers will grasp the significance of this get-up!!!!!!! Yep!! That’s REALLY Jamie!!)

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The 6’7′ James caused a minor riot when he started growling and ran into the crowd. He was soon sedated and rendered harmless.

All at once there was a huge commotion. Three biker dudes tried to crash the party. James Arness looked at them and growled………..They haven’t been seen since!!

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Following on the heels of all this excitement, Sunshine MacGillicutty arrived, dressed as a “Dizzy Blond.”

She wanted desperately to make a good impression on Mr. Arness…..She was madly in love with him and had waited a long time to get close to him. Unfortunately, while getting out of the carriage, she tripped and fell flat on her face. She was semi-conscious for the rest of the evening. Talk about your Village Idiot!!http://www.flickr.com/photos/violentz/349908274/

At last it was time for Lady Minerva to make her GRAND appearance. Her carriage pulled up. The crowd started chanting: “LADY M !! LADY M !!”

Lady M. KNEW how to work a crowd!!!

At last she emerged. Ever the drama queen, she didn’t merely walk down the red carpet. She DANCED!!!!!!!!!!

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THE EVENTS THAT FOLLOWED WILL BE PRESENTED IN THE NEXT QUESTION YOU POST!

After the invitations were sent, she began to wonder what her costume would be. After all, the parties she had attended in the past, she was sure anything she had in her 20 closets, had already been seen. 6 Days went by and she still could not come up with anything. Then on Saturday, the night before the ball she had the unpleasant task of having to do the weekly marketing. This was not her job, but the house maid was ill and could not go. Not wanting to be recognized at the market, she dressed up in the house maids clothes. As she entered the market, she was faced with two of the town’s most prominent ladies. She felt the perspiration ease onto her brow, she looked for an escape, however it was too late for that. They were in her immediate area and she knew she could not avoid them. With her mind searching for excuses she was taken aback when they strolled past her without uttering a word. As they were leaving, she overheard one say to the other, ” Do we have a new housemaid in town”?

The whole kingdom was a-twitter with excitement! The demand for material and finery was overwhelming the local shops.

On the night of the ball, the crowd gathered in Lady Minerva’s ballroom. The orchestra played waltzes, tarantellas, and gavottes, and costumed ladies and lords danced to the music’s gay tempo.

As expected, there were many celebrity look-alikes. Many men, wanting to look dashing and masculine to impress the ladies, dressed as Napolean Bonaparte. Some came as Henry VIII, others as Czar Nicholas I. A few of the less creative men threw on a sheet and wreath and came as Julius Caesar.

Women favored more elaborate costumes. There were several Marie Antoinettes. Some of the more progressive women dressed as Joan of Arc or Queen Elizabeth I. Many of the revelers were masked, so that it was impossible to tell who they were in real life.

One crazy man, who insisted his name was Raoul, kept changing costumes and running in with different outfits on. In many cases, the party guests had no IDEA who he was referring to. At one point, he ran in with a beret and a trumpet and claimed he was someone named Dizzy Gillespie. Later, he had on a long coat, carried many books, and said he was Melville Dewey.

At the climax of the party, many began to realize that they had yet to see Lady Minerva. What could have happened to their hostess? Speculation reached fever-pitch as to what she would be wearing when she appeared. All the party guests were sure that hers would be the finest, most elaborate costume at the ball.

Promptly at midnight, as the wine and mead was having its maximum effect on the crowd, the carriage doors at the far end of the ballroom flung open. The clip-clop of a lone, white horse was heard. The music stopped and all the guests turned to see who had entered. It was Lady Minerva, dressed (or rather, not dressed) as Lady Godiva! She had obtained a wig of flowing, blonde hair, which was the only thing that adorned her voluptuous body!

Women stared in amazement, and men stared in rapture as the mare slowly, languorously carried the gorgeous Lady Minerva in amongst the crowd.

Just as she dismounted her mare, to make her seductive stroll through the crowd, however, out of nowhere that crazy Raoul came running in in a long coat, a curly blonde wig, and a bulb horn, as someone he later said was Harpo Marx. He began chasing Lady Minerva. She became afraid that he would attack her (She was right! He would!) and so she ran as fast as she could up the grand stairway and locked herself into her bedchamber to escape this crazy guest.

The party disintegrated after that. Raoul as Harpo was difficult to control. He kept running after the prettiest of the female guests, honking his bulb horn and trying to grab and fondle them. Lady Minerva was too unnerved to leave her room. It was the last masquerade ball that anyone in the kingdom attempted, and certainly the last party that Raoul was EVER invited to attend.

because everybody came dressed as Lord Bigley knowing that she would not be likely to try courting them.