A random story i wrote when i got bored just like i am now

Once upon a time, in a kingdom long, long ago—
Oh, whatever.
I’ll stop with the “fairy tale” talk.
Here’s the deal:
There was a gorgeous, radiant, dazzling princess named Alexandria Belinda Cassandra, or ABC for short. How shall I describe her sheer loveliness? Her beautiful golden curls…they glimmered and sparkled and shone, her magnificent emerald eyes were like the most precious stones in the universe. Her petite figure was always perfectly poised, back straight as an arrow, rose pink lips in the faintest of smiles.
There was only one teensy tiny problem with her.
She was the biggest, baddest brat in the kingdom.
She liked the scare the maids and steal their wages, promising to fire them if they told. She liked to frighten the stable boys into starving the horses to death. She liked to threaten the knights and force them to lose their tournaments to embarrass themselves. She loved to watch others suffer, even cute animals like the cat she received for her seventh birthday.
The people guarding the gate found it in the moat not even a week later, drowned and thoroughly dead. It could have been an accident, but the princess’s usually closed window was mysteriously and mysteriously open that day…
When the princess came of age suitors far—and ONLY far—came in flocks, begging for her hand in marriage (the princes in kingdoms near hers had heard of her horridness). She scared away almost every one of them. Except one.
It was a sunny day when Prince Terrence Michael Oliver came. He, unfortunately, wasn’t exactly the “dream prince.” His hair was messy and dirty, eyes small and squinty…He was so ugly even the flies couldn’t stand to be near him. And he certainly wasn’t smart or good at jousting or nice. He too scared the maids, frightened the stable boys, and threatened the knights. But, alas, he took this even one step further: he bullied his parents, the king and queen and the kingdom was practically run by Prince Terrence Michael Oliver, or TMO for short.
The banquet went well, the prince buttering up the king and queen so much they practically fell in love with him.
That night the queen and king talked with the princess.
“He’s so charming!” the queen and king said.
“He’s ugly.” the princess sneered.
The king and queen looked at each other, paused, and then went on, “Honey, this may come as a shock to you but you’re not a real princess.” They then went on to explain how their daughter, Flora, who was the REAL princess, and ABC were intentionally switched as birth so Flora could grow up un-pampered and in a good surrounding so she would know the conditions of the people and therefore run the kingdom much better. TMO and the REAL prince, Alexander, had been switched for the same reason too. Flora and Alexander’s marriage had been arranged at birth and so was ABC and TMOs’.
The “princess” was horrified.
When ABC and TMO were married so were Princess Flora and Prince Alexander. Flora was plain, ABC thought. Straight mousy brown hair, bland brown eyes. However, to the real prince, who was handsome beyond handsome, Flora’s inner kindness shone out. Flora really WAS lovely…her warm brown eyes practically glowed with kindness.
ABC and TMO lived in a small village for the rest of their lives, sour and rotten to the core. They were given nicknames by the townspeople: A Big Canker and The Mean One.
Flora and Alexander would have lived happily ever after but Alexander died not long after the wedding.
But, hey, that’s how life works. You don’t always get the “happily ever after,” which is precisely why there wasn’t much of a “once upon a time” to this story either.