A Royal Crown for the Sovereign

That shiny metallic foil candy wrapper was shimmering insolently on the dark coffee table lacquer! Heh-heh! I stomped across the tabletop, swept my cape behind me, and grabbed the crinkled golden foil with both claws. The stubborn sheet tried to spring flat, but I twisted its jagged edges, curling them tight into an ornate, spiky ring. Refusing to let my head remain unadorned, I jammed the golden circlet right down between my ears over my white mohawk! Clink-crinkle! It pinched into place like an imperial crown, reflecting the afternoon light straight into the room's gaze. Bow before your glitter-crowned phantom!