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Two small children jumped on their plush beds as they threw pillows at each other, their giggles vibrating around the room. The door opened, but the playing did not stop.
“I thought I told you two rascals that it was bedtime.” The man laughed as he entered the room and tried to get the two kids to calm down.
“Uncle! Tell us a story!” The little girl begged as she leapt off the bed and pulled on the man’s sleeve, her large eyes made him give in quickly, and he let out a sigh as he scratched the back of his neck.
“Fine, I know one. But you have to be still, no more jumping on the bed.” He reasoned, and the two kids nodded and quickly got into their beds and under the blanket’s covers, getting comfortable and looking to him.
“Tell us, please!” They said in unison, and the man pulled up a chair between the two.
The man didn’t need a book, he knew this tale by heart.
“Once upon a time, there lived a King and his fair Queen. Many years had they longed for a child, and finally, their wish was granted. A daughter was born, and they called her Aruna. They named her after the dawn, for she filled their lives with sunshine.”
“Was she beautiful?” The young boy asked as he cuddled one of his many stuffed animals.
“The most beautiful.”
“Was she strong?” The little girl asked with fire in her eyes.
“I hear she had a pretty good right hook… now shush if you want to hear the rest.” He teased the kids, and they both zipped their lips and waited for their favourite uncle to continue the story.
“Then a great holiday was proclaimed throughout the kingdom so that all of high or low estate might pay homage to the infant princess. And our story begins on that most joyful day.”
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Joy and music filled the capital, people from all corners came to the kingdom, the streets filled with the many colourful banners of different households and the men and women in taverns gave cheers to the little princess.
Thus, on this great and joyous day, did all the kingdom celebrate the long-awaited royal birth. And the good King Nadir and his Queen Sabina made welcome their lifelong friend.
“Their Royal highness’s, King Enji, Queen Rei and Prince Shouto!” The royal announcer’s voice bounced off the grand halls as a large, towering man with bright red hair and matching locks walked into the hall. He was followed by his reserved wife with hair as white as snow who carried their young toddler with bi-coloured hair and curious heterochromatic eyes.
Fondly had these monarchs dreamed one day their kingdoms to unite.
The two men shared a friendly handshake, and Enji clapped his friend on the back, hitting him harder than he intended, but the good King Nadir just laughed it off and asked if they had a pleasant journey.
“Any news from those barbarians?”
“Now, Now Enji, they are not as bad as they seem, they’re a fascinating people and very intelligent. They would be good allies to have. Their dragon warriors are second to none.” The King tried to explain but long time friend who sneered at the very idea of working with the foreign people.
“ All I know is that their leader is terrifying and completely unladylike, and apparently they have a little prince of their own,” Enji warned his friend, and the good King just chuckled and told him not to worry so much.
“I sent them an invitation, but we haven’t seen any of the dragon tribe.” He said, even looking around the room to see if they had somehow missed their announcement.
“Good, hopefully, it will stay that way.” King Enji scoffed, and the new father just shook his head, not letting his untrusting friend ruin this happy day.
Queen Rei placed her son on the floor and gestured for him to bow to the King and Queen, who smiled at him kindly as he did a clumsy bow. The white-haired Queen curtsied to the majesties of the land, and they smiled and welcomed her, glad they had both been able to make the long journey with their son.
Thus, today would they announce that Shouto, Enji’s youngest son and heir, to The King’s child would be betrothed.
Queen Rei held her young two-year-olds hand as they approached the small basket where the little princess lay. The Queen Rei lifted him on to her hip so he could look into the crib, and Queen Sabina joined them.
And so to her, his gift he brought. And looked unknowing on his future bride.
The little princess reached out and seemed to be waving at the strangers, causing the women to coo over how adorable she was while Shouto tilted his head, slightly confused by the tiny princess.
Light shined down on the grand hall, and three figures started to take form as they floated down.
“Their most honoured and exalted excellencies’, the three good fairies!” The announcer’s voice boomed through the hall.
“ Mistress Momo!” The black-haired fairy in a dress with red and pinks smiled and waved politely at the crowd.
“Mistress Ochako!” The blue fairy skipped across the hall once she landed and gave a bright smile, her natural pink cheeks giving her a youthful look.
“ Mister Izuku!” The freckled fairy in all green garb landed on the polished marble and looked a little nervous as he fiddled with his wand, muttering about what kind of gift he could give, there were so many options, and Izuku could only give one, and he hoped it would be enough.
The blue fairy held his hand to try and snap him out it, but he only blushed and looked like he passed out for a moment before Momo told them both to ‘please behave.’
The three used their little wings and glided over to the crib to get their first look at the little princess. They all cooed and gushed as they admired the innocent babe.
“The little darling.” Momo gushed and wished the little princess could remain small forever.
“She’s so tiny! Look at her little fingers.” Ochako reached in, and the baby held on of the fairy’s fingers, giggling as she did so.
“She’ll be an adult before we know it. Human lives seem to move so quickly.” Izuku pointed out.
The three fairies then went to pay their respects to the good King and Queen.
“Your majesties.” They all said together as they gave a respectful bow, and the King and Queen asked them to rise for they were friends.
“Each of us may bless the child with a single gift, no more and no less,” Momo told them and then approached the crib to give her gift, bringing out her wand and taking a breath.
“Little Princess, my gift shall be the gift of beauty. ”
The red fairy waved her wand up above the crib, and glittery fogs of pinks floated around the two, and a chorus seemed to come to life.
One gift, beauty rare
Raven locks that flow and shine
Skin blessed and loved by the sun
Lips that shame the red, red rose
She’ll walk with springtime where ever she goes
Momo finished her spell and smiled kindly at the girl as she backed away, and her friend and fellow fairy stepped up.
“Tiny princess, my gift shall be the gift of song,” Ochako said with glee as she gazed down at the newborn whose large eyes were trained on the movement of her wand. A haze of light blue smoke with specks of glittery stars appeared above the crib, and a chorus sang out again.
One gift, the gift of song
Melody her whole life long
The nightingale’s her troubadour
Bringing his sweet serenade to her door
The spell ended, and the sparkles fell into the crib and dissipated into thin air, but that didn’t stop the small baby from trying to grab the magic in her hands.
Ochako giggled at the sight and then dragged Izuku over so he could give his gift. The nervous green fairy took a deep breath and finally decided what his gift to the child would be.
“Sweet Princess, my gift shall be-”
The last fairy was interrupted, and a foul wind blew through the door and lighting struck in the middle of the courtyard, a green flamed formed, and the crowd all gasped in fright.
Out of the menacing green flames, a person was revealed, menacing gold eyes looked over the crowd, and a mask was on his face in the shape of a terrifying beak, a long sceptre in his hand. He wore a black suit with a long jacket that had dark purple fur trim and gloves. He would have been considered handsome, but his gold yes were drenched in disgust, and malicious intent oozed from his very presence.
“Overhaul!” The King shouted as he stepped in front of his Queen and daughter, as if to hide them from the menace’s gaze.
“What does he want here?” Ochako asked Momo as she glared at the intruder, and the red fairy shushed her.
“Well, quite a glittering assemblage, King Nadir. Royalty, nobility, the gentry, and.. Oh.. hoe quaint. Even the rabble.” Overhaul commented as he eyed the small fairies who looked no older than teenagers. Ochako leapt forward as if to fight, but Momo and Izuku held her back.
“I really felt quite distressed at not receiving an invitation.” He sighed as dusted off the dirt that didn’t appear to exist off his coat and coughed slightly.
“You weren’t wanted.” Ochako sneered, wishing her two friends would let her give Overhaul a piece of her mind.
“Not want-… Well then, what an awkward situation. I had hoped it was merely due to some oversight. Well, in that event, I’d best be on my way.” Overhaul decided, seemingly done with the whole ordeal.
The King had a terrifying glare on his face and was about to say something, but his queen laid her hand on his forearm t try and calm him down. Hoping to salvage the situation.
“We hope that you’re not offended, Your Excellency?” The beautiful queen asked, using her diplomatic tone.
“Why, no Your Majesty.” The way Overhaul said 'Majesty’ felt dirty as if he was taunting her.
“And to show I bear no ill will, I too shall bestow a gift on the child.” He declared as he stepped forward, his black sceptre clicking on the ground with each step.
Overhaul looked over at the cradle where the little princess laid, and the three fairies were quick to stand in front of it. He smirked at the action though no one could see it beneath his mask.
“Listen well, all of you!” He proclaimed as he lifted his arms and then slammed his sceptre to the marble floor, the sound echoing around the room.
“The princess shall indeed grow in grace and beauty, beloved by all who know her. But, before the sun sets on her 18th birthday, she shall prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning well and die!” He cursed the innocent child.
Overhauls magic gave a vision of a grown but still young princess Aruna, lying dead on a marble slate, a coffin.
The Queen let out a cry and rushed to hold her child, keeping the little princess close to her chest as if her arms could protect the little princess from Overhaul’s curse.
Overhaul only cackled at the sight, knowing that there was nothing anyone could do save the child from his 'gift.’
“Seize that creature!!!!” The King ordered his guards, and every guard in the hall leapt into action armed with spears and swords.
“Stand back, you germ-infested fools!” He yelled as he raised his arms and was bathed in the green flames. Thunder rumbled, and the guards looked on in terror. Too frightened to move.
Overhaul laughed at their faces and disappeared into the flames, his laugh still echoing through the halls of the court, leaving a chill down everyone’s back.
The celebration was over. There was no more laughter or cheers, just whispers of worry and fright.
The distraught queen cradled her child close to her heart and looked up to her King, hoping he would have an answer to save their child.
“Don’t despair, Your Majesties. Izuku still has his gift to give.” The Momo pointed out, giving the parents some hope.
“Then, he can undo this fearful curse?” The King asked as he looked to the green male fairy who was staring at his wand with determination. But nothing came to mind, and his shoulders sagged with slight defeat.
“No, sire.” He admitted, fidgeting with his fingers, his entire being drenched with nervousness.
“Overhaul’s powers are far too great,” Momo explained though she wished they could do more for the innocent princess.
“But, he can help.” Ochako encouraged, fully confident in Izuku’s ability.
But….“ Izuku tried to look to his friends for help, uncertain that he would be enough.
"Just do your best, Izuku.” Momo looked at him in earnest, and Izuku gulped, really feeling all the pressure.
Everyone watched as Izuku stood there, fidgeting and muttering, trying to think of something he could do. The longer they waited, and the more he muttered, the more the King and Queen felt uncertain.
Izuku thought hard as he racked his brain and realized that there was a magic in the world that could stop Overhaul’s cruel curse.
It was this or nothing.
“Sweet princess, if through this wicked man’s trick a spindle should your finger prick, a ray of hope there still may be in this, the gift I give to thee.” Voiced Izuku as he waved his wand at the princess, who seemed oblivious to all that was around her. She looked at Izuku and locked her large eyes onto his green ones, and she had a giant smile on her face.
“Not in death, but just in sleep. The fateful prophecy you’ll keep. And from this slumber, you shall wake, when true love’s kiss the spell shall break.” He spoke softly as he smiled at the little princess, hopeful that this would save her and prove that there was something more potent than Overhaul’s cruel magic.
For true love conquers all.
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The party was over, everyone had returned to their homes but the three fairies who stayed in the courtroom. All in the castle could hear the Queen’s painful sobs as she feared for her daughter’s life, and the King was ordering his men to stay on guard in case Overhaul decided to return.
Ochako flew about the room in her own distress. Flying in circles as she tried to think of what else they could possibly do.
The blue fairy let out an angry huff, and Momo only shook her head and made a teapot and cups appear out thin air.
“Now, come have a nice cup of tea, dear. I’m sure it’ll work out somehow.” Momo tried to comfort, even though she wasn’t sure she believed it at that moment.
True loves kiss did seem farfetched, but if that was their best bet, then what else could they do.
“The guards won’t stop Overhaul.” Izuku pointed out as he took a cup of tea and thanked Momo.
“Oh, I’d like to turn Overhaul into a fat, old chicken.” Ochako huffed as she grabbed a cup of tea and created a few cookies, eating them angrily as she sipped on her tea.
“Now, dear, that isn’t a very nice thing to say.” Momo scolded her fairy friend.
“Besides, we can’t. You know our magic doesn’t work that way.” Izuku pointed out, though he did admire Ochako’s strong spirit.
“It can only do good, dear, to bring joy and happiness,” Momo explained, delicately stirring her tea before taking a sip.
“Well, that would make me happy.” Ochako huffed as she hovered a bit off the ground, her wings fluttering furiously.
“But, there must be some way……” Izuku began to mutter again, and the other two fairies could only watch, hoping he would come up with a plan soon.
“There is!” The green fairy jumped up and hovered off the ground, and the other two listened intently to what he had to say.
After firing ideas back and forth, they finally agreed to a plan. The three good fairies came together with their plan to the King and Queen They would raise the little princess deep in the woods and only return when it was deemed safe after 18th birthday.
So, the King and his Queen watched with heavy hearts as their most precious possession, their only child, disappeared into the night.
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Many sad and lonely years passed by For King Nadir and his people. But as the time for the princess’s 18th birthday drew near, the entire kingdom began to rejoice. For everyone knew that as long as Overhaul’s domain the Forbidden Mountain, thundered with his wrath and frustration, his evil prophecy had not yet been fulfilled.
A crumbling castle sat at the top of the dark and foreboding mountain, thunder rumbled, and lightning crackled, an ominous green fog flooded the area. Inside the throne room, Overhaul paced around, yelling at his minions in frustration.
“It’s incredible!” He boomed, his voice filling every corner.
“Eighteen years and not a trace of her! She couldn’t have vanished into thin air!” Overhaul explained, mystified over the missing princess.
“Are you sure you searched everywhere?” He asked his minions, who all nodded with fervour.
“Yes, uh, yes, everywhere. We all did.” The 'captain’ of his minions explained.
“Yes, yes!” All of the minions began babbling.
“And what about the town? The forest? The mountains?!” Overhaul asked, making sure they didn’t idiotically miss a spot.
“Yep, we searched mountains, forests…and house and, uh… Let me see. And all the cradles.” The minion boasted, proud of how high and low he and his comrades searched.
“Cradle?” Overhaul raised his brow, his gold eyes widening.
“Yep, yep. Every cradle.” He laughed as he mimed a cradle, moving back and forth with his hands.
“Cradle!” Overhaul yelled in disbelief.
“Did you hear that, my pet? All these years, they’ve been looking for a baby.” He began laughing hysterically, holding his stomach and all the minions started to laugh with him. It wasn’t often that their leader laughed, but they assumed it was a good thing.
“FOOLS!!” Overhaul yelled, lifting his hands in the air.
“IDIOTS!!! IMBECILES!” Overhaul created lighting from his staff and shot it at the large crowd of minions, and they all screamed and as they tried to avoid their leader’s wrath.
Overhaul let out a massive sigh in disappointment as the throne room emptied, and he went to his large stone throne.
“They’re hopeless. A disgrace to the forces of evil.” He told the black crow, the only one he could truly trust.
“My pet. You are my last hope.” Overhaul realized as he had the crow hop onto his gloved hand and made his way to the window.
“Circle far and wide. Search for a maid of 18, with hair of raven, and lips red as the rose. Go and do not fail me.” He told the crow as he sent the intelligent bird on his mission, watching as the black wings disappeared from overhaul’s sight.
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And so for 18 long years, the whereabouts of the princess remained a mystery. While deep in the forest, in a woodcutter’s cottage, the good fairies carried out their well-laid plan. Living like mortals, they had reared the child as their own and called her (Y/N).
A beautiful young woman opened the shutters to her bedroom window as she sang, using a cloth to wipe away any dirt or grim from the sill. She had the beauty of her mother and more, the fairies gifts had done their work as she walked with elegance and grace and had a voice that would make even the birds in the forest envious.
On this, her 18th birthday, the good fairies had planned a party. And something extra special for a surprise.
The three fairies who were posing as regular humans gathered around a table, looking through dress designs.
“Well, how about this one?” Izuku asked, he didn’t really know anything about clothes, he thought they all would look nice on the hidden princess.
“This is the one I picked.” Momo pointed to a design in the book, a three-piece set with a long, full skirt, a cropped blouse and a matching veil.
“Oh, she’ll look beautiful in that.” Ochako gushed as she leaned in to get a better look.
“Maybe make some changes here and -” Momo continued, and Izuku could only watch as the two girls conversed about the dress for (y/n).
“Don’t forget to put lots of pretty beading and sparkle!” Ochako practically bounced with excitement. They had loved and raised the beautiful (y/n) and given her all that three fairies without magic could do, but she was growing more and more curious about the outside world, and it was time for her to be reunited with her parents and taught who she really was.
“Yes, and a few extra layers for a dramatic effect.” Momo decided, very proud of her designs. She had never made anything like this, but she had read a how-to book and was confident in her skills.
“We’ll make it blue! A nice, pretty blue will look perfect!” Ochako cheered as she pumped her fists but was quickly shot down by Momo.
“Oh, no, pink.”
“But..”
“Of course, we need lots of fabric.” Momo had already made her decision and was planning everything out while Ochako sat there pouting.
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(y/n) came down the stairs with a broom in hand and caught a bit of her caretakers’ conversation.
“Yes, but how are we gonna get her out of the house?”
“I’ll think of something.” And they all giggled like children with a secret.
The beautiful (y/n) smiled at the scene and shook her head, a soft smile on her face.
While she had never known her real parents, she felt like she had three perfectly good ones in Ochako, Momo, and Izuku, who cared and loved her with everything they had. Even though sometimes it would feel a bit lonely from time to time, not that she would ever say anything as to not hurt their feelings.
Besides, she had her friends in the forest; she could always talk to when she needed someone. But today… today was her 18th birthday, and she was hoping to ask for something special. A chance to see the world.
The three continued to whisper around something on the table, and the girl decided to make her presence known.
“Well, and what are you three up to?” (y/n) asked as she slightly raised a brow.
They all gasped and crowded the table to hide the dress design.
“Up to?” They all said in perfect unison and (y/n) couldn’t help but giggle.
“Well, well, we… uh… ” Izuku began to stammer as they tried to come up with an excuse and (y/n) tilted her head as she watched with a knowing smile.
“We want you to pick some berries!” Ochako decided as she looked around for a basket.
“But I picked berries yesterday.” (y/n) pointed out, she even gestured to the full basket of berries sitting on the kitchen counter.
“We.. we need you to fetch some water!” Izuku jumped in as he looked for the metal water jar.
“But, we have water right here.” (y/n) explained, they lived right by the river and had a working mill and everything, they must really want her out of the house.
“We need it from much further up the river! The freshest cleanest spot you can find, you know the spot where we used to picnic!"Izuku shoved a large jar into her hands, and the others led her to the door.
Momo placed a long dark purple scarf on top of (y/n)’s head and wrapped it around her shoulders, it matched her simple purple skirt that barely brushed against her ankles and cropped blouse.
It would be a far walk, but the fairies needed (y/n) to be busy with something. They rushed her out the door and (y/n) let them, she liked walking through the forest anyway and enjoyed feeling the fresh grass beneath her bare feet as she sang with the birds.
"Now, don’t hurry back, dear!” Momo called from the door as she waved.
“And don’t speak to strangers.” Izuku reminder her.
(y/n) had never seen a stranger in the woods and doubted she would today.
They all gave her their hurried goodbyes and (y/n) turned and waved back at them.
As (y/n) left their sight, the fairies got to work right away on a cake and dress that was made for a princess. Hoping they could get by one more day without their powers.
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As (y/n) walked through the forest carrying the water jug, she began to vocalize, a sweet tune echoing through the woods, alerting her animal friends that she was there.
A few nearby birds heard the tune and repeated it back to her, chirping as they flew done to the forest floor.
(Y/n) sang again and a small blue bird appeared before her, chirping the same song, the bird landed on the low branch of a tree and (y/n) approached, singing again and another bird flew down and landed on a nearby branch.
Both chirped the tune that (y/n) was singing. She laid out her hand, and the birds used her fingers as a perch, she brought them close to her face, and the songbirds gave her cheeks a soft peck, making the young beauty smile and giggle. She waved them off her hand and sang again as she continued to walk along the forest path that she knew by heart.
As she sang, the birds went through the forest, alerting the other animals that (y/n) had arrived. A squirrel heard the song and started scampering around the tree, waking the other animals and forcing an owl out of its hole and pushing him off the branch.
The owl spread it’s wings and floated down towards the ground, hooting along to the song as (y/n) caught him in the water basin. She sang to him, and the old owl cuddled into her face as he tried to sing along. She smiled at her little entourage and let the owl sit in the water basin as she walked along, crossing a fallen log to get to another side of the ravine.
While she walked, her song caught another’s ears.
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Ash-blonde hair whipped through the wind as the boy and his dragon flew up high above the forest. The red dragon was circling the forest. His superior ears had caught something, and without his rider’s okay had lowered down from the clouds, now flying just up above the trees.
“OI! What’s the big idea!” Bakugou yelled at the red dragon, but the giant beast ignored him, trying to hear again for the sweet song.
“I outta-” Bakugou was ready to curse and scream but the most beautiful sound stopped him and he tried to listen more.
The giant red dragon knew what had stopped the young prince, and a smirk crossed his face, showing off his sharp teeth.
“You hear that, shitty dragon?” Bakugou asked as he looked around, trying to hear the sweet sound again.
Eijirou turned his head to look back at his rider, who was looking down into the forest. The dragon wasn’t the one enjoying the tune. The sweet sound came again, and Eijirou watched as Bakugou became entranced.
“… It’s beautiful…What is it?” Bakugou thought out loud, his volatile walls coming down.
He heard it again, but it sounded like it was getting farther away, and the dragon wasn’t about to let that happen.
“Woah, what the hell are you doing!?” Bakugou yelled at his dragon, but Eijirou was trying to find the sound, if the barbarian prince liked the music then it must be something special, and he needed to be a good dragon and help his friend and rider.
But the forest was thick, and Eijirou was a large dragon, the landing would be a problem. His eyes scanned the woods, looking for an opportunity while his rider practically screamed in his ear to slow down.
Finally, there appeared to be an opportunity, and without giving his rider warning, the red dragon dived down towards the clearing and didn’t even realize that Bakugou had lost his grip and let go of the saddle.
Eijirou landed proudly into the large grass clearing but heard a loud splash in the river next to him. He looked over, and the ferocious prince Bakugou looked like a drowned cat as he made his way out of the water. The dragon couldn’t help but laugh, and the angry prince took off his soaking wet boot and threw it at him.
“Damn, Shitty Dragon! What the hell was that for??!!” Bakugou yelled, his red eyes glaring holes into the dragon who gave him an apologetic look. The prince told the dragon off as he took off his wet clothes and laid them on a few branches to dry.
“Just great..” He muttered.
Not only had he lost the mysterious siren, but he was soaked.
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Meanwhile, back at the cabin, things were in chaos.
Momo, who had never sewn a dress in her life, was convinced that reading from a book would be enough as she started cutting into the pink fabric. Ochako was being used as a model and was still pouting that the material was pink and not blue.
Poor Izuku was trying to bake a multi-levelled cake and was still trying to figure out what the book meant when it said ’ fold eggs in the batter.’
“Gently?” He read the text out loud and looked uncertainly at the eggs and then just decided to follow the book and placed the whole eggs in the bowl and fold them in, hearing them crack.
“No, that can’t be right…” He muttered as he scratched his head.
It was a mystery how these three were able to raise a child from infancy.
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(y/n) came to her favourite spot on the riverside. Instead of immediately collecting water and going back, she decided to enjoy the beautiful day, sitting on the grassy riverside and humming as a small deer laid its head on her lap.
She watched as two bunnies hopped along beside each other, nuzzling now and then.
She loved her family, she really did. But… it was a bit lonely. (y/n) had never met anyone outside of her own house, and her only friends were the animals of the forest. She loved them and was grateful for them but…
(y/n) turned her head and caught two birds, flying together till they landed on a branch and cuddled and (y/n) felt her heart longing.
I wonder
I wonder
I wonder why each little bird has a someone
To sing to sweet things to
A gay little love melody
The deer that was resting with her raised its head at the song and gave her a perplexed look. She scratched under the deer’s chin before getting up a dusting herself off. The beautiful young woman approached the tree that contained the love birds and leaned back against the tree, gazing up at the sky.
I wonder
I wonder
If my heart keeps singing
Will my song go winging
To someone who’ll find me
And bring back a love song to me
Her imagination took wing as she thought of what could be out there for her or who might find her in the forest. A dreamy sigh leaving her lips as she continued to stare up at the passing clouds.
“Oh, well….” She sighed as she closed her eyes and rolled over. All the animals looked at each other, wondering what was wrong.
“Why do they still treat me like a baby?” (y/n) asked, and the owl flew over and let out a hoot that sounded like “Who?”.
“Aunt Momo and Ochako and Uncle Izuku.” She shrugged as she got up and walked closer to the water’s edge, placing her toes in the water.
“They never want me to meet anyone….” she looked into the water reflection, and she didn’t see a child. She was nearly an adult, and she had never had the chance to go out into the world or meet anyone.
All the animals chirped and made little sounds, trying to console her, and she looked around at them and decided to tell them a secret.
“ But you wanna know something?” She asked the forest creatures around them, and they all nodded vigorously, which caused her to let out a little giggle.
“I fooled them! But you must promise to never tell…..” She asked the animals, and she booped the owl on his beak. The animals all swore to keep her secret.
“The truth is… I have met someone.” And at this reveal, even more animals came in, wanting to hear the juicy details.
“Who?” The owl hooted, his large eyes looking into her’s for answers. (Y/n) gave a knowing smile and got up, walking away from the river bank and the animals who then chased her. The owl constantly hooting 'who?’ 'who?’.
“Oh? a prince.” She revealed, a large smile on her red lips. The birds chirped in her face, asking for details.
“Well…. he’s tall.” (y/n) explained and hovered her hand a good foot above her own height.
“And handsome.. and strong…” She listed and then got a dreamy look in her face.
“And romantic..” She let out a massive sigh, her heart just racing.
“Oh…. we walked together…talked together… and just before we say goodbye..” She twirled as she spoke of their date together, and the animals all followed close behind, hungry for more details.
“He takes me in his arms….” She wrapped her own arms around her to emphasize her prince’s actions. But it wasn’t the same as the large, strong arms her prince had, no it didn’t compare to that feeling of being held.
“And then… I wake up.” She sadly put as she dropped her arms and looked to the grass, and all the birds started twittering until all sighing in disappointment with her.
“Yes, it’s only in my dreams.. pathetic, isn’t it….” She voiced, but then she saw the sad look on the animals’ faces and decided to at least give them a little. She sat down by the water’s edge and put her hand in the water, creating ripples.
“but they say… if you dream a thing more than once, then it’s bound to come true…” She let out a dreamy sigh, hope still alive in her heart.
The squirrel that was sitting on a tall tree let out a sigh as well, hoping that his friend got the prince she was dreaming of. As he looked off into the distant woods, he noticed something rather odd.
A large piece of red fabric hanging on a branch. The little squirrel got excited and called up some of their forest friends, including some birds and the owl, pointing to what he had seen. The owl then stretched out his wings and told them the idea he had.
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“ You know…. there was something off about that voice… it wasn’t that pretty. Must be the wind playing tricks or something…. yeah, that’s what it is.” Bakugou reasoned as he rested on a rock, waiting for his boots and cloak to dry.
The crimson-scaled dragon let out a snort, he knew what he heard, and it wasn’t the wind. That had been a girl singing, and now his rider wouldn’t admit to the pretty sound that had him completely entranced earlier.
They both heard a strange noise and looked over only to see that Bakugou’s clothes had come to life and were flying and hopping away.
Bakugou scrambled to get up and after them, cursing after the animals. Eijirou was just going to enjoy his nap and wait for the prince’s return.
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Once back by the river bank that (y/n) was lounging on, the squirrel wrapped the deep red cloak around the owl’s neck and the strange crown of bones and jewels they had got, placing it awkwardly on the owls head.
The owl puffed out his chest in pride over this wonderful idea, hoping to make (y/n) happy.
The squirrel organized the bunnies in the boots, making sure they lined up with the owl in his fur-lined red cape. The squirrel then motioned for the owl to drop down and drop down he did, right in the boots and then fell over. A few birds helped out and carried part of the cloak as if it were arms.
It was a full proof disguise, and the owl puffed out his chest, and the team started marching forward, one bunny hop at a time.
(Y/N) was sitting on the riverbank with a bunny in her lap, petting it fondly as she hummed a familiar tune.
In an instant, all the animals scatted from her, and she heard the owl’s call. She looked behind her, and there were a few of her dear animal friends, wearing mysterious clothes and walking as if they were a proud prince. Her heart soared at how thoughtful her friends were but couldn’t hold back a giggle at the funny sight.
“Why? It’s my dream prince.” (y/n) giggled as the crown on the owl head slightly slipped, but it didn’t seem to bother him all that much.
“Your highness.” She curtsied to her 'prince’ and the animals in disguise did the same.
She twirled closer to the red-caped 'prince’ and stopped right in front of him, the bird’s holding the cape used the material to wrap around her.
“ I’m not really supposed to talk to strangers… but we’ve met before.” She flirted as she started to swing her hips and sing a song that had been in her heart for many moons.
I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam
She twirled on the grass, and her long skirt flowed out as she danced, she grabbed onto the red cape and made her 'prince’ dance with her. It wasn’t how she imagined her first real dance with a prince, but this was still a fun time.
And I know it’s true that visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you, I know what you’ll do
(Y/n) was so caught up in her fantasy that she didn’t notice the ruby-red eyes peeking around a bush, entranced by her movement and her song. The beauty was as carefree as a songbird with her enchanting voice.
Bakugou’s jaw dropped when he finally found the culprit behind this whole fiasco, no longer angry about his stolen clothes as he watched her gracefully glide across the grass without a care in the world. Streams on sunlight dancing on her glowing skin and bouncing off her luxurious dark locks as she spun across the meadow.
You’ll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream
(y/n) sang to the owl in his cape and made the arms wrap around her as she danced, and Bakugou knew where he belonged. He had let that owl take his spot long enough. He knew the words, all he had to do was find an opening.
The beautiful girl was twirling and having a grand time, enjoying the gorgeous day and her handsome date.
But if I know you, I know what you’ll do
You’ll love me at once
Bakugou snatched the owl by HIS cape and trapped him on a nearby branch while the girl had her back turned and gently as he could to slide into place, taking her hands in his, and she seemed to be too lost in dreamland to notice, and he couldn’t stop himself from smirking at her trusting nature. The dragon prince decided to join in song, unable to stop the words that so easily flew from his lips.
The way you did once upon a dream
(y/n) was shocked when a deep baritone voice sang with her, and in her shock, she swiftly turned around and threw a punch right at the stranger’s face, just like Uncle Izuku and Aunt Ochako had taught her.
“Shit!!! Goddammit!!” Yelled the stranger as he held his face and backed away.
“Oh, my goodness! I’m so sorry!! ” (y/n) apologized as she tried to move forward and try to see the damage, but he turned away, and all you saw was his back.
His bare… naked…back…. he wasn’t wearing a shirt and poor (y/n) felt her face go entirely flush and her heart raced.
“Shit… that’s what I get, I guess… not a bad right hook.” He muttered, and then he finally turned around. He thought the girl was pretty before, but damn he knew he was in love now. Pretty and can throw a punch? That’s his girl.
“Look… I didn’t mean to frighten you.” He pouted as he crossed his arms and stared and (y/n) felt her heart beating a million times a minute. He wasn’t the prince she had dreamed of… no, he was something she could never dream of, he was better. His spiky ash-blonde hair, his muscular physique, but most beautiful of all was his red eyes that would but a ruby to shame.
“You.. it wasn’t that… it’s just that you’re a …a…” (y/n) uttered as she tried to keep her distance, handsome or not, he was still a strange shirtless man in the woods.
“A stranger??” the man finished for her as he grabbed her wrist to keep her from getting too far.
(y/n) nodded at his answer, and he only smirked, his slightly sharp teeth making (y/n)’s skin grew hot. This had to be a dream. Nobody looked like that. Even with the red mark from where she had punched, he still looked handsome.
“Well, aren’t you a forgetful, don’t you remember sunshine? We’ve met before.” He insisted and (Y/n) blushed over the nickname he had given her.
“We–We have?”
“ Well come on… you said so yourself.. Once upon a dream.” He teased as he smirked at her and (y/n) pouted and ripped her hand away from him, not appreciating that he was making fun of her.
“Dammit- I didn’t… shit.” Bakugou rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. He was a prince, and he had no problem getting girls, they flocked to him, but he never gave them the time of day. They were nobodies.
Now he had someone he actually wanted, and he had already messed it up. His mother was right… he was a bonehead.
He watched as she walked further and further away from him. She picked up a jar off the ground and hopped on a few stones to get to the other side of the river.
But…. she looked back at him, and that meant it wasn’t hopeless. For she had sunshine in her eyes.
He walked to the water’s edge and watched as she filled the water jug, looking to him now and then but staying silent.
Bakugou waited for something, anything. And then it happened as he leant down to the water’s edge and looked at the reflection of the beautiful girl’s face. There was a slight smirk on her face, and their eyes met. Bakugou felt a smile cross his face and then there was a splash of water, and he was completely soaked. Again.
He shook his wet and looked over to see the girl laughing, a bright smile on her face. Bakugou should have been angry, but…he wanted to spend the rest of his days with that smile.
Bakugou kicked the river and sent some water flying her way, causing her to scream in laughter and then she got up and ran, laughing as she raced, her water jug left behind. The dragon prince took chase, enjoying this game.
He sprinted through the river and climbed up on the other side, quickly catching up with the girl who was 'hiding’ behind a tree. (Y/N) was looking around, and Bakugou could see a smile on her face, her cheeks flushed from running.
Slowly making his way around the tree, careful not to make any sound until the right moment.
“Gotcha!” He yelled as he grabbed (y/n) around the waist, and she laughed as Bakugou swung her around and soon, he was leading her in dance across the meadow. Singing her sweet song as it had forever been stamped on his heart.
I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you, that gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam
And I know it’s true that visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you, I know what you’ll do
You’ll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream
Once they finally stopped dancing, Bakugou took her hand in his and walked along the forest path until they came to an empty spot with a perfect view of a beautiful castle in the far distance.
“Tell me your name,” Bakugou asked as he traced patterns on the back of her hand with his thumb, her hands were so soft while his were rough and he would make sure they stayed that way, his queen would have no need to overwork her precious skin. It was only his to mark.
“ (y/n)…” She said so gently, never wanting this moment to end, praying it wasn’t only a dream.
“ (y/n)… ” He tested it on his lips and hearing it from his gruff voice made (y/n)’s stomach flutter.
“And yours?” She asked as she gazed up at him, curled comfortably into his side.
“Katsuki.” He revealed and (y/n) tried it out, and Bakugou knew the many ways he wished to hear it from her soft lips.
“ I like it…”
“It’s okay.”
“It’s beautiful.” (y/n) complimented, and Bakugou felt his face flush, embarrassed at how she had so much power over him.
(Y/n) gazed over the horizon as she saw the sun’s position in the sky, she felt a jolt of panic.
“ I have to go!!” She jumped up and started scrambling back through the forest, not believing how much time had passed, it had gone by so quickly.
'Wait! What the hell?! Where are you going!?“ He yelled as he chased after her, jumping over logs and rocks.
"I’m supposed to be home, they’re planning a surprise.” (Y/n) said in a rush as she found her water jug and quickly filled it up in the fresh waters of the river.
“A surprise? Who? What’s going on?” Bakugou asked, his head spinning over how quickly everything was happening.
“Oh… my family. It’s my birthday.” (y/n) explained as she tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear and Bakugou felt his heart do a flip, he needed to find a gift for her… he also needed to tell his mother that he found her. (y/n) was the girl he was going to marry.
“When can I see you again?”
“Never.”
“Never?!?!!”
“Ahh! I mean… how about tonight?”
“Tonight?! Where?” He asked, still a little out of sorts. The mysterious beauty now had a name, but she was still full of secrets. (y/n) ran back up and stared up into his eyes, as if taking in every feature, treasuring every detail. She gently reached up and placed a soft kiss on his cheek before running off again into the forest.
“The little cabin in the woods! Come after dark!” (y/n) told him and long after she had disappeared around the bend,
Bakugou remained. He reached up and touched the spot on his cheek, it felt warm.
“YES!! ” He whooped as he clenched his fist, happy that no one was round to see him like this. He would kick his own ass if he was able to see himself right now, but none of that mattered. The dragon prince raced through the forest to retrieve all his belongings and then returned to Eijirou, who was peacefully napping in a forest clearing.
“C'mon shitty scales, we’ve gotta fly home and back. I’ve got an engagement gift to find.” He told the dragon as he hopped onto the saddle, and soon they were off into the sky, and Bakugou’s cheeks were starting to hurt from the dopey love-struck grin on his face.
It didn’t matter if Bakugou was royalty or that (y/n) was a peasant girl, all that mattered that he had found the embodiment of sunshine. The dragon prince wasn’t going to let anything get in his way.
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