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Prompt:
“I think you're in love.”
“What? No! How did that happen!?”
At first Briar was disgusted by the gifts.
Chocolate covered flies, smelly swamp grass bouquets, cringe love notes and utterly cheesy and overused pick up lines.
He's just like the other princes,
She told herself.
He's not destined for you anyway.
And Briar was a firm believer in destiny.
Key word: Was.
After thinking it through and very deeply and experiencing it a bit,
Briar's faith on destiny had stopped because of what she would have to sacrifice during her
100-year sleep.
She'd sacrifice her friends, family, anyone she ever knew, all for a random prince who'll kiss her awake and a happily ever after.
It was too much to give up.
She didn't tell this to just anyone,
Only a few certain people knew how she felt.
People like Ashlynn, Rosabella, C.A. Cupid...And Hopper.
Hopper wasn't her choice to be honest.
He accidentally stumbled upon her ranting in the Enchanted Forest late one night when she snuck out while he was in frog form.
Not the best way to tell a secret.
But he didn't mind.
He waited for her to be done talking for him to speak what he thought about it.
No pushing, pressuring, just his opinions that didn't even hurt.
That way they bonded over something else.
Originally, Sleeping Beauty was discovered by a king who decided to look around, a few months later, boom!
twins with one of them taking a splinter out of her finger and after that,
The king's wife decides to burn her alive to which of course she survives in.
The Frog Prince was not kissed by a princess, he was thrown into a wall which would kill him,
In some other versions, purposefully killed in order to break the curse on him.
So Hopper changed his gifts that he sent to her.
No longer the froggy stuff and completely cliche choices,
But with simple pieces of jewelry,
Books, and yes, the occasional flowers and love notes.
He would even write a few short songs.
Sweet guy.
And he would just give her a quick
"Hi" down the hall and...
"Briar? Are you okay?"
Ashlynn's voice cut through Briar's swimming thoughts.
The daughter of roses blinked once, twice to clear her head.
She wasn't exactly controlling her expressions though,
Briar realized she had been smiling through her haze. As seen by the twinkle in Ashlynn's eyes.
Being roommates help when it comes to the other's feelings about certain objects and people.
"Hopper again if I'm right," Ashlynn chuckled softly.
"Seriously Briar, stopped resisting it."
Said princess turned to look at the chuckling girl in front of her.
"What you are saying?"
"I think you're in love."
"What? No! How could that happen!?"
Giggles came from Ashlynn when Briar voiced out her “reaction” to her conclusion.
"Don't lie about it, and I am in a relationship myself."
She stood up, giving one more teasing look at her already irritated friend.
"I have to help Cedar on something,
I'll be back before curfew."
A few more chuckles, then she closed the door behind her.
An annoyed groan came from Briar as she stared back to the rose in front of her, but that annoyance disappeared and fondness replaced it.
Taking the rose, she went over to their window, just calmly staring at the crescent silver moon.
A small smile found it's way on Briar's face as she was back in her mind as she twirled the red rose, from Hopper obviously.
Maybe she was in love.