Disclaimer~I own nothing...even Alex
Me: Hi, I really like the princess bride and, I don't know I thought it would be cute!
Alex P.O.V.
"Ahhhhhhh!" my scream cut through the air.
I was sitting bolt upright in my bed. Sweat was beading down my skin.
"ALEX!" Magnus swung the door open.
He was wearing his complimentary hotel Valhalla armor and sword over his pajamas. He looked even more frighted than I felt. I didn't realize it but tears were streaming down my cheeks. Magnus's eyes softened.
"Bad dream?" He asked
"Shut up!" I yelled at him, but it probably wasn't convincing with me crying.
"Bedtime story?" He said it as if I was five years old.
I opened my mouth to say no but he cut me off.
"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl named, Buttercup."
I stifled a laugh, "Buttercup?"
"I'll have you know this is a wonderful story," he said, "Now, every day she would ask more than a few favors from the farm boy. She would say, 'farm boy go pitch a pail of water' or 'farm boy clean up this mess'. All he ever replied with was 'As you wish.' but what Buttercup didn't know was he was actually saying, 'I love you',"
I got distracted, his eyes looked like the calm of a tropical storm, his hair looked like the golden grain in fields... Stop it, Alex I scolded myself. Stupid Magnus, and his stupid face and his stupid voice.
"The End!" He said cheerfully.
"Now, get out!" I yelled at him.
All the jerk said was, "As you wish."
A/N: Wow that was fun, I nearly melted writing something this lovey-dovey...My sister would be proud.