Ok, so this is my first story in a long time. It's The Princess and the Frog and this is chapter one. As always, I do not own Princess and the Frog, or Disney for that fact. I really hope you guys like the story.
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New emotions swept over Tiana's body as she looked at the prince in front of her. It was the one thing she never knew she needed. She imagined her previously amphibian body which took a lot of getting used to. Now she was the Princess of Maldonia. Who knew a kitchen aid would turn into a Princess, it was like something out of a fairy tale.
She started a jive hop with her new husband in their café. Their. It felt so good to be a part of their. That meant she had an other half. One she never knew she longed for.
It was the night before their restaurant was to open and every thing was perfect. The staff was hired and they were already getting reservations on their new telephone. Everything was shaping up perfectly. Louis played his trumpet with his usual Bayou Jazz style, and the old mill was filled with the rhythm of New Orleans.
Starting to grow weary of dancing they pulled down some chairs from one of their tables. It was one of the few window seats in the mill. They looked out at their two favorite stars, and remembered Ray and Evangeline. The northern star no longer a northern star, but a symbol of their love that was kindled in the most unexpected way. She looked at her husband of one year and looked back at the star. The 2 stars were quivering as if talking.
"What do you think Ray and Evangeline are talking about?" Tiana asked Naveen.
"I suppose how Ray's friends are now married and have the finest restaurant in all New Orleans." He said looking at her.
She smiled at him, so happy to finally be content in life.
A creaking noise was heard at the door.
"Who is it?' Tiana called down.
No voice replied.
She went over to the balcony, "Who is it?" She asked again.
The face that greeted her was one she didn't know.
"N…Naveen, can you come here," she asked.
He came over to her and looked down. "Who is that?" He whispered.
"I don't know, that's why I called you over here," she whispered back.
"Well, we'll go down there and greet him but I'm taking my gun, nobody is going to hurt my wife." He said half to himself.
They went down together, Naveen in front of Tiana.
"Welcome to Tiana's Place, we don't open till tomorrow, so can it wait?" He asked.
The stranger looked up at the two, and the gun in Naveen's hand.
"You two have had this place for a year and a half now, so reasonably, you have stacked up quite a debt." He paused, "And as much as it grieves me to say this, your restaurant will be shut down if you do not pay them. Now, I am a reasonable man, you have a week to pay your debts before this beautiful restaurant shut down." The man said.
Naveen grabbed the gun in his hand tightly as if to fire. Tiana put her hand on the gun and whispered to Naveen "violence never solved anything, and if you shoot this man we could be put in prison and fined as well as loose this place, now do you want to loose all we've worked for?'
He shook his head and lowered the gun.
"How much are we in for?" Tiana asked calmly.
"1,000." He said narrowing his eyes at Naveen.
Tiana gasped at the large sum. "But that's nearly a three year's worth of wages." She said, shocked.
"And you expect us to pay that much money in a week?!" He almost yelled, gripping his gun again.
"I can make it a day if you like." He said glaring at Naveen again.
Tiana put her hand on his gun, "No sir, were grateful for the access time," she said as she glared at Naveen.
"So we have a deal then?" He asked.
"Yessir," She said as she stuck her hand out for a deal closer.
He started to walk away as he muttered under his breath, "It's bad enough I had to talk to a NEGRO, let alone shake ones hand." As he looked back and glared.
He walked to the door and just as he was about to close the door, he turned around" Next time try to control your husband." He said as he walked out.
Tiana knelt to her knees, and started to sob. Naveen wrapped his arm around her trembling body.
"How are we gunna' ever come up with that money?" She asked Naveen.
"I don't know, but we will some how." He whispered to her. "Someway."
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Ok, so that's chapter 1, and I hope you guys like the story. I am NOT racist, is the 20's a white man would almost never talk to someone of darker skin, that's changed during the Civil Right's moment. Tried to use correct speech and review if you can! J