A/N: You guys really know how to brighten up a girl's day! I was so happy with the reviews on my fics so here's a treat for you! And as usual, cookies and milk for you!
This is just a for-fun fic (it's kept in my special '3F' folder where all my fun fics, this and The Decision included. You know, I'm more a fun person than a let's-get-down-to-business-seriously person, so I don't really care about the results. Heh).
Enjoy!
"Look, Aggie, this is boring," Sophie lolled around on Agatha's bed. "Why can't we do something else?"
"Because running a kingdom is obviously more important than having fun and going to parties." Agatha replied briskly as she stamped a letter with the royal seal of Camelot.
"Aw, come on! Surely Prince Prettyface can run his own kingdom. You're not even officially the princess, let alone queen," Sophie was speaking into a pillow and her voice came out muffled.
"I know you want to have fun. But can it wait? I need to get these letters done."
"Can't this wait?" Sophie dramatically wailed. "After all we've been through-"
"Don't bring it up-"
"You still put Camelot as your priority?"
Agatha groaned, slumping onto the table. "See?! You're tired! Wait till Prince Prettyface sees this and realizes he's been working you up day and night-"
"Sophie," Agatha said with exhaustion. "Leave him out of this. I'm just tired-" she let out a loud yawn.
"How long have you been awake?" Sophie said, concern creeping up her voice.
"Seventeen hours. I'm alright," Agatha's head was close to touching the table.
"No, you're not," Sophie insisted. "You need rest."
"When did the Witch of Woods Beyond start becoming that considerate?"
"Look, you need to take a break-"
"I don't-"
"You have to!"
"I-"
Agatha collapsed onto the floor before fainting dead away.
Sophie grimaced. "And here you said…"
Hauling up a surprisingly light Agatha, Sophie placed her best friend onto her bed before alerting a nearby guard whose post was not far from Agatha's chambers.
"Hi?" Sophie called. "Guard? Go tell your prince his princess fainted- from doing his work and cleaning up his messes, might I add. Storian only knows how much time Aggie spent on his kingdom. I mean, well yeah, being a dean is hard enough- have you seen the paperwork?! Anyway, get that little brat. Or should I call him…"
The guard had already left halfway through Sophie's babbling.
When Agatha's consciousness came back, she groaned.
Sophie and Tedros were (not shockingly) bickering.
"You worked her up!"
"Oh, like I'd do it deliberately? I didn't know!"
"Then why don't you blame something else? Oh, she's a princess, she's bound to faint some time or later?"
Agatha groaned again. A year and the two still weren't on good terms. (Better, but not good.) Raising her eyebrows, she continued eavesdropping on the fight.
"This is all your fault!"
"Then why didn't you persuade her to rest?"
