Just saw the movie yesterday! :3 Loved it, but hey! I bet a lot of you were like: A) Maleficent kisses her cheek/forehead (ahem Once Upon a Time-ish) B) Diaval sweeps her off her feet and they live happily ever after. So, while I loved the message conveyed by A), I'm starting this, for the ones who just wonder... about B).

"If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it."

That's like, the definition of a fanfic.

Enjoy!

Maleficent can't bear the wait. She drops the dumb prince in front of the double doors that led to where Aurora laid sleeping. The faeries are out and dragging the confused prince inside, ushering him to kiss the princess. I just really want her to wake up. I look at Maleficent. There, she's got that hopeful expression too. The one she often had whenever Aurora was near. Honestly, she was more her parent than King Stefan would ever be.

We hide and say nothing, just waiting. I'm left to wonder. If it works, then she'd wake up and they'd be happy, if it didn't, she wouldn't wake up at all... Why did this have to be so complicated? Ravens aren't supposed to worry so much! I blame it all on Maleficent! She has made me this mess of a human that feels too much.

"Just kiss her already!" The three fairies yell at once, flying about.

I am tempted to smack the stupid boy's lips on hers.

He finally does kiss her, and I lean forward, poking my head out of our hiding place to see. Well done kid, some kiss that is. I roll my eyes. How did he hope that to beat such a powerful curse! He barely touched her lips! My hands curl into fists. I bet I could do it better. But still, I hope.

I can't bear the wait.

But nothing happens.

And I want to hurt Philipp.

He was supposed to free her, to wake her! Something wet slides down my cheeks. I don't know what's happening to me. I touch my skin and I realize it is water. Water? Why is water coming out of my eyes? Humans cry all the time, but I've never cried before.

Maleficent turns her gaze to me, and I stare helpless at her. "What do we do now? We can't... She can't..."

She doesn't say anything and once the fairies are gone, she walks towards Aurora, while I stay behind, wishing she had known me enough to care about whatever I might want to say.

Pretty bird.

Those might be my favorite words in the world. How could she know that when she was a baby, I didn't like to hear her crying and moved her craddle so she could sleep better? How could she know I liked when she talked to me even when I was a bird and she looked crazy? Or that her laugh is a wonderful sound?

"Fairy godmother..." I hear her sweet voice and my feet carry me three steps forward in a flash.

I look at Maleficent. Awe must be written in my face because she gives me a 'What are you staring at?' so her look. I can't get mad. We're just too happy for that.

So that's a true love kiss. I smile. There's still so much we must do before we can call it over, but I can't think too much about that because after hugging Maleficent, Aurora gives me one of her brighter-than-the-sun smiles and wraps her arms around me too.

And I count. Aurora is sixteen. If I don't count my bird years before I met Maleficent, then we could say I'm twenty.

I glance down at the princess' golden hair. I'll live long enough to always watch over her.