So, here's a crossover for you all! I have seen a couple of adorable Cinderella/BH6 crossover pictures floating around the interweb now and the other morning, I was dozing in bed and suddenly my eyes shot open and I had this stupid grin on my face. I had just gotten the best image of Hiro as Danielle in the movie 'Ever After' (I'll point out which scene it was when I get there) and I have been obsessing over it ever since. Ever After is my favourite Cinderella story ever and I highly suggest you watch it if you haven't seen it. You won't be disappointed :D

Please note: NOT slash. Never.

Also, I have tried to maintain the characters of both Hiro and Danielle and Tadashi and Prince Henry because I think that they fit really well with each other's parallel. However, if you think some liberties were taken and you feel that their character is lost, please forgive me, but be assured that I love the BH6 characters- LOVE them- and would never do anything to lessen their amazing selves. I also don't want to take anything away from the amazing story of Ever After, so please have a white canvas mind and allow my brush to paint a picture, even if you're not sure what exactly it is in the beginning- you may be surprised! (at least, I hope so :P)

Prologue

Once upon a time, there was a little boy who loved his brother very much.

Prince Hiro darted around the garden maze corner, out of breath. He gasped for air as his eyes darted around. His heart beating wildly in his chest, he peaked around the corner. Someone grabbed the prince from behind and dragged him backwards to the ground, hands already moving in tickles against Hiro's ribs. Hiro squeaked in laughter, wiggling and squirming to get out of his captor's grip, "D-dashi! Da-hahahaha! S-haha! Stopstopstop! Ah heeheehee!

His brother Prince Tadashi complied and the two princes lay on the ground, both out of breath and smiling. Hiro was the first to recover, scrambling near Tadashi's head and pulling on his hair, "Upupup! Gimme a wride!"

Tadashi just grinned crookedly, not moving and waiting for his little brother to say something. The impatient prince caught on right away, "Pweeeeeease?"

Tadashi got up and swung his little brother onto his shoulders, "See Hiro, some words are magic." Hiro nodded, wide eyed that it worked again to use that word to make Tadashi do something, "Now hold on Hiro, cause you asked for it!" and Tadashi shot forward, Hiro's grabby little hands yanking on Tadashi's hair to stop himself from being thrown back.

His brother took them to a different area of the garden with arches and trees and branches. Some were very low, and those were the ones that Prince Tadashi was after. Hiro giggled and nearly fell off dozens of times as Tadashi raced through the low entrance ways and branches.

Hiro finally ducked too far from an overhang that was too short and slipped off, landing in a heap on the mossy ground. Tadashi tried to turn around to catch him but only laughed when he saw that Hiro's legs were above his body and into the maze's leafy walls, "You'll never climb the maze wall that way Hiro!"

Hiro smiled wildly at the idea and was just getting up to try the ridiculous notion his brother was already beginning to attempt when a bell rang out from the castle church. Tadashi froze where he was, hands and feet in the leafy wall, and sighed. Hiro looked sadly at him. He hated the bells. It always meant that Tadashi had to leave.

Hiro's eyes were big and he looked pleadingly at Tadashi, "How long will you be gone this time 'Dashi?"

"Probably five days." Tadashi looked back at Hiro, sad and reluctant as well.

Hiro stomped his little foot, "But you just got back!"

"It's only five days Hiro." Tadashi chuckled.

"Two."

Tadashi sighed, "Four."

"Two!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"Th-" Tadashi gave up on the hopeless argument and shook his head. He crouched down and put his fist on his palm and Hiro did the same and they brought they're fists down onto their palms twice before Tadashi showed paper and Hiro showed scissors, which he used to cut at Tadashi's paper with vigor.

Tadashi bowed his head in defeat, though his face was smiling, "Alright two. Goodbye Hiro."

Hiro smiled and hugged Tadashi hard with his little arms wrapped around the older prince's waist. Tadashi hugged back, kissing the top of Hiro's soft head and walking away, "Don't burn anything too important before I get hack knucklehead!" He called.

Hiro's eyes lit up at the idea and Tadashi smiled guiltily as he walked away. When the elder prince got back two days later, he noticed that the front carpet had been replaced.

...

Two years later, Hiro was a bouncing ball of energy.

Normally he was a bouncing ball of energy anyway but today his servant sighed as she could practically see sparks shooting out of him. However, she thought, the happiness was well founded for the little prince. It was a day to celebrate!

Hiro was literally vibrating on his feet as he ran around his room in excitement, much to the chagrin of the servant who was trying to put him into his fine suit. Today, he would actually get a father. A real father!

"It's just like Christmas!" He shouted excitedly, running the length of his room, absolutely unable to keep still as his servant chased him around. He stopped in front of a mirror and looked at his reflection. He was unusually short and skinny, even for a five year old, with a single large tooth sticking down giving him an adorable smile that he used on his brother and mother frequently to get what he wanted. Well, when he said 'mother', it was in every sense of the word but actual birth- Hiro and Tadashi's Mother was dead; she died long ago and their father even before her. Their Aunt Cass- Cassandra- became the next in line and readily adopted her little nephews. Tadashi would be king when he was old enough but for now, Queen Cassandra ruled in his stead. Hiro smiled at his reflection. He had black hair just like his brother that was kept short because he got it dirty so often that his 'Mother' had ordered it to be kept short just to save the hassle of continually bathing the little prince, which was an entire process in itself.

Hiro suddenly grew solemn as his servant quickly, with expert hands, slipped the little prince into his jacket and buttoned it up with lightning fingers knowing that the time the prince kept still would be gone in less than an instant.

Hiro's Mother- he didn't think of her as anything else- had decided to remarry. The Lord Callaghan was an extremely noble and distinguished man, so Hiro's mother told him. But she had always worn an odd smile on her face whenever she explained it. Even when Hiro asked Dashi about it because Dashi often explained things better, his brother wouldn't be clear either; saying something about 'Advanch- erm... adventures... opporchunities? The duties of a Queen!' That was it. Something to do with being royalty. Hiro didn't concern himself with it too much though, he was going to get a father and that was all that mattered!

"I hope he likes me." Hiro said softly.

His servant smiled, "Oh he'll love you! Just be the little angel I know is in there somewhere." She poked Hiro's stomach causing the little prince to squee with giggles.

Tick

Hiro gasped in excitement and ran to the window, the servant thanking her stars that she finished buttoning up the little jacket.

Tick

It was none other than Abigail, his new father's daughter who had been sent ahead of her father before he arrived. A few months before he arrived actually, but that was okay, she was tones of fun and not much older than Hiro. In fact, the Lady Abigail- soon to be Princess Abigail- would often get him into more trouble than he could get into on his own, and that was saying something. The mischievous little girl was currently throwing rocks at his window, equally dressed and bejewelled to meet her father like Hiro was.

Hiro just grinned wildly, "You look like a girl!" He shouted down at her.

She put her hands on her hips, "That's what I am halfwit!"

"Ya, but today you look it!" The little prince shouted back.

"Look it or not, I can still beat you!" She shouted up arrogantly.

"HA!" Hiro belted and ran from the window down to Abigail; oh the mud war was so on!

The little prince was skinny and agile, bounding down the stairs with amazing speed and precision, dodging servants and courtiers with practiced ease. He almost bumped into Tadashi, who was making his way upstairs,

"Hiro Hiro, where are you going? It's almost time to meet Mother and go to the door!"

Hiro hadn't even slowed down for a second, "Be there in a minute Dashi!" He called up as he reached the bottom of the staircase. A mud fight was much more important than being on time.

He slipped through an open door a servant had just come out of and scampered through hallways and backdoors until he came out of one of the rarely used back servant's entrance. Abigail was waiting right outside, a challenging grin pasted on her face, her hands crossed in front of her in a very unladylike manner, "Ready to be whopped your highness?"

Hiro matched her grin perfectly, putting his own little hands on his own little hips, "Are you?"

They never made it past the castle walls. The two children were suddenly grabbed from behind. Hiro's face was practically smothered with a huge hand that pressed his nose as he struggled to breath, his muffled screams doing absolutely nothing. He kicked and squirmed but he would have had better luck kicking a mountain over. He saw Abigail wiggle out of her captor's grip, scratching at their face screeching, "LET GO OF ME! LEAVE US ALONE!"

Her captor frantically tried to cover her mouth again but she had latched onto their arm, biting it with all her strength. The captor flailed their arms, trying to dislodge the determined little girl, not realizing in the panic just how much stronger they were than the child. With merely a flick of their arm she was flung off into the air, her head clacking with a sickening crunch against the stone wall.

"ABIGAAAIL!" Hiro's breath caught in his throat and his eyes went wide with shock, streaming with unrelenting tears; his captor's hand had slackened in shock at the apparently unexpected turn of events.

"What did you do?!" Hiro's captor demanded in a voice edgy with panic. Hiro began to sob out of complete terror at everything that was happening around him.

"I didn't mean-"

"WHAT DID YOU DO!? You idiot, this wasn't at ALL a part of the plan!" Hiro's captor's mind moved incredibly fast as he pointed at the unnaturally limp form of Abigail where dark red was beginning to seep around her long brown hair, "Grab the girl's body and dump it in the mud. It can stay there. Did you at least grab the boy's things?"

"Yes, I got the chest." The captor's voice was breathy and shaking.

"Great. One thing right." Hiro's captor grasped a now limp Hiro up in his arms again. The child's sobs had turned to silent screams, his voice no longer functioning.

The last thing the little prince remembered seeing was the massive hand moving above his sightline. Before he could cry out, a sudden, searing pain shot through his head and black enveloped his vision.

He would never remember again.

A/N: If I could have one super power right now, it would be to reach through the screen and give you a big big hug! Thank you for reading! :D I am realizing more and more that writing is such a good stress reliever, so *knock on wood* it seems like I may be doing a lot more of it!

Now that I've said my piece, please enjoy the rest of your day/night/week

Hugs and Honours!

~Narniac4aslan