Hi there!

My name is PrincessErin (Erin) and this is my very first fanfic EVER! *dances* and this account's very first Disney fanfic EVER! *dances even more*

Okay, I'm really excited so I'll make this quick. This is a romance story between two princesses, and before i even begin, i want to say one thing.

If you have a problem or do not like yuri (girl on girl love) then DO NOT READ THIS STORY! It's a princess romance, so if you don't like it, then DON'T READ IT! I can't make that any clearer, and i will not respond to any messages about it, because i am telling you NOW!

Anyways, let's turn the page! *cue magical disney noises*

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, this is 100% purely fanmade, all rights go to my god Walt Disney :D

~The Princess and the Bookworm~

1. What do I have to do today?

The sun rose lazily over the small village, gently setting it's rays down on the farm and buildings. Birds were chirping as the rooster made his morning call. All the villagers were getting ready for the day ahead of them, yawning and scratching their bed hair and saying a casual "bonjour" to one another. However, at the inventor's house on the outskirts of the village, things weren't so serene.

"Tweet!" a small blue bird fluttered into the open window of a bedroom that was stacked with books in every place possible. On the desk, on top and inside a wardrobe and even on a desk made out of books to put more books on. The bird perched itself on a bedside table (made out of books) and started to chirp louder.

"Tweet tweet!"

The occupant of the small wooden bed groaned and flipped over with the pillow on top of the head. The bird scowled, then flew onto the blue quilt and chirped again.
"Tweet tweet!"

The louder chirping made the occupant groan and extend out their backside, causing the bird to fly off. The bird continued to chirp, louder and more consistently that it made a small stack of books in the corner to tumble down.

"Argh! Jasper!" the occupant finally sat and shooed the bird away. The occupant was a girl, no older than 19, with a fair complexion and mahogany brown hair that fell in waves to her shoulder blades. The hair was ruffled and tangled from her sleep, and her eyes were a glistening hazel. This was Belle, she was the daughter of the inventor, Maurice, and known as the town's "Beauty." However, if only her psychological side would live up to her physique…

Belle didn't care about the way she looked, or what other people thought of her, and most of all, she did not believe in love. The only friends she had was this bluebird, Jasper, and her horse, Filipe.

"Pretty sure I get to sleep in on a Saturday morning," Belle groaned as she shook her mop of hair and sat up in her bed. Jasper, the bluebird, shrugged and chirped as he flew over to the wardrobe and pulled out Belle's clothes for the day, a white and blue dress. She changed out of her green night dress and slipped on the clothes, tying her brown hair in a loose ponytail and pushing the remaining locks of hair out of her eyes.

"Right," she said with a sigh as she walked out of the room and down the stairs to the living room.

"Let's see was I have to do today."

There was no one there, which was no surprise. Her mother died when she was young, and her father was downstairs in the basement working on a new invention of some kind. Belle walked over to the kitchen and got out a simple glass of milk. Drinking and walking at the same time, she went over to a wooden post that had a white piece of paper attached to a nail. It was a list that her father wrote for her. He wrote it every night before he went to bed and stuck it up in the morning. Ripping it off, she read it and took a swig.

"Okay, go into town, drop off books, get more books and exercise Filipe. Pretty simple," she said to Jasper as she pocketed the note and picked up the basket on the table. The basket had the books she needed to return and a new invention her father had made-steam spray. If any man (Gaston) would try and hurt her, she would spray hot pepper steam in their face.

"Okay, let's go Jasper," Belle said, tapping her shoulder for Jasper to flutter and sit on as she opened the door and left the house.

(*0*)

"AURORA!" King Stephan's voice boomed through the hallway of the castle, echoing off the walls and causing servants to cower and hide. The king was thrashing through the castle and wrecking havoc in every room, trying to find his daughter, and princess, Aurora. His voice caused paintings and sculptures to shiver as he stormed through the castle, desperate to find his daughter.

Such daughter was sitting up in her room, daydreaming out the window down into the forest, her violet blue eyes were half open as she sighed. Phillip and King Hubert were currently in England for a year on business, and the long distance relationship wasn't working out so well. She hadn't heard from her prince in over a month, and she was starting to worry.

"Why can't he show up in my dreams like he used to?" she thought, moving back her flip-flopped bangs and looking down at a pair of birds that were nursing their young. She smiled, hoping for one day to nurse her own child with such love. Footsteps were tapping up to her door, and a gentle knock rapped on her door.
"Come in," Aurora called, looking around to see who it was. The door opened, and there stood Merry-weather, one of her fairies. The two smiled at each other, then the blue fairy dragged herself into the room and collapsed onto a chair in the corner.

"Your father is after you, I suggest that you hurry before he tears down the castle," she said exhaustedly as Aurora stood up, nodded then left the room, tossing her golden hair down her back as she closed the door behind her.

Aurora tip-toed into the main throne hall and waited for her father to show up, and, sure enough, the king came tearing into the room, leaping three feet at a time, until he skidded to a halt In front of his daughter. Aurora was quite taken aback by the king's behaviour, but she kept as her normal kind and sophisticated self as the man cleared his throat.

"There you are! Just where were have you been? I have an urgent message for you and If I find out that you dreaming out that stinking window again-"
"I was in my room, father," Aurora responded in her calm voice as King Stephan took off his crown and wiped his forehead.

"Well you won't be much help up in your room right now, will you? I need you to go into town and pick up my new stallion. You know, the-"

"Black wonder, Hector. I know father, you haven't stopped going on about him for the past three months," Aurora sighed, looking at the stained glass window and smiling. King Stephan, flabbergasted, clicked his fingers in front of his daughters face, bringing her back to earth.

"You must hurry! He needs to get to the stables and create royal foals as quickly as possible!"

"Calm down, father, I'll get Artemis and we can go collect him," Aurora said, thinking of her own horse and how she could use the exercise herself. Stephan nodded and pointed to the door.

"Good! Please change into some more comfortable clothes while I let the stable boys know to get Artemis ready, but please be quick! Young stallions are quite the trouble makers, you know," Aurora heard the words as she walked over to the door and nodded with a smile.

"I understand, father," she said, then walked out of the hall and up to her tower, changing into her grey dress, black corset and black hairband then hurried down to the stables where her French Warmblood, Artemis, stood waiting in her silver saddle and matching bridle. Aurora hoisted herself onto the saddle and ran over the things in her mind.

"Go into town, collect the horse and come back. Pretty simple," she said as she rode Artemis down the forest track, singing a gentle tune to herelf.

Yaay! first chapter done! *still dancing* PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THOUGHT OF IT! I'm a newbie when it comes to fanfics, so don't feel shy to let me know if you love it or hate it, but remember what i said before, kay lovies? ;)

Take care caramel!

~PrincessErin