Disclaimer:I own nothing, except Sophie.
AN: If you would like to know more about Sophie, and why Tara is alive, you can read my other story "Willow's Child", altough it is not neccessary to do so to understand this.
"Mommy Willow, can you tells me a bedtime story please?" Sophie asked as Willow tucked the three-year old into bed.
"Okay then" said Willow, sitting on the bed beside her daughter. "Which one would you like? Hansel and Gretel?"
"No."
"Little Red Riding Hood?"
"Nope."
"The Three Little Pigs?"
"Nuh-uh"
"How Auntie Faith Broke Out Of The Big House?" That had, much to Willow's despair, become Sophie's favourite story, and when Faith had first told it while babysitting one night when Willow and Tara had gone out, Willow had felt like murdering the Dark Slayer. Needless to say, Faith had not been allowed to babysit since.
"No" said Sophie. "I wants a story with you and Mama Tara in it"
"Oh. Like the one about the time me and the Scoobies stopped Mama Tara's Daddy from taking her away?" Sophie shook her head.
"I wants a fairytale story, but with you and Mama Tara in it"
"Well, I guess I could make one up" said Willow. "Let me think. Yes, I know just the thing." "Even If I am just stealing the plot of a Disney movie" Willow thought.
"Tell me, tell me!" Sophie cried happily.
"Okay, here goes. Once upon a time, in a far away land, a beautiful young wiccan princess lived in a shining castle. Although she had everything her heart desired, the princess was spoiled, selfish, and unkind."
"She doesn't sound very nice" said Sophie.
"She wasn't" Willow continued. "Then, one cold winter's night, an old beggar woman came to the castle, offering a single red rose in return for shelter. But the princess, repulsed by the woman's appearance, turned her away. She warned the princess not to be fooled by appearances, but when she dismissed her again, the woman's ugliness melted away, revealing her to be a beautiful enchantress. The princess tried to apologise to the enchantess but it was too late, as she had seen no trace of love in the princess's cold heart."
"No love?" said Sophie, eyes widening in surprise. "Not even a little bit?"
"Not even a little bit. As punishment, the enchantress transformed her into a dark witch, with black hair and eyes, and horrible looking veins spreading across her face, then placed a powerful spell on the castle and all who lived in it. Ashamed of her hideous appearance, the witch, Dark Willow, counseled herself from inside the castle, a magic mirror acting as her only window to the outside world. The rose offered by the enchantress was really an enchanted rose, which would bloom until Dark Willow's eighteenth year. If she could learn to love another and earn their love in return by the time the last petal fell, the spell would be broken. If not, she would remain as Dark Willow forever. As the years passed, she lost all hope... For who could ever learn to love a witch?"
AN: That's the prologue! I'm thinking of doing a series of these, all different Buffy-fied Disney movies, so tell me what you think!