Valentine's Day Disney Style Chapter 1: Valentine's Day Disney Style, a disney fanfic

Valentine's Day - Disney Style

A/N: I realize it's waaaaaay too early for Valentine's Day 2003 but my muse seems to be working off a little Muse guffaws. I scowl romantic steam. (Result of too many romantic and tearjerker movies in one week) So, as always, nothing belongs to me. Well, nothing that Disney has in its grasp anyway…

Ah…February 14th. The day of Saint Valentine. A day for hidden loves to reveal themselves. The day when lovers come out into daylight, boldly expressing words and actions of affections. A day when undying love and loyalty is promised. A day when the man selling candy and the lady selling roses grin like crazy. But in the world of Disney, there are no such grinning people only looking to earn a quick buck from bouquets and heart shaped boxes full of chocolates. Instead, there are flowers, songs, sappy smiles (which incidentally makes you feel like shoving one of those heart shaped cardboard boxes into their wide grins. They wouldn't know the difference), blushing faces and a lot of confusion, as you will see.

Pretty much everyone in the Disney animated world is matched up. Let's take a look at how our favourite characters are doing on this wonderful love-filled day.

(Camera pans down to Sleeping Beauty's palace)

Sleeping Valentine

Prince Philip awakens with a yawn and looks at Aurora beside him. She still sleeps on peacefully. Philip grins and gets into his clothes. He creeps into the kitchen where the servants with a smile, gives him a silver tray full of food. He nods appreciatively and creeps back upstairs. Putting it on a side table, he makes sure she isn't awake yet. To his relief, Aurora is still sleeping.

Philip goes into the Royal Gardens and picks some red roses. All as red as her lips. He goes back up to their room. Placing the bunch of flowers into a crystal vase, he goes to a drawer and takes out a velvet box. He opens it and looks at the lovely diamond necklace for a while then he sets it beside the vase. Philip takes out his quill and writes in flowing script on a snow white card:

To My Sleeping Beauty

Satisfied, he places the card against the vase. Philip glances at his beautiful wife. She still sleeps on peacefully. He walks to the Royal dining room and munches on his eggs and toast with bacon, expecting a squeal of excitement at any moment. Yes, any minute now, Aurora should come flying down the stairs and into his arms. Yep, any second now…

An hour ticks by and Prince Philip frowns. Maybe she's just especially tired. He decides to wait. He imagines her reaction to his thoughtful Valentine gifts. The past two years, she had been appreciative enough with two roses and a Valentine's Day card since Prince Philip had been busy in court. But this year was different. This year, he'd spend the whole day with her, walking through the gardens, riding horses, enjoying a candlelit dinner together, the kissing afterwards…

The clock chiming awakens Philip from his reverie. He looks at it in shock. It's nearly noon. Usually Aurora would be awake before nine.

Frowning, he goes back upstairs. Aurora slumbers on. Philip considers shaking her till she awoke when a thought strikes him. Of course! Thought Philip as he slaps his forehead. He leans over and kisses her on the cheek. Aurora merely turns onto her back. Philip is shocked.

Has his princess become the Sleeping Beauty permanently?!

He glances at the roses. Red as her lips. Lips…

He slaps his forehead once again for his stupidity. He bends over a second time and smooches her on the lips. This time, it works and the beautiful princess's eyes flutter open. She smiles and starts grinning when she sees the lavish presents her husband has so thoughtfully put on the side table. Aurora throws her arms around his neck and well, you figure it out.

(Camera pulls away to a full view of the castle)

Next, we travel to another Disney Prince and Princess! To Agrabah, Jeeves!

Gift Goof or Agrabah Agony

(Cuts to the Sultan's palace)

Aladdin tiptoes out of his room only to yell in fright at the sight of Rajah.

"Don't do that!" hisses Aladdin. Rajah growls in reply. "Relax! I just have to get Jasmine's gift together!"

He goes on to another room and slowly pushes the door open. There, on a marble pedestal sits the Genie's lamp. At the foot of the pedestal, Abu and Carpet are snoring. Iago is on his perch, also snoring and mumbling something about a young feathery parakeet he'd love to get jiggy with.

Aladdin tiptoes to the pedestal and knocks on the lamp. "Genie!"

He knocks again. "Genie!"

A sign comes out from the lamp.

RUB A DUB DUB, BUB! OR HAS PRINCEY-WINCEY LOST HIS WIT?

Aladdin gets an annoyed look. That security system was getting really annoying. It seemed to think up insults on it's own. Mumbling something even he was shocked to hear coming out of his own mouth, he rubbed the lamp.

Nothing.

"Genie! I'm not in the mood for this! Come on!"

A zip is heard and there floats the Genie in blue and white striped pajamas with a matching nightcap. A teddy bear is tucked under one arm as a toothbrush sticks out of his mouth. Foam covers the bottom half of his blue face. His eyelids are half closed.

"Genie! Wake up!"

"What, huh?"

Genie looks at him through blurred vision. It isn't so blurred that he can't see Aladdin's annoyed expression. He instantly snaps out of it and changes to the Genie we all know and love. "Al! Why so early today?"

Aladdin gulps and whispers.

"I forgot to get a Valentine's Day present for Jas."

"WHAT?!"

"SSH! Not so loud!"

Genie stares at him in disbelief. "I posted signs! I said it to you each day! I even put it on underwear!" Genie whips out a pair of boxers with the words "VALENTINES DAY ON THE 14TH" printed on the back.

"But do you listen?! NO! Do your read?! NO! Do you change your underpants?! NOOO!"

Aladdin glares at him. "This isn't helping, Genie! Just get me a gift and quick!"

Genie eyes him. "What's the magic word………?"

"Please?"

Genie rolls his eyes. "Two words. First word's I. Second word starts with a W. Am I making myself clear?"

Aladdin raises an eyebrow. "One. I freed you. I don't have to say 'I wish for yadda yadda yadda.' Second, do you know you're really cranky in the morning?"

Genie's face turns a deep shade of crimson. He rolls up invisible sleeves a minute later.

"So, what does Princess Jasmine like?"

"Um…"

"You don't know, do you?"

"I know she likes me."

Genie turns to camera. "And he calls himself street wise." With a patient sigh, he turns back to Aladdin. "Lessee, oh! I know!"

Genie turns into a cowboy. An electric cattle prod is in his hands. "Looks like these here lazy critters are gonna need some prodding!"

He pokes Abu and Carpet in the behind with the cattle prod. Abu jumps two feet in the air, making loud monkey noises. Carpet immediately floats right up to the ceiling and falls back down to the floor. "Mornin', boys! We got us some presents to herd! YEEHAW!"

He promptly prods Iago in the butt. Iago flies straight to the ceiling, smacking his entire face into it. He floats back down, flat as a pancake. Genie gingerly picks him up and pulls him so that he's normal again.

"This had better be important. I need my beauty sleep."

"Iago, you need more than sleep. You need a plastic surgeon and two years worth of operations." Iago scowls.

Aladdin interrupts. "It's Jasmine."

"Like I said, it had better be important."

"Iago!"

"What?!"

Aladdin turns desperately towards Genie who has now donned intellectual spectacles and a tie around his neck. He shuffles some papers together and clears his throat. "We are all here today to witness the marriage of…wait, wrong speech." He rifles through a briefcase as the others look on, annoyed and disbelieving at the same time.

"GENIE!"

"Ooh, ooh, right! Anyway, I woke you three up to see what the Princess would want for a Valentine's Day gift."

Abu chatters excitedly. "The monkey says bananas." Translates Iago with a bored look.

Aladdin shook his head. "She only likes certain fruits. Bananas isn't one of them." Abu's face drops.

"How bout jewelry? Chicks love jewelry! We can get some from the Treasury. We'll go get the key and then we'll…" Iago stops as he sees three glares directly at him. "Just a suggestion…"

Carpet taps Genie on the shoulder and makes signs with his tassels. Genie snaps his fingers and out comes a blackboard on an easel and a chalk. Carpet draws quickly on the chalkboard to reveal a horse.

"Too fast. Besides, she prefers to ride on you." Carpet blushes (if carpets can blush…).

Genie snaps his fingers again. "I know! How about an elephant?"

"Too big."

"Chocolate!"

"I guess…" Two dozen boxes drop onto Aladdin. He digs himself out. "Too many!"

They disappear leaving one in Aladdin's hands. "But, she's a princess!"

Genie taps his chin and makes the box disappear. "You're right. Ooh!" He points a finger and a teddy bear is instantly there. "A soft toy!"

"Yeah!" interrupts Iago. "A soft toy when she already has a fluffy tiger for a pet?!"

"True…"

Abu chatters. "Abu says oranges." Iago turns to Abu. "Can't you think about anything else besides fruit?!" Abu sticks his tongue out at him.

Aladdin tries to say something when Genie promptly snaps again and a whole mountain of roses drop on him. "Too red. Besides, she's allergic to them." Says Iago who was now very enthusiastic. The rose mountain disappears.

"Genie-"begins Aladdin when Carpet picks up his chalk and draws cosmetics.

"She's already got a full chest."

"Guys, I- "

"How bout a house?"

"She lives in a palace, you dimwit!"

Abu chatters. "The monkey says a car." Iago looks at Abu. "What's a car?"

Carpet promptly draws a huge 'X' on the chalkboard. Aladdin tries to say something else again when Genie interrupts. "Ah HAH!"

He waves his hands and a dress like Jasmine's floats in mid air in front of them. "Too pink."

The genie waves. "Too blue."

Wave. "Now it's too green!"

Aladdin sighs and slips out of the room as the colour war begin. He walks to the gardens and sighs. It's still early morning and his gaze falls on some jasmine flowers. He brightens.

Jasmine sits up and stretches. Blinking, she looks around. Aladdin isn't there. "Aladdin?" She gets up only to have jasmine flowers thrust into her face. "Wha-?"

She looks up to see Aladdin smiling at her.

"Happy Valentine's Day."

Jasmine smiles and takes the flowers. "Thank you, Aladdin. They're beautiful!"

"I'm sorry. They must not seem like much."

"Aladdin, it's not the gift." She puts her hand on his. "It's the thought." She leans over and kisses him.

Meanwhile...

"Too chocolate."

Zap.

"Too yellow."

Zap.

"Eew!"

"Make up your mind already!"

"Are you crazy? With those kind of colours!?"

Now, we go to Ancient Greece and who is there but………Hercules and Meg!

(Fades to Mt. Olympus)

A Herculean Love

CRASH!

Meg sighed and walked to her husband who had an agora over his head and the tray of what used to be breakfast splattered on the wall. She stopped right in front of him, her hands on her hips. Hercules looked up to see her sandals. His eyes traveled upwards and saw Meg's amused face. A rose was stuck between his lips. He grinned sheepishly and the rose fell out.

Shaking her head, Meg helped him up. "And just what did you think you were doing?"

Hercules picked up the rose and gave it to her. "Um, happy Valentine's Day?"

Meg took it with a smile. Tiptoeing, she kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks." Hercules grinned . "I'll clean this up." A minute after picking up the tray, he tripped and fell flat on his face.

Meg hurried over to him and helped him up. "I'LL clean it up and make breakfast, all right? You go wait for Phil."

Hercules kissed her gratefully and walked to the cloud living room. He'd sent Pegasus to fetch Phil about an hour ago. Usually, Phil would visit three times a week ever since Hercules and Megara had come to Olympus. A neigh brought Hercules running out.

"Hi…Phil?"

"Hey, kid." Instead of the satyr's usual cheerful greeting, his face was sullen and down-in-the-dumps.

"Phil, what's wrong?"

The short satyr sighed. "Nothing you can help me with, kid. Don't worry bout' it."

Hercules and Pegasus exchanged looks as Phil walked into the cloud living room. Meg walked out carrying a plate with scrambled eggs and another one with grass on it.

"Hi, Phil." Phil just waved as he sighed.

Meg looked at Hercules as he and Pegasus came in. Both had the same question in their heads. What was wrong?

"Come on, Phil. Spill it. What's up?" Meg put the two plates onto the surprisingly sturdy cloud coffee table. She and Hercules sat beside Phil.

"WelL…promise you won't laugh."

"Promise." They said in unison.

"I'm in love." Two immortals and a flying horse raised one, solitary eyebrow each.

"In…love." Said Meg doubtfully.

Phil nodded slowly.

"I see. Uh, with who?" asked Hercules.

"A nymph called Aerina."

Pegasus wasn't as tactful. He fell onto his back and laughed as a horse could. Phil scowled at him.

"Um, Meg? Don't you have to see Aphrodite? With Pegasus?" He emphasized the name Aphrodite.

Meg smiled. "Thank you, dear. You just reminded me. Come on, Pegasus."

The flying horse didn't budge. Meg had to literally push him out and mounted him. "Pegasus, we just may be able to help Phil. Come on, we've got a pink goddess to look up."

Back in the cloud home, Hercules was trying to talk Phil out of his slump. "Aw, come on Phil. It can't be that bad!"

"Yes, it is!" wailed Phil. Hercules's eyebrows rose high. Wailing wasn't something Phil did at all. He was serious.

"How?"

"She doesn't like me! I've tried everything! Flowers, candy, the whole kebab! It all went up in flames!"

Hercules rubbed the back of his neck. Romance wasn't exactly his best subject. "Did you talk to her?"

"What are you? Deaf? Of course I talked to her!"

Herc rubbed his ears. "I meant, romantic talk. As in proper talk. Not chase after her like a girl crazy maniac."

Phil glared at him. "Watch it, pal."

Hercules put his hands in the don't-hit-me pose. "I'm just being honest! Maybe Aerina would prefer someone who talks to her nicely."

"Well…"

"Come on. What've you got to lose?"

"I guess you're right, kid."

"Come on!"

"WOAH!"

Herc grabbed him by the horns and borrowed Apollo's chariot. After landing on the Isle of Idra and sending the horses back to Apollo, Herc made Phil lead him to the stream where nymphs usually went to play. There, with her friends, was Aerina. She made Phil's knees wobble. Herc hadn't seen him like this.

He ripped out a bunch of white daisies and handed it to Phil. "Look, let me introduce you then, you come out and give her these. Okay?"

"What do I say to her?"

"Uh, just wish her a happy valentine's day and well, we'll figure it out. Right now, just stay here and don't come out till you see me say it's okay."

"Gotcha."

"And, Phil?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't eat those, okay? No matter how hungry you are."

Phil grew red. "Oh, right…"

The hero walked towards the nymphs stealthily, making sure his sandals didn't make a single sound. The water nymphs were still splashing water around and playing when he cleared his throat softly. With a gasp, the nymphs started to run. "Wait, wait, wait! It's okay! It's just me, Hercules!"

The nymphs stopped and turned around. "Hercules? What're you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in Olympus?"

One of them with white hair added cheekily. "With Meg? It IS Valentine's Day!"

They giggled as Herc did his sheepish grin. "Speaking of which, uh, which one of you is Aerina?"

One of them with blue hair and green eyes, with pale green skin came up towards him. "I'm Aerina."

Herc looked at her properly. She was cute but he still preferred his Meg. "Do you mind if I talk to you in private?"

Aerina looked at her friends and waved them away. They all scurried off. "Okay, talk all you want."

"Well, do you know if my trainer, Phil the Satyr's around?"

Aerina made a face. "Phil? Eew!"

"What's so eew about him?"

"He's short, fat and hairy. He's nymph crazy and he smells."

Herc half smiled at the accurate description. "He's not too bad once you get to know him, y'know."

"Uh huh, sure."

"I'm serious! Look at me! He trained me!"

The nymph looked at Herc from head to toe. "Keep going…"

Hercules recounted the training sessions, how Phil would always encourage him to keep on going, to never give up. When he needed him most, Phil came running, ready to help.

By the time he was finished, Aerina was quite ready to meet Phil. "But he isn't here…"

Herc grinned. "Phil? You around?"

"Right here, kid!"

Phil came up to him, grinning sheepishly at Aerina. She smiled sweetly at him. Phil just stared at her with an idiotic grin, the bunch of flowers in his hand. It wasn't until Herc nudged him with his foot that Phil handed out the daisies.

"Er, um, uh, um………" He looked up at Herc.

Happy Valentine's Day, mouthed Herc.

"Uh, H, happy St. Patrick's Day, Aerina."

Herc slapped his forehead. Phil quickly corrected himself. "What I meant was, uh Happy Valentine's Day! Yeah, that's what I mean, hehe………"

Aerina giggled. "Thank you, Phil."

After that, the suave Phil Hercules never knew came out. "Say, you wanna go for a walk?"

"Sure."

Phil held out an arm. "After you, Madame." Aerina giggled again and hooked her arm around Phil's.

With a last wink at Hercules, Phil went off hand-in-hand with Aerina. "Oh, Phil! I never knew you were so muscular."

"Well, I work out a lot………"

Herc shook his head and smiled as he saw them walk off. A familiar neigh made him turn around. It was Megara on Pegasus. She jumped down and hugged him. "Where's Phil?"

Herc grinned. "Take a guess."

"I think…Aerina has fallen for Phil?"

"First prize goes to Megara of Thebes for a correct answer!"

Meg whacked him slightly on the arm. "Let's go home, Meg. Phil's gonna be busy for the rest of the day." They mounted Pegasus.

"Or week." Said Meg with a grin.

As they flew back to Olympus, Herc had a sudden thought. "Meg, you didn't really went to see Aphrodite, did you?"

Meg waved at the goddess of love as they arrived. Aphrodite winked. "Oh, I may have said a thing or two to her…"

Hercules hugged her. "You're the best, you know that?"

Meg snuggled in his arms. "What took you so long to find out?"

Both of them grinned.

Indeed, what did take him so long to find out? That's another story! Anyway, from Greece, we go to China! Ancient China! Home of the heroine, Fa Mulan!

(Cut to Mulan's home)

Aren't Surprises Part of Valentine's Day?

Mulan wiped her brow as she swept the floor. Two months had passed since she returned home. Shang had stayed for dinner then left the next day. Chinese New Year was about two weeks away and the Fa family had been busy spring cleaning. To think China's heroine still has to sweep floors and do chores, thought Mulan. She smiled wryly but sighed the next minute. Captain Shang hadn't been back ever since that dinner. She still had no idea whether he liked her or not. Hearing footsteps she continued sweeping. It was just Granny Fa.

"And how is the sweeping coming along?"

"Fine, granny."

The old woman grinned and took the broom. "You've been working hard. Take a rest. I'll finish this up."

Mulan smiled and kissed her grandmother on the cheek. "Thanks, granny." She ran off to her room. Granny Fa shook her head at her grand daughter.

Honestly, who on earth could come close to her grand daughter?

Granny Fa grinned suddenly as she picked up the broom.

Herself, naturally.

"See you again, Madam Chong!" Madam Chong waved her goodbye and left. Mulan shut the door and gave a relieved sigh. The Fa home had been flooded with visitors for the past fourteen days. (A/N: CNY lasts for 15 days) Although it had been fun to see all her friends, it was exhausting. Her father and mother who'd seen Madam Chong off along with her, went to have a cup of tea.

Granny Fa chuckled. "Oh, how fun it was to see all your old friends again, Zhou."

"Indeed, mother."

Mulan eyed her father. "Why didn't you tell me you met the emperor before?"

Fa Zhou smiled. "At least now you know your father is rather well known, eh?"

Fa Li smiled as well. "Oh, Mulan. Did Captain Li say anything about visiting us tomorrow?"

Mulan felt a slight pink rush to her cheeks at his name. "No, mama. He hasn't even sent me any letters since he left."

Granny Fa's eyes twinkled. "Do I detect some disappointment, Mulan?"

"Granny, when a friend doesn't send you any clue where he is or whether he's even still alive, wouldn't you be the least bit disappointed?"

Granny Fa merely drank her tea and innocently said. "Anyway, tomorrow is Chap Goh Mei. The day when young ladies wish for a good husband."

Mulan grew redder when three pairs of eyes focused on her. "What?!"

Fa Li and Granny Fa cleared their throats. Fa Zhou laughed. "Get a good night's sleep, Mulan. Tomorrow will be a busy day for you."

The next evening, Mulan pulled on a dress her mother had made especially for her. "Are you sure you don't need me to go with you?"

"Mama, I'm going with Chuan Lai and Shi Ping! We'll be fine!"

Fa Li shook her head with a smile. "All right then. Bring home a husband, will you?"

"Mama!"

Fa Li laughed. "Just joking. Go on now. The carriage is outside waiting."

With a final wave to her mother, Mulan climbed into the carriage. Along the way, the carriage driver picked up her two friends. The three girls laughed and talked as they made their way to the seaside. All three got right to the beach. The tide was out at the moment. Chuan Lai held a lantern in her hand while Shi Ping and Mulan carried some mandarin oranges.

Although Mulan didn't really believe that some oranges that got thrown into the sea could bring a husband, she did it anyway. A number of girls were also there along with them. Mulan shut her eyes, made her wish and threw the orange as far as it could go. Thanks to her training, it went the furthest.

"Mulan! I can't even see yours!" exclaimed Shi Ping.

"Do you even know which is mine?" teased Mulan. A great number of oranges bobbed along with the current. Some going with it while others floated back to shore.

"Come on. We better head back." Said Chuan Lai.

The carriage rolled along the way.

"So, Mulan. What kind of husband did you wish for?"

Mulan looked at Shi Ping with a glint in her eye and a grin on her face. "If I told you, he won't come, now will he?"

Chuan Lai grinned. "I'm not scared. I wished for a rich and powerful husband! One who could buy me whatever I asked for!"

"Then he should be the emperor. What with YOUR extravagant tastes!" Chuan Lai just smiled good-naturedly.

"I wished for a husband who would only give me all his attention." Shi Ping sighed. "Like that's ever going to happen."

Mulan smiled. "Don't worry. Somewhere out there, there must be a man who can do that."

"So, how about you?"

"Me?" She smiled a little wider, a certain red cape popping into view suddenly. "I wished to be loved for who I am. Just a man who loves me and be loyal to me."

"Now THAT'S a wish!"

Soon, Mulan reached home. She waved goodbye to her friends. Mulan pushed open the door expecting to see her family waiting for her.

"Mama, I'm…" She looked up.

"Shang!?"

The captain grinned back at her. "Good evening, Mulan."

She crossed the room with a large smile and sat by the table where he too was sitting. "Where've you been? What've you been doing?"

Shang explained he'd been busy at the Palace and at home. His younger sister had gotten married and being the only man now, he was responsible for almost everything.

"No wonder you haven't written."

"So... did you have a good new year's celebration?"

Mulan smiled. "Yeah. I guess."

Shang glanced at her dress. "You've been to the seaside, I suppose."

"Do I really smell like fish?"

Shang laughed. "No. Just that, well, I found this." He put a mandarin orange on the table. Mulan picked it up and held it in her hands. She looked at him through the corner of her eye.

Mulan grinned. "This isn't mine, Shang."

"Oh? Then how about this? Or this?" He put four more on the table.

Mulan laughed. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you bought all those, Li Shang!"

"You doubt a captain's words?"

"Oh, I dare not, sir!" They laughed some more.

Granny Fa poked her head out. "Do you two mind? Some people are trying to sleep!"

Mulan hid a smile. "Sorry, granny." Shaking her head, Granny Fa went back inside her room.

"I better get going. Disturbing the family of your future wife isn't good." The sidelong glance from the young captain to her was slightly nervous.

Mulan stared at him.

"Could, could you repeat that?"

"Isn't good?"

"Before that."

"Disturbing the family?"

"No! After that!"

"Isn't good again?"

"You know what I mean, Shang!"

He grinned. "Future wife?"

She gasped. "Why? How?"

"I sent a letter to your father, asking for your hand in marriage. Your grandmother thought it be fun to include the oranges." He took her hands.

"Now... the only thing is will you?"

Mulan put a hand to her head. Shang, seeing as she looked like she was about to faint, quickly put his hands on her shoulders. "You okay?"

"I'm deliriously happy."

Shang smiled. "I hope that means yes."

Mulan eyed him then tiptoed and kissed him softly on his lips for a second. "It does. And that was for the oranges."

She elbowed him in the stomach. "That was for not writing for two months!"

Shang chuckled. He took her into his arms and returned her kiss, slowly and gently. When they finally drew apart, it took a few minutes for Shang to speak again. "That, Mulan, was for being the most amazing girl I've ever met."

Mulan hugged him tighter.

Her wish had come true.

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