Disclaimer: Since part of the inspiration for Prince Charming (David and James) was The Prince and the Pauper, I decided when I finished school that I would like to write up a similar fanfic of it on here but in Once terms. All rights go to Mark Twain, the original writer of The Prince and the Pauper, and to Adam and Eddie as the creators of Once. Please be aware that this might not be exactly true to Prince and the Pauper, nor will it be the same as OUAT, but I hope to do ok with it.
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Once in the Enchanted Forest, on a certain November day, and in the late 1800s, a boy was born to a family of the name of Nolan, and to a family of shepherds who struggled to keep him. On the same day, another child was adopted by a rich family who ruled over the land and did want him. All of the Enchanted Forest wanted him to. All the citizens had longed for him for what felt like forever, and hoped for him, and prayed God to deliver him, that now that he had really come, the people were mad for joy. Mere acquaintances hugged and kissed each other and cried. Everybody took a holiday, and high and low, rich and poor, feasted and danced and sang, and got very mellow; and they kept this up for days and nights together. By day, the Enchanted Forest was a sight to see, with brightly coloured banners waving from every balcony and housetop, and splendid soldiers marching by. By night, it was also a sight to see, with bonfires and the general public making merry over him. No! There had never been as much talk as that of Prince James of the Enchanted Forest, who lay in silks and satins, unconscious of all this fuss, unaware of the fact that great lords and ladies were doting over him, and not caring much either. There was no talk, however, about the other baby, David Nolan, dressed in as poor a clothing as could be afforded, except for among the shepherd and his wife who he had now come to trouble with his presence.