Second songfic suggested by kikipanda825! "Wildest Dreams" by Taylor Swift
watch?v=IdneKLhsWOQ

Also, it's not exactly how the music video is, don't ask why, but I liked it better when Agatha died. Anyways, the setting is kind of like taglove's Shades of Cool, go check it out!

Also, this one is kind of sad, let me know if you cried, I almost cried XD

I doubt you will though. R&R, and tell me if I should continue! It kinda won't be based on the song, but it'd be a cool story, don't you think?

She was the star of the show. A girl of ebony black hair, brown eyes, and pale skin. A Hollywood star to be exact. And her name was Agatha. She had gone from Camelot queen, to Hollywood star.

Agatha looked down at her former life, teeth clenched. Herself, unwillingly having makeup smothered over her face. She remembered what he had said to her.

"Let's get out of here, somewhere just you and me. Away from the crowd." he'd said. Agatha sighed.

"Nothing can help me now." she said, standing up from the cloud she had sat on. "Nothing lasts forever."

She cried softly. It'd taken her down so far. Before him, she had had such a peaceful life. A mother, her cat, and a best friend. No fights, no wars.

"He's tall. Isn't he." called another voice. Agatha turned. Sophie. She had died too, a couple years before Agatha. She disappeared one night, and then a few days later, she was found dead. She still wouldn't say how she died.

"Handsome too." Agatha smiled.

"As hell." Sophie replied. Their vision of the past ended. They only saw the present now. They saw their old prince, suffering from depression. He hid it. Or tried to. Their once prince, now a smoker and alcoholic.

"So bad..." Agatha thought. Agatha turned to Sophie.

"I remember it, dying. I saw the beginning of my end." Agatha told her. Sophie smiled softly. She had made many mistakes, but so had Agatha. They'd both striven to fix them. Agatha smiled at her friend.

Tedros POV

Agatha and I kissed. The two of us, alone, in the damp streets of Italy. We had traveled the world. We had just left a romantic dinner for two, I had done it for our honey moon. We'd just been married. Agatha had protested a honey moon, said the word itself was the worst, but I didn't listen, being the brat I was. When I showed up with about a million plane tickets, Agatha gave in.

Agatha tasted my soft minty breath one last time before she had been shot. It was surprising, but I had guessed it was because Rafal knew we would be less suspecting.

"Agatha!" I had shouted. Agatha didn't speak, she just... I don't know. Looked into my eyes before she collapsed.

"Someone call an ambulance!" I had shouted as crowds of people surrounded me. I took her head into his arm as she died.

"Don't leave me Agatha." I'd cried. Agatha smiled.

"On one condition." she replied softly in a raspy voice. "Tell me you'll remember me. Like the old days *cough cough*..."

Her voice grew raspier as she spoke more. "In a nice clean white dress, with no blood on it. Like... like in... Camelot... just, spending time together. Without a fear in the world. The world against us. *cough cough* Like Sophie. With her, beautiful bold red lips... and her... rosy cheeks... though, mine were never all that rosy." she spoke, half hardheartedly laughing.

"Just... we'll see each other again. No matter... wherever we are... even if it's just in your dreams..." Agatha smiled. I softly cried, my tears dropping onto dying Agatha's cheeks.

"I promise."

"Well bloody hell. Of course I wouldn't forget her." Tedros said.

I knew what to do next. Slipping away with my True Love in my arms, dainty, bloody, and beautiful, I did one last spell. One last portal. I wove my glowing gold fingertip at a wall, and slipped away before anyone noticed. I walked into the kitchen where his mother, Lancelot, and Merlin were.

"Oh Tedros, can't you come back to us without... without... a... dead princess?!" Guinever shouted, she ran to me and took her daughter in law into her arms.

"What'd you two do?" she asked.

"No one has to know what we do." I spat, racing up to my room. I threw himself onto his bed like a child. I looked at the end of their bed and all he saw was me and Agatha, kissing, my hands in Agatha's hair. I looked away to see their room. Messy. Like always. His clothes, her clothes.

Her voice was still familiar. It sounded like an angel speaking, with a splash of sarcasm and tingling bells. Agatha would kill him if she heard me saying that.

Nothing lasts forever.

"It had just started. Like, getting good I guess." Tedros said.

"And when you two had your very last kiss, she gave you a request. You're only following half through with it."

Tedros looked spitefully at his therapist. He knew he shouldn't have listened to Merlin. It was some friend of Guinevere's or something. Well, there were two. One was a man named Hunter, and the other was a woman named Zaria. Probably from honey and cheese land or something. Drinking and smoking was better than this.

Agatha POV (Is therapist the right word for someone who went into depression?)

Agatha cried as she looked down at Tedros, talking to a therapist. She sighed. They both saw this in the hindsight. They should have known that letting a fairytale villian into that world would be bad. They should have known that they were to relaxed. They should have known it was all too good to be true. They should have known that they'd spent too much time fighting.

It's burned already. It's too late. Agatha smiled slightly though, he'd done her request, he remembered her, but their memories haunted him. Right now, she wished he could forget about her. Even just for a moment. Their memories followed him. She had hoped that her last request would make him feel better, she had hoped that Tedros would remember her in a good way, but now all it felt like was their memories reminded him of his mistakes. Every minute she had the urge to go and comfort him, then remembered she couldn't. Once she had jumped off of the cloud, and Tedros had seen her, but when she had ran to him, she dissipated into dust, and Tedros was accused of hallucination.

Tedros POV

I sat outside in our royal garden. I had never gone back to the other world after Agatha died. I remember seeing her, her black hair longer, tied in some fancy 'do. Her brown eyes big, her skin fair, it was Agatha. I had bolted up, and she smiled bigger than thought imaginable. She was wearing a beautiful, silky white dress that looked like it was in shreds, but in a pretty layer kind of way. She was barefoot and wore no jewelry, but her lips were red. When we rushed towards each other, she dissipated into dust as soon as we touched, I saw her face change into distress as she started to disappear. I know it happened.

She was there for sure. Not that anyone else believes me.

Agatha POV

Agatha turned to her mother. One upside. She was with her mother now. For her mother, it was a sad memory that she had lied to her daughter and that her daughter would never be happy with just them. But it was for the best.

"Couldn't I go down? Leave him a sign?" Agatha pleaded.

"I-I don't know." Callis stuttered. She had never been asked that. When Callis died, she had been astonished to wake again, and to be told by Vanessa that she was dead. Vanessa had overcome her mistakes, and was truly Good now. When Callis and Vanessa's friendship had been restored, identical silver diadems with white gems on them had appeared on their heads.

"Ask Vanessa, dear." Callis smiled, her original beauty had been restored, beautiful, long brown hair, big beautiful brown eyes, and pale skin.

Vanessa's looks had been restored too, but now she had long silky black hair, beautiful dark brown black eyes, and fair skin. Vanessa appeared next to Callis.

"You called?" she laughed.

"Please Vanessa, I won't be seen, I won't touch him this time." Agatha pleaded. "I just want to leave him a sign."

Vanessa looked astounded at this request. Sophie appeared next to her mother.

"Please mother? It is her True Love, and if I can't have my Happily Ever After, and Agatha's was destroyed because of mine, can Agatha please give Tedros another taste of happiness? It's been two years." Sophie said, matching Agatha's big scared eyes. Agatha had to stop herself from laughing, she knew that Sophie was just acting, while she may have meant this, it was taking quite the acting to try to get her mother to agree, and Agatha knew that Sophie was trying her hardest not to shout and scream. Vanessa stuttered like Callis had.

"If you go, you can't go again." Vanessa softly told her.

"Why not?" Agatha asked.

"Angel Rules. If we kept going down we'd keep messing people up, and they'd all go to the therapists because they hallucinated a woman or man falling from the sky." Vanessa replied. "If you try, you'll burn to death on the way down and your prince will have to watch. When your True Love falls, you know when they're falling."

Agatha quietly nodded. "But... may I go?"

"Leonora?" she called, turning from her. Lady Lesso appeared, she kept her customary outfit, but her skin finally looked normal, and she looked less like someone itching to cut your head off, and more like someone who was finally at peace.

"I don't see why not." Lady Lesso said. Sophie, Callis, and Vanessa smiled at Agatha. Agatha smiled back.

Agatha jumped, but Lady Lesso caught her.

"And we don't mind you talking to him." Leonora smiled. Agatha nodded, and gave her back a smile. She tucked her arms into her chest and let herself fall.

Tedros POV

He was in his room. It was after the therapy. He didn't need to do anything, Guinever wouldn't let him be king until he became less "emotional". She said that Camelot needed a strong leader. While she admitted she wasn't all that strong, she said she didn't want Camelot to fall just because of a young teenager's emotions. And she disagreed with the whole "16 and then you're king" rule.

Tedros looked out the window to see what looked like a falling star. He'd only seen this once before.

"Mom! MERLIN!" he shouted. He hurled himself out of bed and came into the living room, swung around the corner and into the garden. His mother and Merlin gave each other shared looks, but ran outside to Tedros. They were astounded by what they saw.

A girl.

A girl with black hair, wearing a silky layered white dress, and barefoot. She shook as she stood.

"Fair skin, brown eyes, red lips... MERLIN!" Guinevere cried as she grabbed Merlin. Merlin looked at her. Lancelot rushed out.

"The kid manages to yell out his mother and the wizard but not the knight. What the hell's happening?" Lancelot shouted. Guinevere pointed to the girl. His face lost color.

She smiled.

"Hi."

Lancelot dropped his sword.

"Agatha!" Tedros shouted, running to her. Agatha backed away.

"No touchie! That's how I go back." Agatha smiled. Tedros smiled back.

"I wish I could kiss you." Tedros whispered. Agatha smiled.

"Me too."

Agatha flung a letter at him.

"Read it later." she said. Tedros gave a lop-sided smile.

"You managed to write me a letter. But you can't kiss me?"

"No." Agatha smirked. "Anyways, it actually takes longer to fall than a few seconds, so I wrote this on the way down."

Guinevere and Lancelot started to walk back, and Guinevere grabbed Merlin to ensure he'd come too.

A little bit later

"Agatha." Tedros whispered. "Why can't you live with me? Just, not touch me?"

"Because. It'd be more painful to live with me without being able to touch, or if we're sleeping and we bump and I go home and then you wake up to find you're alone." Agatha whispered back. They were sitting on a garden bench, hands close, but not touching. It was sunset.

"Just remember me like this." Agatha smiled. "Not looking like I was just in a war."

Tedros just smiled back. Agatha stood.

"I have to go." she whispered. Tedros bolted up.

"What? Why?"

"Because I told everyone I'd be back before dawn, and you do want to sleep right?"

"I'd rather never sleep again to never see you, idiot!"

"How is it you manage to insult me and flirt at the same time?"

"Special talent."

"Great. A goodbye kiss?" Agatha asked, laughing.

"You betcha. You ain't going home otherwise. And if I don't kiss you, you'll kiss me." Tedros smiled. They leaned in and their lips touched. Tedros was disappointed to find that Agatha's sweet lemony breath was gone.

"I told you we'd see each other again." Agatha said, softly smiling.

"Even if-"

"It's in our wildest dreams." they said together. Agatha took his hand as it melted to dust. Soon she was gone, and in a flash, her dust was up in the clouds. Tedros smiled. They'd always be together.