When the Rocca sisters were children, their mother would read them bedtime stories. They were the stories of the Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Andersen that had been reworked for children and Disney movies. Of course, like any little girls, Madison and Vida ate the stories up, dreaming of princes and princesses, and monsters, and little children. Those stories always had good prevailing over evil, and happy endings.

But as the sisters grew older, their interest in the bedtime stories changed and divided the two of them. Vida looked at the original texts, the stories where Cinderella's stepsisters cut off part of their feet to try and fit into the glass slipper or where the evil queen who tried to poison Snow White is sentenced to dance in heated, iron shoes until she falls dead.

To Madison though, these were not the fairytales that had lulled her to sleep, or inspired her to create. She relished the Disney versions, and dreamed, and wished for a prince charming to come her way, while Vida rolled her eyes and sighed at her sister's foolishness.

But one day, it did appear that Madison's prince had come, not on a noble horse and not in fancy clothes. However, those minor details didn't matter as time went on, as her prince was charming, and caring, and saved her numerous times. Vida was not afraid to point out to Madison that he was no Disney prince, but Madison didn't care. He was to her, and that's all that mattered to her.

Soon, it became clear that prince charming was interested in the blue mermaid and though she didn't have a ball gown, or glass slippers, that enough made Madison feel like a princess.

But while they danced around each other, nothing really happened till the prince had to leave for another quest, to tell his adopted parents all that had happened. And in true Disney fashion, he promised he'd return for his little mermaid, giving her his blanket to keep as a token.

Disappointed, but still pleased by his promise, Madison waited. She felt she could have her happily ever after, after all, love is a lot to work for, even in fairytales, but Vida wasn't so sure.

Madison slept with the little blanket next to her, for weeks, which turned into months and so on. She waited, but he didn't come. Vida believed Nick to be a good person and that he did mean to return, but his delay was draining on her as she watched her sister lose more and more hope.

She'd watch Madison sleep sometimes, with the blanket beside her, and think of the story of the prince and the little mermaid. The one with the Disney red hair, and happy ending that Madison knew and loved and the one she knew. Because, while in the film she lived happily ever after, the story by Andersen gave a different ending, the original ending, and there…

The little mermaid died of a broken heart.

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AN: Before people start getting technical with me, that she died because she couldn't kill the sleeping prince, I still say that it was a broken heart though, because the only way to fix her heart from breaking was to kill him, which she couldn't do. I don't really want to debate it though, if you are a fan of the original at it bothers you, just let me say I took artistic liberty in this…

I've been doing a lot of humour stories lately, I felt I needed a little depressing to even things out…