this is my entry for the Sarah and Hottie contest. I do not own MBAV, nor am I getting paid for this.

The Tea Party Of Death

~Sarah's P.O.V.~

I was led by my hand inside the building. The first thing I noticed was the bodyguards. The second thing I noticed was all the Egyptian settings. They were beautiful. He was dressed as the prince he is, and it made my heart flutter. He adorned my head with a dangly thing. I didn't know what it was, but it matched my dress.

"Come Sarah, have a seat. Guards, excuse us." He pulled out my chair. I blushed and accepted it. He sat across from me. "I am glad to be able to spend my final hours with you."

"Final?" I asked, baffled.

"Yes, I must return home after this tea. That is why I must ask you a question."

"Anything, Hottie."

"Will you join me to the afterlife as my princess? We could spend eternity together. I'm willing to do anything for you, Sarah, and it breaks my heart to leave you. If you come with me, I won't have to. Join me."

I couldn't breathe. This was too much. He had asked me to die with him? For him? I stood suddenly.

"Hottie, no. No, I can't. I'm sorry, but I don't think we're that serious yet." I explained. I watched him nod sadly.

"it's alright, Sarah. I understand. It is too much too ask one. But please, do not leave me in my last hour. Will you share this tea with me, before I go?" He gestured to the set, and I couldn't help but sit down. I didn't want to die for him, but I didn't want to leave him either.

"...Alright."

I watched him smile and pour us tea. It came out light brown, but as the cup filled, it was almost black.

"I've prepared this tea myself. It is very ceremonial for deaths. Will you have the first drink?it is traditional."

"In that case..." I picked up the cup. The tea was steaming, but the cup was cold. I put the cup to my lips...

"Sarah, no!" Ethan and Benny ushered in and took the cup out of my hand.

"Hey!" I shouted, furious and hissing.

"Sarah, if you drink this, it's a one way ticket to the Underworld!" Ethan said. I turned to Hottie, who stood.

"Hottie, is this true?"

"Sarah, I wish nothing more than for you to become my eternal bride. Please." He held out his cup for me, his hand shaking.

it scared me, and angered me, to know he tried to trick me. But, at the same time... it was the most romantic thing.

"Hottie... You're amazing. Your the first to accept me, all of me. I can't let you go. But, I can't go with you. Stay." He bowed his head sadly.

"I cannot. I would not have forced you if there was any other way. I love you. If there was any other way that I have not thought of, please, tell me." I was panting. There was a way.

"There is a way. You won't like it."

"Sarah, anything." I nodded and grabbed the hand with the tea and spilled it, before biting his wrist. He cried out, but I saw him smile.

when he woke up, the guards came in.

"I will not bow to you no longer." He smiled.

"Then I am no longer your Prince."