I had some leftover ideas after finishing Second Last Colour of the Rainbow, and somehow they turned into this. No, I don't understand it either. Treat it as an addition to the previous fic or separately, as you like.
I disclaim Bel, Mammon, and any fairy tales. I claim the weirdness.
Once upon a time, a prince placed his diadem on the head of an esper.
"You'll be precious," he had said. "Almost like a princess."
So the esper had taken off her black hood and allowed the prince to adorn her purple hair with the silver crown. And now she stood in front of the mirror and regarded her reflection on the glassy surface.
"Magic mirror on the wall, who's the greediest of them all~?" sing-sang the prince.
"Mu," the esper smiled. "I'm the witch queen, then? Poisoning apples?"
"You can be the witch who didn't get invited to the christening, if you like, shishishi."
"Or the baby she cursed. The evil witch is seldom cursed, you know."
"The Sleeping Beauty? Expecting me to wake you up with a kiss?"
"After all, you're a prince. But I'm already awake."
"How about," the prince stood behind the esper and put her hood back on her head, "Little Black Riding Hood?"
"Floating," the esper corrected, pointedly.
"Little Black Floating Hood," the prince conceded. "Going to your granny to make her give you money."
"And you're the wolf, I expect? Prince wolf?"
The esper turned to the prince, who took her face into his hands, forcing her to look up at him.
"And I'll eat you, little princess in a black cloak…"
"…mhm…"
"…"
"…oohhh…"
"…"
"…"
"Shishishishi…"
And they lived quite contentedly for a fairly long time.