MY AiW Story
By: Immortal Wolf Lover
(A/N I OWN NOTHING IF I DID THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN HOW THE MOVIE WENT TO BEGIN WITH) NOT A MALICE FIC AND WILL PROABABLY BE A HALICE FIC.
The White Queen Mirana of Marmoreal sighed happily as she placed a pale hand on her bloated stomach and smiled when her hand was kicked. She was about eight months pregnant and the doctors said that she could pop at any second now. She just wished she knew who the father was. You see about nine months ago the young monarch had been drugged during a dinner party and had no memory of what had happened that night, the night she was taken advantage of and ended up with child. In part she wished she had some memory of the one who had taken advantage of her if only so that he could be punished and she could know who the father of her child is. While the other part didn't want to know, fearing it was someone she trusted and that if he knew he would try to take the baby from her. She was brought out of her musings when the baby kicked again, as if knowing what she was thinking and wanting to snap her out of it. Mirana giggled and rubbed her swollen stomach reassuringly. Right now she didn't care who it was that had taken advantage of her person. She had to focus and care for the baby growing inside of her. A knock at the door stopped her from thinking too much on the baby as one of her best friends entered the room with a wide grin on his face.
"'ello Yer majestah. How're ye an' 'e lettle 'ne todaah?" Tarrant Hightopp also called the Mad Hatter asks smiling at the white haired monarch who smiled at him warmly.
"I and the little princess are fine Tarrant. How are you fairing today?" Mirana asks sipping some tea from a nearby tray as the Hatter sat in a nearby chair.
"I be fairin' prettah 'ell, yer majestah, an' I thank ye fer askin'. I hope ye don't 'ind but I took 'e 'bertah of makin' some hats fer 'e lettle princess once she be born. Can't be havin' a princess wi'out 'er havin' some hats 'ter all." Tarrant said with a wink at the ivory haired mother-to-be who merely laughed.
"Of course I don't mind Tarrant! My grandmother was a Hightopp so it only seems fitting that my baby girl has some hats made by her distant cousins. I could only imagine what you and the rest of our clan have made for the little one." Mirana says grinning at the orange haired man who merely laughed.
"Oh aye. I thank we 'ere so 'cited ta be havin' not 'nlah a lettle princess but a lettle 'ightopp runnin' round an' livenin' up 'e place 'at we managed ta make a whole 'drobe fer 'er. All gerls' cloths 'spite what 'ose 'ctors keep tryin' ta be tellin' us." Tarrant said grinning at the monarch who laughed. You see the doctors kept telling her and everyone else that the baby could be either a girl or a boy or even both but Mirana knew that the baby would be a beautiful baby girl. She didn't know how she knew it she just did, and the Hightopps believed her.
"I'm sure I and the little princess will adore what you all have made for her. Give the others my thanks when you next see them, if you would." Mirana said making Tarrant nod before he noticed that her tea cup was empty.
"'ere. Let meh go 'efill 'at fer ye, yer majestah." Tarrant said picking up the empty cup and walking towards the door after giving Mirana a slight bow.
"Thank you Tarrant but I am pregnant not invalid." Mirana laughs as the orange haired man walks out of the room. It was only two minutes later when Mirana felt a small contraction hit and frowned while rubbing her stomach soothingly and feeling the baby kick even harder than usual, which was saying something.
"Ouch! Don't do that little one. It hurts mommy when you kick that hard. You are going to be quite a strong little princess if you are kicking that hard." Mirana coos to her unborn baby while rubbing the spot where the baby had kicked, feeling a bruise begin to form there. The baby kicked again only not as hard this time, obviously understanding that it had hurt Mirana with the previous kick, making Mirana smile as she continued rubbing a hand over her swollen stomach even as she felt another contraction hit.
"'ere ye go. 'rawberrah tea just 'e waah ye leke et." Tarrant says coming back in with a warm cup of tea and a smile on his face until he saw Mirana rubbing her stomach.
"'re ye 'ight, yer majestah?" Tarrant asks setting the tea on the night table and looking at Mirana worriedly.
"I'm fine, Tarrant. The little one just decided to give me a particularly hard kick just now." Mirana said smiling up at the hatter as she continued to rub her stomach. Tarrant still looked worried as he pulled up a chair next to the queens' bed.
"'ow 'ard 'f a keck was et?" Tarrant asks worriedly while looking at Miranas swollen stomach in mild shock and disbelief still. Mirana smiled, he had been staring at her stomach the same way ever since word had gotten out that she was with child it was as if he couldn't believe the fact that a small baby was growing inside her stomach, which he probably couldn't, before wincing slightly when a strong contraction hit her.
"Hard enough to leave a bruise on my stomach at the very least but it's okay. That just means that she'll be very good at protecting herself when she learns how." Mirana said smiling again as she was handed the cup of tea and took a sip while Tarrant nodded his agreement.
"I'll be teachin' 'er 'ow ta feght meself 'f et's 'ight weth ye, yer majestah. I be sure 'at Mally 'ould leke ta 'each 'er 'ow ta use a 'agger or a 'ord." Tarrant said making Mirana grin at him.
"Maybe when she's a few years old so that she doesn't accidently hurt Mally…or sit on her." Mirana said causing Hatter to chuckle at the mental image. Mirana chuckled as well before gasping when she felt a strong contraction hit her again.
"'re ye 'ight, yer majestah? Ye 'adder seem ta be actin' up?" Tarrant asks worried when he pointed to a wet spot on the bed near Miranas thighs.
"Tarrant. That is not my bladder. It's my water breaking."