Fairytales
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Chuck Bass is no prince.
Blair Waldorf has always known this.
When they were children and would act out fairytales Blair had always cast Nate as the prince. She and Serena had taken turns being princesses, and Chuck was…Well Chuck was always the dragon.
That immediately ruled him out since Blair had always believed in fairytales.
When Eleanor had been too busy to care (Mommy always had an important meeting, so Blair would have to be very quiet) and her father had been too confused (why did he get along so well with Eleanor's male models?) to deal with a little girl, Blair had sat in her rooms with Dorota – but Dorota had a job to do, so most of the time Blair would spend her time with the TV.
At first she had watched Spanish soap opera's, Dorota's favorite, but one day she had greeted her mother with a 'hola Mama' that had been pretty much put an end to it. So Dorota had then put on Disney, ever faithful Disney, with their golden haired princesses and blue-eyed princes.
Blair had been swept away.
She had believed every story, recited every line, and fell asleep singing the songs. Her obsession with fairytales had even topped that of Yale's. She liked Aladdin, the Little Mermaid, and Beauty and the Beast was her favorite, mainly because the princess had dark hair and dark eyes (finally! She was so sick of those fair-haired beauties). Cinderella, she felt, was overrated.
Apparently (Dorota loves to tell this story when she has had one too many glasses of wine at celebrations) Blair had tugged on Dorota's apron and said to her, 'Dorota, please don't miss me too much, but I'm going to go to my room now and I'm going to stay there until my prince comes to rescue me." Blair, true to her word, had camped in her room for a total of four hours, before exiting whilst humming the tune to Snow White.
But then life had changed, her Prince Charming had cheated on her with her best friend, and she was now making herself throw up on a monthly (sometimes weekly) basis. She was a big girl now, her hair was longer with blonde highlights (if you can't beat them, join them), and she no longer believed in 'happily ever after'.
Well not strictly, at least.
She's realized that maybe Prince Charming doesn't have to have sandy brown hair and blue eyes and dimples. Maybe Prince Charming doesn't even have to be charming. Maybe Prince Charming could be the dark haired, lecherous guy who broods in the corner and likes to wear bowties and scarves. Maybe he could drink too much and sometimes kiss too hard. Maybe he could have problems even bigger then yours, and he could be even more jealous than you. Maybe he could even out-bitch you.
And why did he have to ride a white horse? Why couldn't the horse be black? Why did it have to be a horse at all? Why couldn't it be a limo? Why couldn't the royal couple fight, and yell, and scream? Why couldn't the princess throw the prince out of her house, only to have him crawling back in with diamond necklaces?
And another thing, why did it have to just be the prince rescuing the princess? Why couldn't the princess rescue him back? Why did the princess have to be pale and scared? Why couldn't the princess be brave and lively? Why did the princess have to be pristine? Why couldn't she be passionate and wild, and drive the prince crazy with her feminine wiles? Why couldn't the princess be jealous, and manipulative, and sometimes just down-right mean? Why did she have to wait for the prince, singing songs while being nice to mice? Why wouldn't she just go after him if she wanted him so much?
Chuck Bass is no prince, but Blair Waldorf was discovering that she wasn't much of a princess either.
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(Hey, well this is my first Gossip Girl FanFic so...enjoy! Feedback is always appreciated!)
