Her Brave Prince, His Little Princess

Summary: Beck's a Prince, Cat's a Princess. They're best friends and betrothed. What happens when there's an attack on Cat's palace and she's kidnapped? Can Beck find her before the evil king forces her to marry him?

I do NOT Own Victorious

A small redhead, glowing little girl sat on her mother and father's bed, with her mother in front of a mirror, fixing her hair. The girl's big brown eyes were shining with excitement. "Mum?"

"Yes, my Caterina?" Her mother, Queen Helen Valentine, asked her softly, still fixing her hair into a bun.

Caterina Valentine kept her eyes on her mother. "Do you think Prince Beckett will like me?" She asked, in a fearful tone.

Queen Helen turned to her daughter after she was finished and smiled to her gently. "Oh my sweet little angel…" She walked up to Caterina and picked her up into her arms. "He'll love you. You know why?" Caterina shook her head as her mother took her to the mirror and she saw both her and her mother in the reflection. "He'll love you because you're the most beautiful princess in the whole wide world."

Caterina kissed her mother's cheek and leaned onto her shoulder. "Mum?"

"Yes, my dear?" The queen said after leaving the large bedroom.

"Will I be as pretty as you when I grow up?" Caterina asked as she watched her parents' bedroom door disappear as they kept walking.

"You will be the most gorgeous woman on the globe, my princess." Her mother walked into the royal foyer where there were a few guards around. They suddenly went into a serious stance when they saw the queen come down the stairs and the princess in her arms. "My good sirs." The queen did a curtly nod to the knights as one of them opened the main doors for the two ladies.

An older man was talking to one of his advisors when the advisor smiled and pointed towards the castle. The man with the large crown on his head turned and smiled brightly. "My two girls." He said with pride.

Caterina gasped and forced her mother to put her down. "Father!" She ran and jumped into his open arms.

Her father, King Arthur Valentine, kissed his daughter's forehead as he held her in his arms. "How's my precious 6 year old daughter today?" He couldn't help, but keep admiring his daughter's unique red hair. No one had ever seen hair color like it, but his daughter was a unique one.

Caterina kissed his cheek. "Wonderful! I'm making a new friend today!"

"Yes, that you are." Arthur tapped his finger on Caterina's nose, making her giggle. Once Queen Helen was close to them, he kissed her lips. "Let's get going, shall we?" Arthur helped his wife up onto a horse, while a knight set Caterina onto her pony. Arthur planted himself on his large black horse. "On we go."

A small, shrimpy tanned boy with wild brown hair and brown eyes kept his eyes out of one of the castle windows with a sense of anxiousness. "When is she going to get here?" He asked to no one.

His father, King Beckett Oliver II, came into the hall where the young lad was looking out of the window and raised an eyebrow. "Son, are you feeling alright?" He walked up to his 6 year old and put a hand on his forehead to feel for a temperature. "Why are you talking to yourself?"

Beckett Oliver III sighed and forced his dad's hand off. "I'm tired of waiting for princess Caterina to get here!"

"Beckett, patience is a virtue." The king chuckled as Beckett pouted. "Come, my son, let's get downstairs. She will be here soon, I promise."

Beckett sighed. "Fine." He grumbled as he took his father's hand and went down the stairs.

DUN-DUN-DUN-DUN!

The trumpet sounded for when someone was arriving.

Beckett sighed. "About time. Do girls always take that long, father?"

"Every morning, every night."

Beckett rolled his eyes. "Oh, great."

Once Caterina and her parents entered the castle, one of the knights took a hold of her reigns for her pony and led her safely through the crowds of people, in awe of meeting "their future queen". Caterina raised an eyebrow. What were they talking about? She let it go when she saw the main building come into view. She gasped. "This palace is so pretty, mum!"

Her mother was right behind her on her own pure white horse and nodded. "It is, isn't it, darling?"

"I wish I could live here!" Caterina pouted.

Her mother and father looked to each with grins. They'll tell her when she's older…for now, they were going to enjoy watching the interaction between her and her future husband.

Once they arrived on the red carpet laid out before the steps of the castle, the king of the land came out. "Arthur, my old friend!" King Oliver yelled out, with his son next to him. His wife, Queen Juliet, came out, smiling sweetly.

Caterina's father helped his wife down as Caterina's main protector knight helped her down to her feet where her pretty pink dress could flow out neatly again. Her red hair curled out a bit, naturally. Her brown eyes immediately caught Beckett's. "Ooh, he's handsome, mum." Caterina said as she took her mother's hand, walking closer.

Her mother chuckled. "Yes, he is."

"Is that Prince Beckett?"

"Yes, my daughter."

Cat gasped. "Wow."

After the adults did their greetings, it was time for the two children, who were staring at one another. "We would love for you to meet our precious babygirl, Caterina." Caterina's mother said, putting Caterina in front of her, resting her hands gently on Caterina's shoulders.

"Oh, Helen, she is so flawless!" Juliet noted, smiling at Caterina, who blushed. "It's nice to meet you, Caterina."

Caterina smiled. "The pleasure is all mine, ma'am."

"Such a sweetheart!" Juliet followed Helen's lead and brought Beck in front of her as well. Beck was blushing. "This is my son, Beckett Oliver III."

"He looks just like you, Beckett!" King Valentine exclaimed, looking back to his old friend.

"Thank you." King Beckett chuckled. "Beckett, introduce yourself to Caterina. Be a gentleman."

Beckett bit his lip, but walked up to Caterina. "Hi…I'm Beckett."

Cat giggled. "I'm Caterina."

"Hmm…can I call you Cat for short?" Beckett suddenly asked.

Caterina smiled brightly. "You can if you let me call you, Beck!"

Beckett laughed. "Deal!"

7 years later…

Beckett Oliver III was snoring loudly on his soft king size bed in the middle of his large bedroom. A knock on the door woke him up. Beck groaned. "No…"

Knock, knock, knock

The door creaked open and Beck's mother, Juliet, peeked her head in. "Mr. Beckett, I know you are NOT still asleep! You have your first lesson in 20 minutes! I demand you get dressed this instant!"

Beck whined. "Mother, please, just ONE DAY of sleep!"

Juliet smirked. "Would you get up if I told you princess Caterina and her family is coming for dinner tonight?"

Beck suddenly flew out of bed. "I'm up!"

"That's what I thought." His mother laughed as she shut the door behind her.

Beck went to pick out some clothes for the day when he stopped and stared at the portrait a famous artist drew of him and Cat the year before when they were twelve years old. He loved that picture and he'd always cherish it.

13 year old Caterina Valentine was sitting on the castle steps, waiting for her parents to get out of their meeting so they could go to the Oliver kingdom. Her brother was currently fighting with two knights who were keeping him from slapping the horses' butts.

"Caterina! Caterina!"

"Caterina!"

Cat's head popped up at the sound of her two best friends' voices. "Hello there." She smiled.

Jadelyn West and Victoria Vega sat down on either side of Cat out of breath. "We wanted to catch you before you left to see Prince Beckett!" Victoria blurted out.

"You don't have to yell, stupid, Caterina is sitting right next to you." Jadelyn said rudely.

Cat giggled. "Why can't you two silly birds get along for one day?"

"Because she's mean!"

"Because she's an idiot."

Cat sighed. "Oh dear."

"What's wrong, Caterina?" Victoria suddenly asked in concern. "You don't seem like yourself this afternoon."

Cat shrugged. "My parents said that tonight at the dinner table with Beckett and his parents…apparently my parents AND his parents have a big announcement to tell Beckett and I. I wish I knew what it was."

"Hmm…" Jadelyn hummed. "Maybe they're telling you that you and Beckett are betrothed?"

Cat's eyes widened. "Me and Beckett? Betrothed to marry? Outrageous!"

"And why is that?" Jadelyn asked in an "I-know-everything" attitude.

"Because Beckett and I are best friends! We don't think of each other more than that!"

"Caterina, think about it." Jadelyn said suddenly. "You two were forced to meet at the age of 6 and have seen each other almost every day since. Either he comes here or you go there. Your parents are always whispering when you two interact together and they are always commenting on how "cute you two will be" or stuff like that. Right?"

Cat gulped. "Yes…"

"Caterina, face it." Jadelyn put a hand on Cat's shoulder. "You're getting married to Prince Beckett when you turn 18."

Cat whimpered. "I sure hope not."

The main doors creaked open and the three girls looked to see the king and queen come out. Victoria and Jadelyn immediately stood up and bowed. "Your majesty." And they waved goodbye to Cat and ran off.

Cat stood up and bit her lip. "Mum, father…am I and-"

"NO, DON'T DO THAT!" The three people on the stairs looked to where her brother was and he was being dragged away from the horse he currently was hanging on to by the tail. "LET GO!"

Cat sighed. "Nevermind."

Beck came outside immediately after the horn was blown and saw Cat stride up on her horse and she smiled to him. He smiled back. "Hey, Cat!"

Cat giggled when she stopped her horse in front of him. "Hello, Beck." She said gently as Beck took her by the waist and helped her down. He was much taller now, so was Cat, but she didn't grow THAT much like Beck did. He did a growth spurt to 5' 5'' while Cat stopped suddenly at 4'11''. Their parents say they'll grow before they get older. Cat's brother and parents were off their horses as well.

Beck nodded curtly to the family. "King Valentine, Queen Valentine…Franklin."

17 year old Franklin laughed loudly. "Oh my GOODNESS, you said my name LAST!"

Cat groaned out of embarrassment as Beck blinked. He still wasn't used to all Franklin's random outbursts after all these years.

After everyone was seated at the table, King Oliver stood from his large seat and cleared his throat to get everyone's attention…except Franklin, but nobody minded that he was in his own little world. "I believe we parents have something important to tell Beckett and Caterina now that they are at the age of 13."

Cat gulped as Beck was seated next to her. As she went pale, Beck looked worried. "Are you alright, Cat?"

Cat sighed. "Ask me that question in a minute."

The parents grouped together in front of the friends on the other side of the table with smiles. "Beckett, Caterina…you are engaged to be married at the age of 18." Juliet said with excitement.

Silence…

They didn't even hear crickets.

"Wow…um…" Beck looked lost and confused.

Cat was hurt. Maybe Beck didn't want to marry her? Sure, they had no choice, but what if he was unhappy about that? They'd be miserable for as long as they live! Cat whimpered as she ran out of the dining room and down the hallway. Soon, she found herself in the Queen's garden, crying by the small pond of fish in the water. She was on her knees, holding herself, ruining her light green dress.

"Cat!" Beck's worried voice called out as Cat heard his footsteps run closer and closer until he collapsed to his knees next to her. "Cat, you didn't even give me a chance to say anything!"

Cat shook her head. "Beck, please don't hate me. This isn't my choice either, you know? I know you probably don't like me that way. I'm definitely not a first pick for anyone."

"You're wrong." Beck said in a serious voice, wiping Cat's tears away with his thumbs. "You'll always be my first pick. Remember? You're my favorite princess. Cat, I don't know about loving you in a romantic way because we just turned into a teenage years, so we have no idea of the meaning of love. But I love you like a best friend because you ARE my best friend. If I was being forced to marry anybody I wanted, I would always pick you."

Cat looked him in the eyes. "Do you mean that, Beck?"

Beck nodded with a smile. "I do. Cat, we're getting married, and there's no denying that. So let's make this work. Now we'll definitely be together forever."

Cat sighed in happiness and hugged him tightly. "Thank you."

Hey, this is Izzy and this is my new story. I promise, the horror part will come in the 3rd chapter. Don't ask me why this is a BeckXCat fiction story. Hell if I know. I tried other couples, but they didn't work out like Beck and Cat.

Review and let me know what you think.

-Izzy