I do not own Princess Tutu or any of the related characters, I am simply borrowing them for a few stories. Oh, and I'm not making any money off them either. This disclaimer applies to all following chapters.


The Epilogue

Once upon a time a little duck fell in love with a handsome and brave Prince, but his eyes were always sad and he never smiled.. The little Duck wished with all her heart to see the Prince smile and a ghost happened to hear her wish and granted it, so the Duck became a girl and the girl became a Princess who worked to return the Prince's broken Heart to him. As she worked to restore the Prince's hear the Duck turned Princess made many friends: the rival Princess who was dark and sad, the wooden Puppet who sacrificed her life for the Prince's sake, the cowardly Knight who cast aside his sword in favor of a pen, the Knight's distant relative who would teach the Knight of his family's secret power with written words, and even the Prince who learned to smile as she mended his broken Heart piece by piece. But her Story was wrought with hardship as well, for a heart can feel pain just as easily as joy and can be tainted so much easier when not kept safely guarded by the owner. What's more the little Duck turned Princess learned that her destiny was unconnected to the Prince, that she could never confess to him for fear of vanishing. What no one knew was that the little Duck was so filled with hope that she changed the ending of the Story that was laid out for her, changing it from an ending of pain and suffering to one of freedom and peace. But even the little Duck's heart overflowing with hope wasn't enough to keep her from returning to being a simple, little duck; nevertheless she decided to live the life she had chosen. Live it well and live it to the fullest with those she loved.

And so as spring faded gently into a warm summer Fakir went out to Duckie's pond with his writing and fishing supplies. He set up his fishing pole and sat next to it on the old, wooden dock with pen and paper in hand, ready to write Her story. But what kind of story will he write? A sad one? A happy one? Or perhaps...


A/N: Instead of posting each of these stories on its own I'm putting them all here in one place, less clutter all around for everyone. Unless otherwise stated each chapter is unrelated and continues from the above little story. I have no schedule on when these will be updated, so please don't expect them regularly or often. I also have no ballet training at all and will try to avoid ballet terminology for your sakes and mine.

I am using the English spellings for the most part, not everyone knows that "fakia" is simply how the Japanese phonetics spell out the word "fakir." I do also have a few names I've chosen to spell differently for aesthetic reasons, the most notable is that I've chosen to change "Duck" to "Duckie" because it's a bit cuter and more girly.