Ace

She slapped me. I laughed. That was the second time today! All over a stupid little comment I made.

"Lighten up, Alice! I think you'd look better with a shorter skirt, anyway."

-SLAP-

Yup, that was it. Well, in truth, only the second slap was for that comment. The first slap was due to the fact that I got both of us lost. Again! Instead of seeing the bright side (for me at least) she chose to swat the back of my head. Not hard but it was still uncalled for. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy Alice. She amuses me and I am interested in her. However, all those who claim love to her obviously never took the time to actually know her.

She's very closed-minded when it comes to skirt length.

Anyway! So yes, lost again. My terrible sense of direction serves to thwart me again. On top of that, Alice won't even look at me now. Her skirt had snagged and she wasn't going to get free without sacrificing something. It was either going to be the bottom of her skirt, her whole dress (not that I would mind), or the lower half of her body, and I don't think she would have enjoyed any of them. So we settled with the lesser of three evils and tore off the bottom of her skirt.

That's where the comment (and the slap) came in.

So after this fun set up, I was lost in the middle of the wood, not remembering even where I wanted to go in the first place, and trying to get a grumpy Alice to talk to me again. I talked to her while we walked, I talked to her while setting up the tent, I talked to her while starting the fire (and burnt my fingers quite a bit) and still no response.

The way she was acting reminded me of an angry princess. Which made me laugh in the middle of my sentence and, apparently, Princess Alice doesn't like to be laughed at. She looked over at me, blushing veeeeery slightly but rather cutely if I do say so myself.

"What?" She didn't demand, it was simply a question, like she had forgotten why she was mad.

"Nothing. Hey Alice…If you were a princess, I could still be your knight, right?"

"Huh? Yeah, I suppose. Why do you a-!!!"

I kissed her. Forcefully. I didn't want to explain any more than I had to. I just wanted to feel her lips on mine. I wanted her.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, we broke apart. I was almost tempted to laugh again at the silly awestruck expression on her face. But I held my peace.

"Because I want to be your prince too."

And, like most princess stories, ours ended with a kiss. But I am very proud to say that ours also began with a slap!

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AN: GOD I SUCK!!!!!! I'M SORRY FOR FAILING YOU, DARKFOX360!!!!!

What if you don't suck...Moron?

BUT I DOOOOOO!

woo! I've got some conflicting inner voices here!