Back by dope demand (and by "dope," I mean "two people like this story,") here's the third chapter of my thing! Thanks again to harvestfactory15 and to my newest reader, Bree-Bee233. Y'all are sweeties. Now here we go, no more waiting!

So my first night as a princess, I dreamt I was in statistics class. Except Professor Darzi was dressed as the Scarlet Witch. And the test had something to do with deflecting bullets. It was freakin' scary.

I think that's why I woke up and thought that I was in my dorm and it was Tuesday.

Anyway, someone was knocking at my door. I barked, "Hold yer horses, I'm coming!" and slipped into the miniskirt and babydoll tee that I had discarded haphazardly at the foot of my bed the night before. I yawned, and the forst thing I could think to say upon opening the door was "You're too short to be my RA..."

Kip bonked me on the head with the wand thing he always seemed to be carrying. "I am not your 'Array!' I don't even know what that is! it's me, Kip! You know, your tutor?"

I blinked. Oh yeah, there was that. The princess and the closet-portal and the fancy party and the princes...It was all coming back to me. Especially Liam. He was nice...

So I was totally woken up by this point. But just to annoy Kip, I yawned again and said "No class, then? Okay. Back to sleep."

He wedged himself between the door and the frame, holding it open with surprising strength. "No~! Your first dance lesson is today!"

"Dance lesson?" I repeated.

"Yes, dance lesson!" Kip shouted. "Remember? The whole reason you're here? God, you're even more dense than the real princess!"

"I'm sorry, this whole dancing thing just seems so...frivolous," I said.

"Frivolous?" Kip shouted once more, practically screeching.

"Yes. Frivolous," I repeated. "Extraneous. Tacked-on. That sort of thing."

And I was bonked again. "I know what 'frivolous' means! And I don't care if you think it is! For the next month, I'm stuck with you and that hyperactive friend of yours down the hall, and you are NOT going to screw up this plan, dammit!"

"Okay, okay, whatever!" I held up my hands defensively. "Just...let me get pretty, and we'll go."

"No time!" Kip exclaimed and began dragging me out.

"Hey! What the—?" I cried in protest.

As soon as we were out of my room, the door to the room adjacent to mine opened up and Mickey came running out.

"Little guy's got a lot of strength," she commented, jogging to keep up with Kip's pace.

"You're tellin' me," I said. "So what're you doing up at this ungodly hour?"

"Well I could hear you screaming and cursing through the wall. Statistics nightmare again?"

"Oh yes."

"The one with the jets of fire?"

"Nah. This was the one with the bullets."

"Eeew. I keep telling you to drop that class."

"I knooow, but I need it for core."

"Aaaand here we are~!" Kip sang, coming to a sudden stop and causing me to almost fall forward.

We hadn't gone very far. We were still on the palace grounds. In fact, I could still see my apartments from where we were standing. The building was small, but still just as ornately-decorated as the rest of the buildings on the grounds. We entered, and were greeted with a huge, empty floor with nothing but a few sparsely-placed chairs along the wall.

"So...What, do we practice by ourselves?" Mickey asked, glancing around.

"Or with each other?" I offered. Mickey and I immediately joined hands, and began tango-ing across the room, humming "Habanera" from Carmen as we went.

"Your work ethic is admirable, I can already see," came a new voice, "but your form is off. And we won't cover the tango for a while."

The two of us glanced around, looking for the source of the voice, until we finally looked down and saw a bunny in a top hat and dinner jacket.

"Ohhhhh! How cuuuute!" we both exclaimed at the same time.

"Girls! Mind your manners!" Kip scolded. "This is Toiny, the best dance instructor in all the kingdom!"

"He's the what?" I asked in deadpan.

"How is he supposed to...? He's so small!" Mickey exclaimed.

"Oh! Forgive me!" Tony took a great leap into the air, shouting "Traaaaansfooooorm!" He spun around, and in a poof of smoke, descended once again in a much more anthropomorphized form. But he was still a bunny.

The two of us stared at the much taller, more humanly-proportioned Tony for a few seconds before turning to Kip.

"So what about you, Kip?" Mickey asked.

"What do you mean, what about me?" Kip asked back.

"Can you use magic to transform into something not so shrimpy?" I teased.

He folded his arms. "Like I would for you two!"

"Now, may we get started?" Tony asked.

And he went over some of the technical stuff in dancing, and had us practice a few basic steps. Pretty boring stuff, really. And that's literally all we did. It was so lame. And that's precisely why I waited til today to write.

So today was a little bit more exciting. A little bit. Mickey and I avoided being woken by Kip and went down to the dance hall without him, which was a nice change of pace. However, once we had gotten there, who did we find but Cesar, waiting for us.

"Hello, ladies. Would you care to join me?" he asked, grinning.

"Join you...?" Mickey asked, shrugging.

"He means for a dance," Kip said.

The two of us jumped, and clung to each other.

"When did you get here?" I exclaimed.

"Oh, I've been here," Kip said. "You can't ditch me, you know."

The two of us turned back to Cesar.

"Umm...I think that Mickey...would love to join you for a dance!" I asserted, shoving her forward.

"Ah-ah-ah! Nickey would be most honored!" she insisted, pulling me in front of her.

"Do not throw me in front of this moving train!" I snapped in a whisper.

"I keep telling you, he's gay!" Mickey assured me.

"And what're you gonna do when he's not?" I demanded, aiming a slap for her face.

She blocked, exclaimed "Don't you slap me!" and tried slapping me back. Naturally, this initiated a full-on sissyfight.

"Now, ladies, there's no need to fight over me!" Cesar assured us, though from the look on his face, it was clear he was enjoying it.

"Girls? Are we having lessons today or not?" Tony approached in anthro form.

Our sissyfight immediately ceased.

"Tony!" I exclaimed. "Perfect timing!"

Tony nodded to us, then to Cesar. "Prince Cesar, would you care to join us?"

He bowed. "That I would, sir."

"Wait wait wait what?" the both of us exclaimed.

"Well it would be much faster to have Prince Cesar take one of you than it would for me to have to alternate between the both of you," Tony explained.

"Not it!" I exclaimed, rushing to Tony.

"Hmph." Mickey walked to Cesar, and we began our first dance, a rather simple waltz. It was over rather quickly and painlessly.

"That's it, girls," Tony said once the music had stopped.

"Really?" I blinked. "But...doesn't practice make perfect and all? I mean, we only did one song. I remember when I took ballet in kindergarten, we—"

Mickey grabbed me by the corner of my mouth. "He said we're done, Nickey," she said dangerously before dragging me out.

"Good-bye, Lady Mishella!" Cesar called. "Let us dance the waltz of love again sometime!"

"Jeez, what's up with you?" I exclaimed once we had exited the dance hall.

"You were right about Cesar being straight..." she muttered.

"Huh? What was that, Mickey? I don't think I heard you!" I said, putting my hand to my ear and leaning towards her.

"I don't wanna hear it from you!" she shouted.

"Eh, whatever," I shrugged, and headed off towards the palace.

"Um, I don't know if you've noticed, but our rooms are that way!" Mickey said, pointing in the direction of our apartments.

"I know that," I said, continuing to walk, "but I wanna see if I can track me down some Liam."

"Ooooh!" Mickey immediately perked up. "Maybe Kiefer too?"

"Maybe Kiefer, too," I said, turning around to wink.

"Then I'm coming too!" she said, before quickly catching up with me.

We decided to take the garden entrance, only to find that unlike the night of the banquet, there was a big dog-guard patrolling the area.

"Hey Nickey?" Mickey began.

"Mhm?" I nodded.

"This make you think of that one quest in Ocarina of Time? When you had to sneak past the guards to find the princess?"

"I was kinda thinking more Metal Gear Solid, but now that you mention it, yeah, that's like ten times more appropriate," I said.

"Let's do it right, then!" Mickey said. We fist-bumped, and began stealthily moving from bush to bush, trying our darndest to outmaneuver the guard. We had almost made it, too, when we heard him clear his throat right behind us.

"I'm sorry, my ladies, but I cannot allow you to enter the castle," he said.

I turned around, placing my hands on my hips. "Oh yeah? Is this your house? I don't think so! You can't just tell me what to do! I'm the princess here, not you!"

And, okay, maybe that was rather unbecoming of my position, but he really didn't have to pick us up and physically carry us out of the garden. That was just rude.

Kip was waiting for us when we were dropped at the entrance. Laughing. That little bastard.

"Hello, Kiip," I said, getting back to my feet. "You could've told us the garden was guarded."

"I could've," he said, "but I didn't."

"You little...!" Mickey sprung up, curling her hands into fists, before dropping them and asking, "Wait, why aren't we allowed in the castle again?"

Kip rolled his eyes. "The princes are staying there. Duh."

So we went back to our apartments, and that was the end of it. So far, things in the Flower Kingdom are a lot more boring than I thought they would be. But I hear there's a traveling market coming tomorrow. That should be exciting. I hope.

And that's all! I decided to do the first two days in one chapter since, let's face it, there's not much that happens until day 3. I can't wait til next chapter, since we get to introduce a new character, and I get to drop some hints about the other pairings I wanna do! I hope to see y'all then!