It's Oliver's time to shine on stage! We all know Oliver is very laid-back and easygoing, but when it comes to love, he's poor at telling the girl he really loves how he feels. Needless to say, that's not going to stop him from telling the girl he loves his feelings. Now if only she'd stop running away...

Oliver's stuck, and he's in love, too. He's trying to make sure Carly stays with him, but he keeps running into times where she gives him the cold shoulder. He'll do what it takes, including a song.

This time, Oliver will be singing, and the song will be "Luna Love" from "Class Of 3000". This song is a bit shorter than the other ones, but I'll compensate with a longer chapter.


Oliver Button, first Prince of Altaria Kingdom, was going through a bit of a rough spot. He had been under a lot of fire due to the media giving him a bad reputation. According to the newspapers, he was considered a playboy because of his royal harem. Or so it was presented. The news, sadly, did not have the entire story, or even the truth.

Oliver was not a player at all; as a matter of fact, calling the area within the castle palace where the women were a "harem" was just a big lie. What it really was was a sanctuary for women who were ill-treated by society; women abused by their husbands, amongst other cases. The age groups in the harem ranged from women in his peer group, to little elementary-aged girls, to even old ladies more than twice his age. All of them were women who were in need of help, and the harem was called just that for privacy and safety protocol for the women.

"Now, moving on to the main issue, the bill for women's rights…" One of the parliament members said, as he started to move on with the meeting.

As a way to solve this issue, Oliver was trying to propose and pass a bill for women's rights. He wanted to make sure the issues that the harem women were going through would stop completely, so that way systems like the harem would not be needed. While his efforts to pass the bill were working, there was something in the back of his mind that had been bothering him.

Or rather, someone on his mind. There was a girl that he had brought in from Nobel Michel to help open doors for the harem girls. Her name was Carly, and she was a pastry chef from Nobel Michel. He had stood in one of her lessons at her workplace. After that, he wanted her to come with him to Altaria kingdom, so she could teach baking to the girls. He thought that it would help girls find opportunities and gain independence from the harem. He felt no one was supposed to stick around at the harem forever.

'Carly…' He thought, as he tried to focus on his work.

Sadly for him, somewhere along the way, he had fallen in love with Carly. She had some strange charm that seemed to have won her over. However, while he had his own doubts and struggles, it was Carly's smile that cheered him up and made him feel better. She encouraged him, and Oliver slowly fell for her. The problem was, she either was really dense about love, or did not feel the same way about him. Either way, he wanted her to be at his side forever, no matter what the issue was. He felt his heart throb at that very thought.

"All in favor…" Oliver began, and he raised his hand up; however, it was still a half-and-half decision. Some people were not completely on board with the bill, much to Oliver's consternation.


Sometime after that, he went over tot he harem to check on the rest of the girls; he was about to approach the door when...

"Ms. Carly hasn't really been herself, has she?" "Is something bothering her?" "I don't know, but hopefully she'll cheer up soon." "Maybe meeting Sayla's dad sort of put her on edge?" "Possibly…"

Oliver stepped back after that; he sighed a bit before muttering, "I've noticed that, too… I'd better do something."

He entered the room; with his usual, upbeat attitude and smile, he said, "Hey, girls!"

"Hi, Oliver!" All of the women in the room said, happy to see him.

"Say, have you noticed Carly's been acting a bit odd lately? She seems out of it." "Yeah…" "I hope we can do something."

"I've already picked up on it," Oliver said. "I think I have an idea."

He gathered the girls around to pitch his idea and he started to talk about it. The women were all eagerly talking about how great of an idea it was. While there were those who were wondering whether or not Carly would go for it, the saying goes 'You never know until you try', so they were all in agreement.

"Canceling tomorrow's lesson… I'm not sure she's going to like that; it's not like she isn't dedicated to her pastry chef work," One of the elder women said. "What should we do to convince her?"

"Leave that part to me," Oliver said, as he left the harem to go and get the rest of his work done. "I can convince her."

Oliver decided to head back to his office to get back to his work. Oliver was not one to slack; for him, he took his duties seriously, which was something that distinguished him from his grandfather, Former King Roberto Button, but like his grandfather, he was one of the more laid-back of the group of princes. He had his priorities, and the first one was to finish his work. He also knew Werner had placed a tracer somewhere on his clothes; Oliver did have the tendency to just go and run off from time to time.

Later, Oliver had asked Werner for tea; it was a combination of chamomile, orange peel, and rose petals. Unfortunately for Oliver, in spite of getting hydrated with the tea, there was one problem with it: it was bland. At least, on his tongue.

Oliver, when he was only twenty years old, was diagnosed with an illness that would slowly destroy all of his senses and weaken his body until he died. The disease caused him to run fevers when he overexerted himself, and he had already lost his sense of taste. He was not sure what sense he would lose next. Whether or not he somehow lost his sense of touch or he would wind up going blind, he was not sure, but he knew that there was no cure for it. At least, one with more than half a chance of success.

"Oliver…" Werner said. "It's kind of pointless for you to ask for a special tea blend if you can't even taste it."

"I understand that, Werner!" Oliver said, before getting back to work. "But it's not like we have any tea that tastes like water. But maybe water would be a better choice…"

"Right away, Oliver." Werner said, before leaving the room.

Oliver looked out the window and saw Carly walking around in the gardens; he saw that she was looking a little depressed, so he felt that he needed to make sure she was okay.

"I'll take care of this tomorrow morning…" Oliver muttered, before getting back to work.


The next morning, Oliver paid a visit to Carly's bedroom; he wanted to tell Carly that he had planned a picnic and wanted to bring her along, at the request of the harem women. He knocked on the door, because he had manners, for example.

"O-Oliver…" Carly said, as she blushed and then looked down. "What's the matter?"

Oliver then explained what he had in mind. Much to her surprise and consternation, the day's lesson was canceled so that way she and Oliver could go out on a picnic. However, Carly said something unexpected.

"Could you invite Sayla, too?" Carly inquired.

This confused Oliver a little bit, but he complied. When he had fallen in love with her, why bring in another girl when it could just be the two of them? Maybe she was just thick when it came to matters of the heart.

Werner then came in, and he was a little irritated with his master.

"How did you know I was here?" Oliver inquired.

"With this, of course." Werner replied, holding up the tracker.

"No way! I was sure I got rid of it last night." Oliver began, before starting to pat down his clothes. This time, it was underneath the insole that was in one of his shoes.

Oliver was pretty annoyed that Werner kept tabs on him no matter what. Oliver was anything but stupid or reckless, but he did have the tendency to disappear without a word, so he understood what Werner was trying to do.

"Relax, Werner," Carly said, in Oliver's defense. "Oliver was just inviting me on a picnic."

After some convincing on Oliver's end, Werner and Sayla accompanied Carly on a picnic at an area that Oliver used to go with Sayla as a child. However, in spite of the fun he was having, Oliver had some concerns.

For example, he could not taste his sandwich; his disease had already taken away his taste, so he was lying when he told Carly that it was delicious. While he was frolicking in the water with Sayla, he kept looking back at Carly; she had been acting strange all day, and he even saw Werner getting in her space.

"Hey, Werner! What are you doing?" Oliver shouted.

Werner merely smiled and said something about making Oliver angry, but what he failed to pick up on was what Carly was telling Werner. However, he was going to figure out soon; the hard way, sadly.

Later that night, he had finished having tea with Sayla, but then he paid a visit to Carly's room. However, what he figured out broke his heart: she was leaving the next day.

"No… Don't go…" Oliver muttered, as he did not want to accept the fact that she was going to leave.

"Oliver… Please think more seriously about Sayla." Carly said.

"I told you, Sayla's not…" Oliver said, as he got in front of Carly, trying to talk to her and tell her how he felt.

"Don't say anymore!" Carly said, before lowering her face. "And anyway, I hate players like you… Always surrounded by girls, laughing carelessly… I hate that kind of guy."

Hearing this, Oliver's heart snapped in half, felt like it had stopped, and then he flinched.

"I don't think we'll see each other again. Goodbye." Carly said, before pushing Oliver out of her room, shutting the door, and locking it.

"Carly, no!" Oliver shouted, as he kept banging on the door. "Please! Listen to what I have to say!"

Oliver slunk down on his knees at the door, feeling the pain of rejection, heartbreak, and loss and longing; all of which were emotions he had never felt before in his life. Before starting to snivel and shed tears, he inaudibly muttered, "I love you…"

However, the next morning, he had found his way to her bedroom again. It was not even daylight out and he was still trying to prevent Carly from leaving the Villa. He had no intention of letting her go.

"Carly?" Oliver asked, knocking on the door. "Carly? Are you in there?"

He heard no answer; assuming the door was unlocked, he threw it open and saw that Carly and her luggage were gone. He saw that she had left a note, and it was something of a farewell letter.

"Carly, no…" Oliver began, feeling tears prick at his eyes once again. He put his hand to his eyes, letting the salt water from his eyes stain his hand.

"Oliver?" Werner inquired, once again tailing him. Seeing the emotional state he was in, and understanding what had happened, Werner decided not to read him the riot act and ask him what had happened.

"Carly… Oh, Carly, why…?!" Oliver cried, as he read the note.

"So she wasn't kidding…" Werner said. "Looks like Miss Carly did leave."

"You knew?!" Oliver asked, getting angry. "Why didn't you say anything?!"

"There wasn't any need. Besides, I know where she went." Werner said, with a smile.

"Pardon?" Oliver asked.

Werner held up the tracking device and smiled at Oliver.

Seeing this, and getting the hint, Oliver smiled, and said, "Werner, you're the best! Let's go."

Werner immediately prepared the car and they started to drive to the train station. Oliver was getting impatient; any moment the train could leave, and Carly would be out of his reach.


The car soon stopped at the station, and Oliver looked up at the timetable; he saw that he had about twenty-five minutes to find Carly before the train was due to come, and then he immediately leapt out of the car and started to run after her.

"Oliver!" Werner shouted.

Oliver ignored Werner's shouts and then he ran off through the train station to try and find Carly. He was dead-set on winning her over and bringing her back at any cost. Oliver was running around, trying to find Carly.

He soon saw Carly's back and she was going into the terminal where her train was going. Oliver made a dash for her, but because he was not recognized in such a big crowd, many people were blocking his way and he lost track of Carly for a second.

He soon saw Carly going to the platform, and once he realized that time was running out, he shouted after her.

"Carly!" He hollered.

Carly, having heard him, turned around and her eyes went wide. Her body languages suggested to him that she was planning on running; Oliver immediately ran over to her and he kept shouting her name.

"Oliver, why…?" Carly began, but Oliver merely swept her up into a hug.

"Don't go." Oliver said, sadly.

"Let go of me." Carly said, but Oliver squeezed her even tighter.

"I'll never let you go! I haven't been able to tell you, but… I love you." Oliver said, as he made her look him in the eye.

"You're lying…" Carly said, as she pushed on his chest, trying to get him to let go of her.

"I'm not." Oliver said, before music started to play, and the two of them were on the platform together, with Carly in Oliver's embrace.

Flower petals blew by them, and then the scene changed into what looked to be the Latin Americas. Oliver was dressed in mariachi clothes - without the hat - and he was tying his tie. He took a deep breath.

"Te Quiero, Mi Quieres," Oliver sang, as he checked his breath, before spritzing some breath spray in his mouth. He soon found Carly, and he swept her up into yet another hug. "Te adoro, I confess!"

Dipping her down, he looked her in the eyes before singing, "I love you, do you love me?"

Carly squirmed out of Oliver's grip before pushing him away and running; he took after her, and sang, "I adore you, can't you see?"

After cornering her, Oliver began singing to Carly once again; a river had literally come up out of nowhere between the two of them, with Oliver leaning over Carly, trying to confess his feelings.

"Carly, to me… You are fantastic! For you, I'd swim the whole Altaria canal!" Oliver began, trying to kiss Carly, but she took off, causing Oliver to fall in the water - literally.

He sunk in the water and a few bubbles left his mouth, while internally singing, "And you will be my girl."

Getting out of the water and finding Carly, he caught up to her, and then he cornered her again. Carly looked away, trying not to look him in the eye, but he merely stepped away and got into a flamenco dance, much to her confusion.

"I will dance the flamenco… With a flamingo in the streets of the city." Oliver sang, doing a flamenco dance, and a flamingo, on cue, came up and started to go along with it.

"All night long, until you hear my song." Oliver sang, but then noticed Carly had bolted. Seeing she was trying to run back to the train platform, he took off after her again.

He once again cornered her, and hugged her to him whilesinging, "Yes, yes, I know. Call me crazy; call me insane!"

Oliver stroked her head gently before singing, "As long as you call me; my number is…"

Carly pushed on Oliver's chest, causing him to fall down some stairs that came out of nowhere, and she fled to try and get to her train.

"Te Quiero, Mi Quieres. Te adoro, I confess!" Oliver sang, while falling down the stairs in rhythm with the song. He landed on his stomach and looked up to see that Carly had once again run off.

Not planning on giving up, he ran up the stairs and chased after Carly once again. He had no intention of letting her go; not then, not ever.

"I love you, do you love me? I adore you, can't you see?" Oliver sang, and soon saw Carly running to the train. He was coming up short on the time; he only had about a minute and a half to convince her to stay.

He finally caught up and grabbed her from behind. Oliver gripped her tighter and tighter, but Carly protested on the grounds that she had to leave, and she was going to suffocate.

"Te quiero, mi quieres. Te adoro, I confess! I LOVE YOU! Do you love me? I adore you, can't you see?" Oliver sang, asking her if she felt the same; he turned her around in his arms, and pinned her to the wall.

Carly tried to run, but she had nowhere to go. Stuck in Oliver's embrace, she looked him in the eye, and saw how much passion and love he had for her in those brown orbs of his. She blushed and while she tried to turn her thoughts to going home, Oliver used his free hand to make her face him and then he landed a kiss on her lips, to which she returned.

"Carly… I love you…" Oliver said, as he broke the kiss for a few seconds and then he went back to kissing Carly.

"But… I've already missed my train…" Carly said, as she looked to the platform and saw the train to Nobel Michel had come and gone.

"Good; then you can stay," Oliver said. "Just like I wanted you to."

"But…" Carly began, as she tried to get away from him again; Oliver refused to let her leave him behind.

He made eye contact with Carly before telling her, "Sayla's like a sister to me; you're the only one I love."

"Oliver…" Carly said, her eyes getting wet.

"When you said you hated me, I thought my heart would stop." Oliver confessed.

"What choice did I have?" Carly inquired.

"Never say that again!" Oliver said, before pulling Carly closer to him and giving her kisses. "I love you…"

"I love you, too." Carly said, as she blushed and responded to the kisses.

Oliver was just so happy that he finally had Carly in his arms, that he could not help himself and kept kissing her all over her face, causing her skin to get all fired up. Oliver soon called up Werner and got the car around the front where they were at; Carly and Oliver got in the car, neither of them letting go of the other's hand.


This is the longest chapter I made so far, but then again, it was a short song, so what can you do? Next time, it's that prince with a heart of ice that the MC thaws! Ivan will sing in the next chapter. Now I just need to figure out the other songs… I have Kevin's figured out, but Ivan and Aslan are a different story.