Woot, finally the next theme! –dances- This one is supposed to read like an old-fashioned Grimm's Fairy Tale, which is why the style might seem a bit odd. xD But I still hope you guys like it!

Happily Ever After

Once upon a time there was a fair flower maid that wished nothing more than to fill the world around her with own planted creations. She wanted to bring smiles to the weary faces that surrounded her day by day. She did so, but alas, it would seem that no matter how many blooms she gave towards a smile, dreariness would envelope everyone once again. It seemed inevitable that she would never completely give the joy that everyone needed.

Now, what the maid didn't know was that there was an organization in the city around her that wanted to rob her power to grow such lovely petals of bliss, believing that this ability would give them way to the land of supreme happiness, which was so desperately needed in their desolate city.

The organization sent many people to try and take hold of her power by force, but it was in vain for the maid easily escaped all attempt on capture. Those she knew dared not tell where she spent her days, for she was a kind, simple girl, and none wished to betray her.

Then came the day the city's organization sent out a prime soldier, a man with glowing eyes carrying a great white sword on his back. He was nimble and strong and always carried out his orders with swift pride. For these reasons, it was thought that he would be the one to finally capture the maid.

When the flower maid caught sight of him, she knew he could not be here with good intentions. Yet when she caught sight of his eyes that glowed so bright, she could only see joy flickering through them. It was this reason that she gave the solider her immediate trust once they'd met, for such pure happiness as his was something she hadn't seen for far too long.

The soldier quickly became taken with her gentle smile and the dedication she gave to her flowers. He found himself ignoring orders as the weeks went by, forgoing any violent battles to be with the fair maid instead. He learned to care for the flowers she kept, thought never nearly as well as she could. They shared many quaint times together, and as it was, the soldier found himself caught in a confession one day.

"Ah, I think I may be falling for you," he said.

To his surprise, the maid only smiled. "No, that is quite impossible."

"Why do you say such a thing?"

The maid continued her sweet smile, her care now tending to one particular garden flower. She explained that as such a flower maid, the Planet spoke to her. "There is a different one meant for you," she told the soldier.

As he was very taken with her, he had a difficult time believing her words. She was the only one he cared to see. Then she gestured towards the flower she had been giving her attention to. It was pure white, save for the stem, not a speck of yellow of any other color on it, unlike the rest of her vast garden.

"This grows for you," she said, handing it to the soldier. "Keep it, for it will not wilt. I am to someday meet the one for you, and as such, an exact same flower shall grow. When you see the matching bloom, you will know."

The soldier accepted this but did not hide his confusion. The flower maid just smiled her sweet smile and continued about her business.

Many months passed by, and the soldier found himself able to visiting the garden less and less as time went on. He found himself being called by his organization instead, since his skills were often needed. The flower maid still cared for her flowers with a smile, for even when the soldier was gone, he had left behind the very happiness so often associated with him. She continued to spread her own joy in the form of flowers, though as the years went by, the happiness began to drain even more, as though their Planet was sucking it from their very souls.

One day, another soldier appeared in her garden. However, little joy seemed to radiate from him until she began to show him how to care for the flowers. This soldier scoffed at first, but picked up the routine quickly, in his own silent way. He began returning to the garden more often to listen to her speak softly about the Planet and to watch her gentle hands care for the plants as though they were extensions of herself. He found himself growing close to her despite his lonely nature, and as such, found himself soon caught in a confession.

"I do believe I'm falling for you."

To his dismay, she only giggled. "No, that is quite impossible."

"Why do you say such a thing?"

The maid cupped the soil around a pure white bloom. "The Planet speaks to me," she said. "It grew this for you. There is another meant for you, once with the same bloom as this. Keep it, for it will not wilt. When you see it, you will know."

This confused the younger soldier greatly, for he was quite taken with the maid, but he accepted the flower with a small smile and left the garden, his mind utterly clouded with the mysterious other that held the same bloom.

Much time passed without either soldier returning to the garden, nor were they in contact with the maid, so it came as quite a shock to the older soldier when he appeared to the garden for a surprise visit one day only to find that she was not there. He sat near the garden, the only remnant of her, and willed the Planet to bring her back to him while holding his unwilted white bloom in his hands.

Instead, he heard the roof cracking above his head. Before he could stand, another solider not much younger than he had fallen and landed straight on his back into the garden, sending petals swirling above their heads. The first soldier could only stare, not because of this stranger falling from the sky, but from the identical white bloom hanging from the other's pocket.

The solider immediately placed a kiss to the lips of his other, which stirred the younger into a confused consciousness for but a moment before he too noticed the same flower and offered a kiss of his own.

The flower maiden's joy spread into Life around them. The white petals faded to green and burst into white light that went unnoticed by the soldiers still joined by their lips. The light spread, soothing the weary souls of the city and brightening the dreariness that had for so long devoured it.

The soldiers joined hands with a smile – for happiness now seemed completely simple – and left for the city together, where they lived happily ever after until the end of their days – thanks to the flower maiden that showed them they could.

Aww, them. :3

Thank you to everyone's who's reviewed so far! –glomps you all- Zack-shaped cookies to everyone who keeps me motivated and squealing like the fangirl I am with a review!