A/N: Sorry about the delayed update, it's just there were no reviews on the last chapter and I was really saddened by that. But I'll Cover Angel and Collins said that I was making her crazy, so I'm updating. You should feel special!

2nd note: I decided Roger is about 23. I don't know his age so correct me if I'm wrong, but that's how it will be for it to work.

Summary: Mimi finds a few things out about Roger. Collins and Angel are found by another person. What will happen next?

Disclaimer: I don't own RENT if I did I'd be making Jesse and Wilson live with me and I'd have tons of pics of us together. (I don't own that disclaimer either. I'll Cover Angel and Collins does.)

Mimi picked at some invisible lint off of her sweater as she sat with her parents, awaiting Prince Roger's arrival.

"He's a young widower-"

Great. A 40 year old pedophile.

"-very wealthy-"

Of course! You'd have it no other way.

"- and his father is dying, so if you do marry you will be queen soon," her mother explained.

I can't even keep a goldfish alive. How can I rule a kingdom?

Trumpets sounded. The door opened. A man entered.

"May I present Prince Roger Davis and Sir Mark Cohen."

A man with cropped dirty blonde hair who looked like he could've been a rockstar in another life, walked in with an almost albino man holding a camera very closely following not too far behind.

The first man walked up to Mimi and kissed her hand.

"Princess Mimi," he said.

Ay mi Dios! Please let him be Roger!

"I'm Roger and this is my cousin, Mark."

Yes! Okay, now don't say anything stupid!

"Hi," she breathed. Mimi flashed him a wide smile, which Roger returned.

"Ahem."

Mimi stifled a giggle as Roger awkwardly moved to meet her parents.

"Well, querida, shall we adjourn to the dining hall for breakfast?" the king asked, after a silence fell.

"I would love to, mon cher," she answered.

They exited leaving the two alone together.

"Where did Mark go?" Mimi asked after noticing they were completely abandoned.

"Oh, he likes to film stuff and take pictures," Roger said with a shrug.

"Um, if you don't mind me asking how did your wife die?" she asked without really thinking.

"No, I don't mind. April died in child birth almost 6 years ago."

"I'm so sorry. Wait, you have a kid? Do you have a picture?"

"I have something better than that," he said. He took Mimi's hand and pulled her towards the doors. "I have something better."

They walked in silence, hand-in-hand until they reached the car.

"Mimi I want you to meet April Marie Davis."

Roger opened the door to reveal a small child with very fair skin, fiery red hair and piercing emerald eyes.

"Hi Daddy!" she said in a high soprano voice.

"Hi, sweetie," he said, picking up the beautiful child. "April, this is Mimi."

He set her down and she ran to hug Mimi's waist.

"Hi Mimi!"

The princess kneeled down to look her face to face. "Hi, April."

"How old are you?" April asked curiously.

"April!" Roger chastised with an embarrassed chuckle.

"It's fine," Mimi assured. "I'm almost 19. Your daddy told me you're 5."

She nodded feverishly. "I'm gonna be six real soon though."

"You're big for your age then. You'll be taller than me in a few years!" she joked. "Do you want to go play dress up?"

"Can I, Daddy?" April jutted out her bottom lip to a point where no one could say no.

"Sure. I need to find Mark anyway."

Mimi smiled at Roger and he felt a little dizzy. She gave him the directions to her room and then ran off with the small girl.

xXx

Wow, he is so beautiful, Collins thought as Angel continued to snore lightly. He gently played with a few soft curls on the Prince's head. How did I get so lucky? I really don't deserve him. He traced a contour of one of Angel's toned arms. So beautiful, warm, caring, loving. Too perfect. Angelic, even. Truly his namesake.

Angel's eyes opened slowly, but shut again and he buried his face in Collins's chest.

"Sun. Bright," he moaned. He felt a chuckle resonate from his 'pillow. "Are you hungry?"

"I'm hungry for…Angelcake!" Collins flipped them over, playfully trapping Angel underneath him.

"Sorry, honey that's not on the menu yet. Although if you want you can join me in the shower."

Collins didn't need to think twice before releasing his boyfriend and carrying him to the bathroom.

"You know, a long hot bubble bath sounds a lot better, don't you think?" Angel whispered huskily.

The larger man struggled to form a coherent thought as the man in his arms to nip at the tender skin of his neck.

"Um, yeah, that, uh, sounds good," he stammered.

"Collins, you should really set me down because I am loving this carrying thing and may start having you carry me everywhere else."

"Oh is that a promise?" he teased, giggling.

Angel gently kissed Collins as he sat him down on the counter, not breaking the kiss.

"Hello?" a voice called.

Angel broke apart from his lover and grabbed his robe, tugging it on.

"Stay here," he said quietly.

The prince walked out into the living room and saw a really good looking man.

"Um, can I help you?"

"Oh, sorry. I'm Roger. I knew I should've knocked, but I was looking for my cousin Mark. He's really pale, glasses and a camera almost welded onto his hand. You seen him?"

"Can't say that I have. Sorry. I'll keep an eye out for him though," Angel hinted.

He caught on. Well, almost. "Oh, right. Um, can I use your bathroom before I head back?"

He nodded absentmindedly and pointed to the right door. "Sure." He wanted the intruder to leave so that he could get back to Collins. Shit! "Wait!"

Alright, so was it worth the wait? No. I'll try to get more up soon. Again, sorry for the wait, but would it kill you to review? Even a smiley face would make my day!