A/N: This drabble was inspired by one of the most beautiful songs in existence... Figured y'all should know that :3 Enjoy! (Oh, and that this is a future fic; two years after high school :P)

"I came to see her daddy for a sit down, man to man
It wasn't any secret; I'd be asking for her hand
I guess that's why he left me, waiting, in the living room by myself
With at least a dozen pictures of her sitting on a shelf
She was playing Cinderella
She was riding her first bike
Bouncing on the bed and looking for a pillow fight
Running through the sprinkler; with a big popsicle grin
Dancing with her dad, looking up at him
In her eyes, I'm Prince Charming
But to him, I'm just some fella
Riding in and stealing Cinderella
I leaned in towards those pictures; to get a better look at one
When I heard a voice behind me, say 'Now, ain't she something, son?'
I said 'Yeah, she's quite a woman'
And he just stared at me
Then I realized that in his eyes she would always be..." -Chuck Wicks, Stealing Cinderella

"... I..." she hesitated. "Darlin', is this really a good idea?"

"Come on..." Jackson placed an assuring kiss on Operetta's forehead; giving her that same sheepish smile she fell in love with. "It'll be fine..."

"... Alright... I'll be waitin'..." Operetta murmured, giving Jackson a tight hug. "Good luck..."

With one last smile to her, Jackson entered the recording studio; more nervous than a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.

"... Jekyll." a familiar voice said; startling the normie boy. "My apologies..."

"Oh..." Jackson bit his lip nervously. "Hi, Mr. Destler..."

"Call me Erik." Operetta's father smirked, sitting down at the piano. "What brings you by?"

"I... Operetta and I... we..."

"Don't tell me; for I believe that I already know..."

Jackson froze. "You do?"

Operetta's father let out a deep sigh as his expression fell. "I felt the same way with her mother..."

... Jackson knew the story... Operetta was in tears when she told him about her parents...

"Right."

"... All I can tell you is... Love my little ghoul right. Or you will regret it."

Jackson blinked slowly as Operetta's father chuckled.

"Don't worry, Mr. Destler, I mean... Erik. I love her too much..."

"I know... Now, get in here, Operetta! ... I know you're right outside the room, darling."

Letting out a joyful shriek, suddenly, Operetta ran into the room; nearly tipping Jackson over as she embraced him in a tight hug.

"... Are you already wearing his ring?"

"Yes, Daddy..." she laughed. "Yes, I am."

"... Don't ask me to compose the music for your wedding."

Jackson's eyebrows knit. "Why not?"

Operetta laughed. "Ya don't wanna know, sugar... Believe me..."

"But you two are going to have one strange child..."

"Daddy!" Operetta shrieked. "Geez, we ain't even hitched..."

"We're working on it, Erik..." Jackson smirked.

"Jackson!"

"What?"

Operetta rolled her eyes. The boy, the one with two egos, that she fell in love with... She was going to get married to him...

... Fairy tales really did exist...

Cheesy fluff, like usual; only I wanted to try comedy this time :P Sorry for the late update; I've been working on two My Little Pony fanfictions with Jossy (XxLynChanxX) and a multi-chapter story with CreativeWritingSoul! :D So yaaaaay!

But, yes, I promise to update more often (with Habbey; I promise), my beloved fans!

BTW, Thank you so so so so so so so much for 60 reviews! *tears up* My God... *hugs each and every one of you* I love y'all. I know I've said it a bazillion times, but it's soooooo freakin' true :'D