A/N: So...it's been a while since I updated this. I thought to make a new twisted tale this time with Chloe being Goldilocks from Goldilocks and the three bears. I have a few more ideas but if you guys have any don't hesitate to tell me. There's a bunch of fairy tales so I'll be happy to twist any in some way.

Hopefully you guys like it,

D.L.D

Once upon a time there was a princess with golden hair the shone in the sun. She had the widest icy blue eyes and a smile that made even the cloudiest day turn sunny. She was treasure to everyone who was around her - I bet that's what you thought this started with. A typical fairy tale about some dumb princess. If so then you were wrong.

Chloe was not like your average princess. In fact she was more like a tyrant. Her blonde hair and innocent look deceived all into thinking she was kind and pure; instead she was cruel and spoiled. The teen often demanded presents from all her subjects on her birthday, even if they were extremely poor. If she didn't like it: it was thrown away. Simple.

So every year on the spoiled princess' birthday, all of the kingdom would flock to the castle. All had to bear gifts or else they would be imprisoned, possibly facing an execution. It was a hard, cruel life. But a life many lived, for the benefits on the kingdom. Benefits many wondered that were even worth it anymore. Dealing with an overgrown brat that would someday be their queen. The only thing stopping her from killing everyone there her parents, and after that her own self-control. That's if she had any.

One of these subjects was Wang Fu, though many called him Master or Master Fu. Master Fu was an elderly man. He had seen many things and had gone through just as many to escape his home country and come to this kingdom. In fact he was the keeper of a miraculous secret. The miraculous.

The miraculous were extraordinary things, often gifted to those deemed worthy enough to have one. Each miraculous had a kwami and that kwami had a power. Ladybug and Chat Noir were famous examples in this kingdom. One of the finest pairs Master Fu had recruited and team many looked up to. Especially the princess.

So, this is where our story really begins.

"I can't believe it's been a year already," Marinette groaned as she headed towards the castle.

Once again it was Chloe'd birthday. The one day everyone in the kingdom dreaded, simply because they had to fork out for an ungrateful brat who didn't give two shits about them anyway. Something the princess had openly admitted to in front of her subjects. Calling them expendable workers who were simply to stupid to climb the social ladder. Something that was more or less proven impossible unless you married into wealth.

But no-one married for love these days. You'd be extremely lucky if a nobleman was to even glance at you if you were a peasant.

"I know," Alya sighed as she walked beside her friend, "My mom was working all night cooking. Something about a big order."

"Of course," Marinette rolled her eyes, "Only the best for Chloe."

Both females continued to grumble as they headed through the castle gates, only to stop as the spotted Master Fu. The old man greeted them with a smile, watching with interest as they came over.

"It's good to see you Master Fu," Marinette smiled.

"Yeah that last winter wasn't too good," Alya agreed, "Where have you been for the past few months?"

"Coming up with a way to teach the princess a valuable lesson," The old man answered as he continued to walk. The girls followed.

"What do mean?" Marinette raised a brow, "You aren't intending to do anything bad are you?"

"No," He answered simply, "Just wait and you will see."

Both girls just sighed as the old man faded into the crowd, curiosity and worry clouding their minds. After all, what could he have planned for Chloe?

"Toss!" Chloe frowned as she waved her hand, "Next!"

A young couple left, the woman in tears and the man with a frown. They'd both worked hard and saved a large amount of their wages to buy the princess her gift. Money that could have gone towards feeding their children. They had ended up in debt to buy the princess a gift she simply turned away.

However no-one protested or said otherwise. No-one could. One word against the monarchy and they would be beheaded for treason. Maybe even tortured before. So they all stayed silent. Pretending that what was going on was ok - even if it wasn't.

"I said next," Chloe huffed as she played with her tiara.

Master Fu stepped forward a blank expression on his face. He then produced three boxes.

"I have three boxes," He spoke, "In each one is a kwami. I am willing to give you one but you must choose."

The princess sat there in shock, her eyes wide. She was getting a kwami! One of the rarest things on Earth. Something only important or special people got.

"What is in the first one?" She asked.

"In the first box is the Dragon miraculous," The old man smiled as he opened the box, "It has the power to change forms to either wind, water or lightning."

Chloe peered at the choker, a frown gathering on her lips. She did not like how it looked neither did she want to have it. It was too plain and not fancy enough for a person of her status.

"Pass," She said haughtily, "The second box?"

"The Bee miraculous," Master Fu had a plain face, as he revealed the second box, "It has the power of subjection in the form of an ability named Venom."

Inside was the Bee miraculous, however due to the princess' words he was unsure of whether she's refuse or not. He had thought to take another one but they were all in use, Ladybug and Chat Noir having to borrow them for a threat that occurred a few days ago. He'd promised those kwamis that they could rest today.

"It does look pretty," The blonde spoke, reaching out before shaking her head, "No. I want the last one."

'It has to be the Ladybug miraculous,' Chloe thought, 'He'd save the best till last.'

"If you say so," Master Fu passed her the final box before leaving.

"I have the Ladybug miraculous!" Chloe couldn't help but smile as she opened the small box. A frown fell onto her lips. "It's empty! I - he - it isn't..."

The princess couldn't help but feel enraged at herself. In the process of wanting the best miraculous, she had forgotten about the ones that were within her reach. The ones that had been shown to her.

"Everybody go home," She got up from her throne, "Leave your gifts here. The party is over."

Everyone did as they were instructed, leaving their gifts to the side. They then bowed or curtsied before exiting the room, leaving the princess to think about what she had just lost.