Okay, so I just found an error in my authors notes at the beginning of the last one-shot. It just says "…my first one-shot published on!" and nothing else. Sorry about that! I put after it, I don't know what happened to it, and I'm not going to delete a perfectly good one-shot just because of one minor error, so yeah.

Anyway, this one is NOT about Princess Peach; I'm just a fan of MarioxPeach and felt that was a good place to start before going crazy with the characters I really like!

EDIT: This needed revising, so, well, I revised it!

The 100 Themes Challenge

2. Princess

The six-year-old monarchy sat in a sterile hospital room, waiting for something she didn't want to wait for. She groaned. Right now, she could be doing something fun. Like churning her own butter or something fun like that. Anything to get out of having a little sister. Besides her being a threat to her taking the throne when she grew up, babies were annoying. They didn't do anything. They ate and slept and pooped and cried and broke your toys. She had begged if she could go into the Mothership for months, and her so-called sister got everything a stupid little baby could ever want. She was furious about that, but even more so that this would continue until the little brat was about 10 years old.

She now had so much rage built inside her over this little brat that she couldn't sit still. She stood up, and with an animal-like growl of pure rage, she picked up a chair and threw it across the room. She began to have a tantrum, all the while crying, "I DON'T WANT A STUPID SISTER! I DON'T WANT A STUPID SISTER! I DON'T-"

Than a voice rang out. "Princess, calm yourself! Please!"

"NONONONONONONOOOOOOOO!" was the response from the alien girl.

He tapped her on the shoulder (with some difficulty). "Don't you want to meet your sister? You're going to be stuck with her, so get it over with now."

She was about to scream back a response when she realized the logic in this, and reluctantly stood up and took the little cloth bundle that he was holding. She could barely keep herself from gasping. The little girl was indeed fairly pretty (at least by Shroob standards).

She was very, very tiny for a royal baby, and she had two cute little fangs just poking out of her mouth. The now-older-sister suddenly noticed something that made chills run down her spine, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Then two different things hit her at once. The first thing was the child's activity level. Babies were supposed to coo, or cry, or grab your nose. They were supposed to do… something. This one did nothing, just stared. She would have thought something was wrong with her… if it wasn't for those eyes. They were pretty, the pupils a ruby red, but something else made her tremble in both fear and awe. This child's eyes… there was something going on behind them. She could almost see the gears whirring in the little child's brain, processing, analyzing, and figuring out this whole new world with an eerie intelligence. It was both creepy and kind of interesting.

She trembled and handed back the little child. The little assistant nodded and said, "You're parents will be out in a minute. No more throwing stuff, okay?" She slowly nodded, still staring at the little bundle of blankets. Then something happened that made her blood run cold.

The little girl waved at her.

"Okay then." The alien ran back to wherever they put born babies. The monarchy sat down and curled her hands together, too shocked to be upset. She didn't know what was going on, how her life would change because of this sister of hers, how her sister had come to be this... odd. But she knew two things.

She was no normal baby… and not in a bad way.

Yup, a Shroob fic. I've wanted to write this for a while. I just think baby villains are so cute! It's just one of those things that makes you go "awww"… at least fo- *shot* *is magically revived by logic*

Don't worry, Fawful/Dimentio fans, your time will come soon… in the next couple chapters, actually. (And yes, I uploaded this at 6 in the morning because I don't need sleep, apparently.)

EDIT: I'm going to be posting the third tomorrow, if not by about 9:00 A.M. That's all I really have to say, so byyyyyyeeeee!