A/n: Because I can't get over the idea that Emma is based off the Swan Princess. These will be AU oneshots based off songs from the Swan Princess. Captain Swan/ Lieutenant Duckling
Killian could not believe it. He had made plans already with Robin. He was going to spend all summer doing things like wrestling, hunting, and boxing. Instead he was stuck with her all summer. Hopefully he would get the plague, or at least the chicken pox.
Emma did her best to look happy. Her father even let her ride on with him while her mother rode next to them. She was let down off the saddle and urged to walk forward towards him.
"Hello Princess Emma. I'm very pleased to meet you."
"Pleased to meet you Prince Killian."
Emma looked up in time to see the boy run towards his older brother. Only to be sent back to kiss her hand. He wiped his face, she wiped her hand on her dress. He looked conceited, and she wanted to spend her summer with Ruby and Belle. Maybe she would get consumption or typhoid.
"So happy you could come."
"So happy to be here."
How I'd like to run...
This was definitely not their idea of fun.
They spent the summer fighting and arguing, the adults were oblivious. Snow and Charming were already making merger plans with Liam. Emma and Killian could only agree that they hated the politics.
The years passed, each one the same. Snow and Emma found that getting Emma from her room became more and more of a hassle. She always had a new excuse. She either didn't pack or wash her hair, or she claimed to be seasick.
Killian always locked himself in his room, Liam left him alone for the most part, knowing he was just sulking about seeing the Princess again, but could he pretend to be excited to see her for once? That day he was shooting arrows at a crudely drawn picture of her. The docks were no better.
Killian couldn't help but be annoyed at the Princess, at least this year Liam relented to letting Robin join them that summer. They tried all summer to lose her, but she stuck to them like glue. Why couldn't she understand that she wasn't wanted. Luckily they made it to the treehouse before she caught up. Robin pulled up the ladder.
"This really isn't fair..."
"We really couldn't care."
Boys it's all or none.
She kicked at the stupid house and found the whole thing falling down on her. Charming and Snow were NOT pleased to be taking their daughter home with broken limbs. Killian's ears rang for weeks after the scolding he got from Liam.
This definitely was not their idea of fun.
A few months after Emma was born, Liam took young Killian to see her. He had just inherited the throne after both their parents were killed. Charming and Snow graciously offered to help him with whatever he needed to keep the kingdom going, and did so for many years. The idea of merging the kingdoms through Emma and Killian's marriage came when they heard the baby crying. They ran in just when her tears stopped to see seven year old Killian holding Emma in his arms whispering to her to stop crying. The little princess looked up at him with teary eyes and broke into her first smile, from which came her first laugh. It was a perfect match. So they thought.
Anyone could see that the only thing Emma and Killian agreed upon was that the thought of summer was dreaded.
Killian was growing more annoyed at Emma. She always made him play dress up. She was always flirting with the guards. He didn't understand why it bothered him so much, until Robin poked him in the ribs with a joke that he really sort of liked her. Did he? Well, he would like her better if she lost at cards...
"Four sevens and a ten." Killian said proudly.
"I think I won again."
Every time she's won!
This was her idea... (this wasn't his idea) of fun.
"What if Killian doesn't go for the merger?" Liam wrote to Charming one day in the winter.
"Remind him it's good for your kingdom, for the people." Was Charming's reply.
Summer was coming up again. All Killian wanted to do was set sail, which Liam had assured him he could do AFTER meeting up with the princess. Then he could take her and the family around the harbor. Killian grudgingly agreed, and dressed ready to sail. He had taken to wearing black leather, for aesthetic reasons. After he took them around he would sail by himself for a few hours. He was tired of Liam's pushy hints. Yes, Killian knew he was old enough to marry now.
Emma was beyond annoyed. She tried refusing to come, and her father just picked her up and put her in the carriage. She refused to get off the ship, her father picked her up and carried her to the other carriage. She was getting bruises from his fingertips!
Killian thought of Milah, the local woman who he had a fleeting romance with in the spring. Now she was a woman, nothing like Princess Emma, more like pompous Emma...he could do much better than Emma.
Emma thought of all the years spent there, away from home for three months. He always made a point to feel her feel unwelcome. Always doing things to get under her skin until she wanted to scream. He's so immature!
She crossed her arms and wore a visible pout when she turned to look at him. Her knees started buckling. Any and all doubts she had before were gone.
Killian tried his best to look anywhere else but her, but his eyes fell on the princess and he couldn't help but think of how she started as such an ugly duckling, then somehow became a Swan.
So happy to be here.
Till now I never knew...
It is you I've been dreaming of.
This was their idea...
Killian and Emma didn't even notice the whirl-wind of activity around them. The world melted away.
This was their idea of love.
