*Disclaimer* I just realized I never added a disclaimer. Any way I don't own nay of the character although I wish I did
The Beginning
Chapter Three: A Secret Crush
The young Princess Ozma had talked to her father about the boy she had just met that day on her little trip of running away from the carriage on the way to Finaqua. She was so distracted thinking of the new friend she had made and how much fun she would have at his birthday party. "And then he almost fell out of the tree and was hanging upside down by his feet. The poor boy, he's afraid of heights...." She continued talking the *whole* way to Finaqua practically nonstop about her new friend Ambrose. She felt a small funny sensation in her stomach and she didn't know what it was, but something about Ambrose just brought good thoughts to her mind.
"Ozma don't you think you're a little old for an imaginary friend?" The King asked looking down at his daughter as she sat in front of him talking on and on. "Daddy, Ambrose is not imaginary. Didn't you see him? He has curly dark brown hair and he's about my height maybe slightly taller, he's very skinny for his age and he was wearing these really weird looking pair of pants with a weird kind of fabric I've never seen before. His shoes were funny looking to, but he also has these friendly brown eyes and, and...." She suddenly stopped as her father gently covered her mouth and pulled her off the horse as they reached the maze to Finaqua.
The young princess looked up at her father with a hopeful expression. He knew she wanted to run through the maze by herself seing as it was one of her favorite things to do. "Go on!" Her father said in a gentle voice as he slid off the horse and kept the reigns in his hands. Lavender smiled and ran ahead. She ran so gracefully so excited about telling her mother to Ambrose, although she didn't know how she was going to get his party, but she did know that no matter what her parents said she was going to go. Reaching the end of the labrynth she ran past the gazebo and swing, her lavender eyes sparkling in the afternoon sunlight as she ran through to the palace.
Not bothering to wait for her father, Lavender ran into the palace after opening the giant door and running for the throne room. "Mom! Mother!" She said as she reached the three thrones. Her mother stood up and caught her daughter as the princess slid across the blue marble floor. "Lavender my child what are you so excited about?" The Queen asked smiling as she hugged the princess gently. "Mother I made a new friend on the way here. His name is Ambrose and he's really nice. Can I go to his birthday tonight please mother, please. I'll never ask you for anything again...." She said earning her a cross look from her mother who was surprised to see her daughter, the princess at that, begging. "Ozma honey calm down!" The Queen replied as her husband walked into the throne room.
"Father didn't see him, I think it might be because the gates of Central City were shining brightly in the sun. Mother come on though he's a really good kid...." She said waiting for her mother to reply before noticing that her mother was distracted by her father. "Ok I'll wait until you're done playing tonsil tag...." She said in an annoyed voice as she crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently on the floor, but the look of annoyance quickly faded as she saw her father pull away. "What time do you have to be to Central City?" King Logan asked rubbing his forehead and looking down with his eyes closed. "I have to be there by six, the party ends at eight...." She said although she wasn't sure how she knew that seeing as Ambrose had never given her that information.
"Alright you can go...." Her father said with a sigh as he fell into his throne. Lavender squealed with glee and hugged her father, kissing him twice on the cheek. "Thank you daddy, thank you...." She said before running off toward the stairs to go to her room. "I still think she's talking about an imaginary friend...." Logan said as Natalie walked behind her husbands throne and started rubbing his shoulders. "Well she is a little girl...." She said as Logan shivered lovingly.
Lavender ran up to her room and closed the door happily. She was excited, but at the same time scared because she couldn't stop thinking of the boy she had just met and felt as if she had known him her whole life and didn't know why. It scared her that she already knew everything about him, his birthday, his favorite food and color but then it must have been when they were holding hands because she could see everything about the boy when his hand closed around hers and then light danced around them. What was this sudden chill she was feeling in her spine? Then suddenly it dawned on her as she fell onto her huge bed with it's lavender blankets and satin pillows. "Oh my...." She said, a small smile creeping over her lips. 'I have a crush on someone and his name is Ambrose.' She thought not knowing that Ambrose at the present time was thinking the same thing about her in his room sitting on his bed with his legs crossed, wringing his hands in his lap.
The young girl deciced to try and get her mind off of Ambrose for a while, although she wasn't very successful. Everything she loved to do she had tried to get the young inventor off her mind, but nothing seemed to be working. As she walked out to the stables, her favorite place to be, she walked over to a small black horse. It was only a couple weeks old and for some reason she knew Ambrose liked animals so she decided to give him this as a present and she would tell her parents of her plan. The horse was pitch black from head to hoof except for one small white line on his nose. She nuzzled the small horses nose against her face and rubbed his mane softly. "You'll be the perfect gift, Ambrose will take good care of you I promise...." She whispered to the horse gently in a calm voice.
She was so excited to hear her father coming from the palace calling her name. "Oz it's time to head back to Central City!" He shouted and wasn't surprised when he saw Lavender run from the stables. She grabbed her father's hand and lead him back into the stables. "Father I want Ambrose to have him. He'll take good care of him...." The young girl said and looked at her father, her sparkling lavender eyes piercing into his. "Alright, I'll get him all ready while you get dressed, you can't go in that...." He said smiling down at his beautiful child.
Lavender looked down at her clothes and noticed she was still in her school uniform. She quickly took off running back toward the palace to change and then after slipping a small petite sky blue corset dress she ran back to see that her father had the horse all ready and was in the carriage waiting for her. As she ran to the carriage she jumped in not waiting for the driver to open the door, having swung it open herself and ignored his mutter of "Your young majesty" as she sat down so excited about seeing her new friend.
Lavender thought of Ambrose the whole way to Central City and wasn't surprised to know that for some reason she could tell Ambrose had been thinking of her as well.