AN: Hey guys, so here's chapter 6, as promised! I just want to make something quite clear: when I have all these scenes with them waking up together, I mean that they are sleeping together in the cute, cuddly, aw-that-makes-for-an-adorable-scene the-next-morning, chaste, nothing-is-actually-happening-they-are-just-next-to-each-other-and-maybe-hugging-and-kissing-and-stuff-but-nothing-else way. Nothing is like…HAPPENING, you know? Just wanted to clear that up, because I dunno, it could seem that way.
I woke up long before Aurora did.
Eventually, I got tired of watching her sleep...so I tickled her. Taking one of the feathers that are always clinging to my hair and clothing, I brushed the tip of it over her eyelids. She didn't stir. I continued tickling her, all over her face. I even tried the bottoms of her feet, but she simply wasn't waking up. Frustrated, I tried a new method: I leaned down and kissed her.
"Hmmphh...?" she murmured, her eyes finally opening.
"Ah, and at true love's kiss, she awakens!" I exclaimed.
She sat up for a moment, her brow furrowed. She looked utterly confused.
Then, her smile returned and she flopped back down on the pillow.
"Come back to bed, Diaval," she said, her eyes closed once again.
Ah, to be so lucky. I wished that I was able to lay there with her forever. It's so peaceful to have her next to me.
But I can't. Not for the time being.
"Not today, my queen," I said, kneeling next to her bed. With our faces so close together, I could feel her breath. I placed kisses on her eyelids-light, like butterfly wings.
Today, we faced a new challenge-one that we had both expected. We needed to inform Maleficent of our plans.
This was a problem.
Although Maleficent cared about me as a friend, she cared even more about her "beastie". Aurora was like the daughter she never had.
And the chances that she was going to let her marry me, a common old raven who had no experience with love, were slim to none.
Maleficent would, at the very least, make a fuss about it. At the worst, she could even send me away from Aurora-though I doubt it.
I prayed that she would realize that we are happy together. I knew that Aurora needed to be the one who to tell her, since she cared so much about her.
"Shouldn't I get to decide? I'm royalty, after all," she said, her voice muffled slightly by her pillow.
"You're never getting out of that bed, are you?" I sighed.
"Not voluntarily, no," she replied, grinning cheekily at me.
"Involuntarily it is, then," I said, swiftly picking her up.
"Nice try," she said, "but I can sleep here, too." She rested her head on my chest as though it was a pillow.
I sighed. "Don't you ever stop being tired?" I asked.
She didn't reply. She was already halfway asleep.
It was no use. I sat down on the bed, stretching out my legs. In her sleepy state, she tried to move off of me, but ended up lying diagonally across me, with her head on my shoulder.
"I knew you'd give in," she giggled, placing a small, chaste kiss on my collarbone.
I tweaked her nose defiantly, but it was true. This was much better than seeing Maleficent.
We drifted into sleep, waking to a knock.
In walked Maleficent. "Good morning beas-" she stopped short, gasping at what she saw: Aurora and I, half asleep, with our arms around each other and our legs intertwined.