Kinders in Cleats...What Could POSSIBLY Go Wrong?

"C'mon Fireflies!" Kelly clapped, shouting through cupped hands from the sidelines at Jefferson Elementary School's soccer field. She watched the five-kid team charge after the ball. They were just too cute to watch running around the diminished field span, going between one goal net and the other continuously. "Kick it, Mackenzie!" The ball bounced off the net and the opposing team took it, making another attempt to score a goal. "Guys, get in there! Go, ALEX!"

Her little blond daughter stood out in the signature red and black uniform of the Grierson U6 Firefly soccer team, particularly because the little girl could fake and pass better than most of her teammates. She had just mastered aerial kicks that sent the ball flying into the air. With her little braids flying, she bolted to intercept the ball.

Some little guy on the other team made a direct attempt to trip Alexandra, and before Kelly got a word out, and just as the whistle was blown, The Prince-Regent of Camelot called out from behind,"Oi! What the devil was that about! What manner of coward overpowers a girl to get his way!" His powerful voice carried clearly across the field, and many curious onlookers followed this new bit of drama

Rolling her eyes in exasperation, thoroughly embarrassed, Kelly braced herself. Alexandra's father's face was red with fury, and he seemed intent on marching straight over to the scared little boy across the field-

-until Kelly blocked his path. "Arthur, he's six—if that!"she hissed urgently, her eyes pleading for the Prince -Regent of Camelot to back down from his tirade. "The whistle's been blown. It's all good,"she assured him. "All the adults are here to keep the game fair, and you won't help matters if you go barrelling in for a 'word' with that boy," she finished sternly, setting a hand on her hip as she gestured toward the child across the field. The boy had gone straight to his mother, looking fearfully at Alexandra's father.

It was funny to watch the six-foot tall Prince stop everything to listen to a woman who barely came to his chest in height. He was visibly restraining himself, trying to heed the time traveller's very sound words of advice. For as much as he lived by the Knights' code, this act of aggression had pushed him. NOBODY laid a hand upon his daughter, not on his watch...

"Sit down," Kelly ordered sternly, pointing to one of the camping chairs she had set out at the start of the game. Arthur started to protest, but she only strengthened her stance, her face a mask of utter seriousness.

"But-"

"Sit down, behave yourself, or you're not coming to another game—period!" Kelly had visibly lost her temper with him, and she continued to stare down the Once and Future King with an intensity that nobody else would have ever gotten away with. She was fuming at his unruly display, and she wasn't going to stand back and watch him make a mockery of her daughter's team.

Arthur's stance eased up and he sighed in defeat. "She's my daughter," he whined pitifully, gesturing to the small child...who, incidentally, had carried on playing after the little boy apologised to her under the Coach's direction. When it was clear that he had no say in this, Arthur lowered his head and sat down to watch the rest of the game. He sat, all right, and visibly pouted like a child the whole time. He wasn't familiar with being dismissed so sharply, and one had only to look at his saddened blue eyes to see that he was just a little bit wounded...

A/N:

This one was a request, so I hope I've done your wish justice! I just...really see Arthur behaving all neanderthal-like when his baby gets bumped, and I just see this petite woman putting him right back in line. Sad, not funny, I know...but this would be one way in which our beloved Prince would begin to see how different their worlds really were to one another.

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