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Thing don't always turn out the way you expect them to..."Happily Ever After" just got put on hold...it's time to see who sinks and who can swim ;3 (Please don't hit me with fish...italian food is fine, but please no fish...)

Chapter 2: Mischief

"Prince Alphonse? Prince Alphonse?" a maid called, searching the room for the small boy.

Hanging from the vines that grew below the bedroom window, little Alphonse grinned in triumph. With practiced ease, he climbed down the castle wall, and down into the garden.

A few yards away Veronica and Roxanne had stopped to sit on the edge of the fountain.

"History makes my head hurt," Roxanne complained, lying down on her side so she could run her hand through the cool water.

Veronica sighed, "No. It's "History gives me a headache", and you shouldn't complain."

She realized Roxanne wasn't listening, and a small tick appeared at her temple, "Roxanne!"

The blue eyed girl jumped, and looked at her, "H-huh? What is it Roni?"

Another tick appeared, "My name is Veronica, not Roni. Stop spacing out."

Roxanne blushed, "S-sorry Ro-er, Veronica."

She turned back to look at the water, as if some answer could be found in her reflection. Veronica peered over her shoulder, and noticed the look of confusion in her sister's eyes.

"Is something wrong?" the violet eyed girl asked in concern.

"Huh?" her sister looked up again and blinked, and then blushed, "N-no! Nothing's wrong! I was just...thinking..."

"About what?" Veronica prompted, "Tell me."

Roxanne continued to blush, "Promise not to tell anyone?"

Veronica pursed her lips, "Not even mother, or father?"

"Mmhm!" the befreckled girl nodded, "You can't tell anyone. You have to promise."

The white haired princess watched her sister's face carefully, and decided it would probably be okay. That, and she hated being left out of the loop.

"Alright..." Veronica sighed, "I promise I won't tell anyone."

Roxanne sat up, and fiddled with her skirt for a moment. Her face slowly growing redder, she took a deep breath.

"After my nightmare last night...when I went back to sleep...I had another dream..." she said, now bright red, "I went into the West Tower, and climbed to the very top. There I found a handsome prince waiting for me..."

Veronica blushed too, "So what happened next?"

"I woke up," Roxanne told her with a sheepish smile.

Veronica nearly fell over in surprise, "What? That's it?"

"Yeah, but..." Roxanne scrunched her brow in deep thought, "It was so...nostalgic. He was tall, his eyes were dark green, his hair was long and dark, and his smile...it made my heart beat so fast..."

Veronica blinked, a light blush dusting her cheeks, "You have such wild dreams, don't you?"

Roxanne laughed sheepishly, "I guess I do, huh?"

Veronica smiled, then with a sigh she stood up, "Well, it's time to return to our studies."

Roxanne sulked at the thought, but she stood up as well. Her sister glanced back to make sure she was following before heading for the castle. Roxanne sighed, but didn't complain as she followed her more mature sister.

Suddenly, a small pair of hands reached out of the bushes and grabbed Roxanne. Before she could so much as gasp she was yanked inside. The small hands covered her mouth so she couldn't scream.

"I gotcha Roxi," Alphonse whispered in her ear.

Roxanne sighed in relief before peeling his hands off her mouth, "That really scared me, Alfy."

"Sorry, but if I'm not careful I'll get caught," Alphonse told her, taking her hand, "Come on, let's sneak into the West Tower."

Roxanne blanched, "Y-y-you heard that?"

"Heard what?" he asked.

"N-nothing..." she looked away, blushing.

"Anyway, I wanna see what's up there," he told her, "Are you coming or not?"

Roxanne slumped, "But Autor will yell at us again...and what if there really is a monster in there?"

"Like a tall, green eyed, long haired type of monster?" the boy asked innocently.

She gaped like a fish, bright red like a tomato, "Y-you-you were listening!"

The boy grinned, "So, are you coming? Or are you going to go study instead?"

"B-but..." she tried to think of how to respond.

Alphonse peeked out of the bushes, and saw Veronica looking worriedly about for Roxanne.

"It's now or never," he whispered, "It would be rude to keep your prince waiting."

"It was just a dream," she hissed, "And you better keep it a secret, okay?"

"Alright, alright," he rolled his golden brown eyes, but then he grinned, "Just as long as you don't get us caught~."

"F-fine! I'll come!" Roxanne paled at the threat.

The two cautiously snuck through the bushes, completely concealed from the eyes of their now irritated sister and the maids she had called out to help her look for Roxanne. Soon they were at the edge of the garden, and running along the wall toward the West Tower.

"Mama's gonna be so mad when she sees my dress," Roxanne noticed the dirt and grass stains on her peach and white dress.

"Shh!" her brother told her.

He looked around the corner before beckoning for her to follow. While no one was looking they slipped inside one of the entrances to the castle. Whenever someone passed by, they hid under tables or behind tapestries. Before long they were at the entrance to the West Tower.

Roxanne tried opening the door, but it was locked, "We can't get in."

"Sure we can," Alphonse held up a key with a grin.

She gasped in surprise, "Where did you get that?"

"Out of Autor's pocket while Veronica was lecturing him the other day," he said smugly while he unlocked the door, "Come on."

They slipped inside and closed the door behind them. It was dark, so Alphonse took Roxanne's hand and slowly led her up the staircase.

"Watch your step," he whispered, "If you fall the whole castle will hear you."

Roxanne pouted, "Yeah, yeah, I know..."

"Make sure you don't fall in front your prince," her brother said, half serious and half teasing, "Because just falling is bad enough..."

She blushed, "I know, I know...it's not like I make those weird noises on purpose..."

"I think it's funny," he snickered, "You sound like a flustered duck."

"I do not!" she retorted, though still at a whisper.

"Yes you do," he said.

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Do too."

Their argument went on all the way to the top of the staircase.

"Do not," Roxanne said for the 87th time.

"Shh," her brother held a finger to his lips, suddenly serious, "We're here."

There was a little light coming from the edges around the door at the top of the staircase, but it was still very dark where they stood. Not another word was spoken while he carefully found the doorknob, tried it, found it was locked, and then very carefully put the key in the keyhole after he found it too. With a low click, they knew it was now unlocked. Alphonse slipped the key back into his pocket before slowly turning the knob.

He paused to look at his sister, who took his hand in hers once again and timidly nodded. With a look of determination, he opened the door.

Till The Next Chapter...

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