New update for Phoenix's Wil! And pretty quickly after Phoenix and the Beast, too! It's been a while since I was quick from one to the other. Though this one's a little on the short side, it's pretty cute! So all you Wilfred lovers should be pleased (hopefully). Ironically, since one's been going on longer than the other, they're both at about the same place in the fact that their both getting the invitation to Mike's mystery theme ball.

So please read and review, and enjoy, My Lovely Readers!

(Later that night)

I am currently trying to sleep, but to no avail am I able to fall asleep. All I do is toss and turn, trying to get comfortable. I tap my phone to make the screen light up and show me the time. 12: 47, is the time that taunts me. It's only been two minutes since I last checked?! Uhhh. I'm really not tired.

My mind currently doesn't want to shut down, and it keeps going over what happened today. Will Claude-hopper and I ever get along? Doubtful. Unless he knows I'm a princess. That is going to be a good day, to see the priceless, shocked expression on his face! I couldn't help the chuckle that came out of my throat at that thought. My mind turns over to what actually happened today. Would I have been able to get all the shopping back to the castle on my own? … Probably. Just because of my stubborn will. It might have taken a while, and I probably would have been close to dead from all the weight and long distance, but I could have gotten it done. Just so I could stick it to Claude-hopper that I could get it done. I sigh and could feel the dryness in my throat. I look over at my bedside table for my usual cold glass of water, but see it isn't there. Huh, that's weird. Maybe that's why I can't fall asleep!

I get out of bed and pull on my robe and slippers, ready to go out on my own. As I am ready to walk out the door, I see the intercom and stop. I should probably just use that and call someone... but at this time of night, for a glass of water? I'm not that helpless, even if it's the 'proper' thing to do, it's not 'normal' for me. Plus after the realization of how lazy I've gotten, this little bit of exercise would help fix that. With my resolve firm, I continue out the door, and make my way towards the kitchen.

As I am walking, I keep looking around to ensure that Claude-hopper isn't lurking around to accuse me of some other inane rule of manners I was probably breaking. I sigh at how paranoid I was acting, stop, and look down at the floor. Huh? What's this? I pick up what appears to be a bookmark. It's just like the one I found before. It's probably Prince Wilfred's. I continue down the hall towards Prince Wilfred's room to see if he might be there, since it's only a couple doors down from where I already was.

The door's open a bit. That's odd. I reach my hand out to open the door a little more to peek in, but my hand stops an inch in front of the door handle. Is he in there? What if it's somebody else? Like Claude? I bite my lip, before just going with my gut and quietly open the door. Either way, I need to get his bookmark back to him. I step inside, and can see some of a blond head over the sofa; the person laying down on it.

"Prince Wilfred?" I call quietly unsure of what he was doing. As I make my way around the sofa, I stop at the sight before me.

Now that I'm inside the room, I can hear Prince Wilfred's soft snoring. He's asleep on the sofa, a book lying open on top of his chest, and glasses pushed up on his head. He looks so cute, sincere, and defenseless. Like a little boy. … If he stays out here like this, he might catch a cold. As the thought crosses my mind, I notice how warm the room actually is. Well, then he should be fine, I guess. Now sure he would be okay, I continue to watch him, completely forgetting everything that got me here.

I wonder how long he's been here? I unconsciously tighten my hand, feel the bookmark, and remember why I'm here. I quietly approach the sleeping prince, and first take off his glasses, afraid they might get broken. Then I gently pick up the book from his chest and recognize the familiar cover, one of my favorite authors and best friend, Arizona Phoenix; which is actually her pen name, and it should be obvious where she got her inspiration. (Mentally pointing to self, because my hands are full.) He likes her books, too? That's interesting. T would be pleased to know a prince reads her work. I'll need to bring this up sometime to see what he thinks of her other books. This is the third in her saga, and the fourth will be coming out in the next few months. I place the bookmark inside and scan the pages to see where he is. Oh, this is one of my favorite parts! When the main love interest tells the main character how he's been in love with her since he first laid eyes on her. I smile, close the book, and quietly set it on the side table by his head.

I better get out of here before Prince Wilfred wakes up. That would be really awkward. Though, I'm glad I came in, and got to see him like this. It's such a nice change from the emotionless mask he usually wears, though, I don't know if it's just my opinion, but he seems to be wearing it less and less around me. I shake my head at the thought. Well, we are becoming friends, so I would want him to open up more to me.

I swallow at the thought of friends, and feel the dryness in my throat, which reminds me of my original mission before being sidetracked by Prince Wilfred. I quietly leave the room and completely shut the door behind me, before heading to the kitchen to get my cold glass of water.

Once I make it back into my room, unseen by anyone as far as I know, I am able to fall asleep after my cool drink of water.

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(The next morning)

I enter Prince Wilfred's office to water his plants like I do everyday. Prince Wilfred is already at his desk and completely engrossed with some paperwork.

I stop when I see him, remembering last night, and feel my face get warm. I bow my head quickly so my hair will surround my cheeks and he won't see. "Good morning."

I can hear him put his paperwork down, and feel his eyes on me. "Aah, morning, Phoenix."

"I'm here to care for your flowers." I say, and quickly turn to tend to his flowers, before raising my head. I hear rustling papers behind me, letting me know that he has returned his attention to his paperwork.

He seems pretty busy, so I shouldn't bother him. As I'm watering the flowers, something on the table catches my attention. Is that an invitation? I squint my eyes at the fine writing on the invitation, trying to read what it says. Seriously, I need to remember to get new prescription contacts. I can't keep pretending this isn't a problem. After a little more squinting, I can make out the words Nobel Micheal. Thinking of how that's where we first met, I become lost in my memories of that night.

"Did you spot something interesting?" Prince Wilfred asks.

"What?" I straighten and turn to see Prince Wilfred standing from his desk and removing his glasses. I can't move, as he approaches, feeling like a deer in headlights.

"There's going to be another party at Nobel Micheal, and I am required to be accompanied by a date." Prince Wilfred tells me seriously.

I didn't know why, but I feel a pain in my chest at his words. "Oh, really?" I say as nonchalantly as I possibly can muster, though, inside, I'm feeling depressed by this turn of conversation. I wonder who he would take. I'm sure she's a noble's daughter of Philip. Even though, I'm perfectly suited enough to be his date, he doesn't know that. It's just the way things are done... I look down and hold in the disappointed sigh from coming out.

I feel a warm hand under my chin, that brings my face back up to look into Prince Wilfred's blue eyes. My heart quickens for some reason. Maybe all the eye contact? Just like every time before, once our eyes were locked on each others I could do nothing else but stare into their depths. It was like an intense session of uninterrupted eye contact mixed with who will look away first.

"I'm not really fond of parties, how about yourself?" Prince Wilfred states.

"Well, I haven't been to many to really have an opinion. But in almost all cases in general, it all comes down to who you're with, on how much you enjoy an event." I state back, never breaking eye contact. I think I've surprised him, because he doesn't say anything at first.

He suddenly averts his eyes, looking somewhat shy. "You shouldn't look at me that way..." Comes quietly after he looks away.

"What?" I don't think I've heard him right.

The shy look disappears and is replaced with the emotionless mask at my response.

"So, is that a no? About the party?" He asks.

"Wait... Me? You want me to go? With you?" I ask completely shocked.

So what'cha think about that? (If you know the song, you win five points of awesomeness.) Please let me know what you thought, and if there's anything you want to see happen let me know.

Question for you to answer if you review, or just review to answer, because I'm curious what you think: "What fairytale do you see Phoenix and Wilfred as?"

Because for me, Keith is Beauty and the Beast and Glenn is Cinderella, easy. Roberto, kinda makes me think of Aladdin with the whole 'poor person and royalty falling for each other'. So please, somebody let me know what you think/feel is their fairytale, because I don't know and it could help me with writing their relationship more. And you don't have to think of it as Phoenix being the princess role, you can think of the prince of the female role. (Example: Like me thinking of Roberto as Jasmine and the girl as Aladdin.)