Author's Note: I have to quickly admit something…this particular song was not actually requested (Unless I'm recalling incorrectly). However, I wanted a song I could use for Charlotte, and this one was perfect. And a bit more focus on Tiana…I'm afraid when Naveen comes into the picture, it's hard not to write a bit more for him. …He remains, even in fanfiction, far too charming.

Song: "Some Day My Prince Will Come"

Original Movie: Snow White

Charlotte:

It was too long ago for her to recall now, but Eli La Bouff could easily remember where Charlotte's obsession with being a princess came from. It had been his fault, after all. After Mrs. La Bouff had passed away, Eli had made sure that he was available to Charlotte at all times, choosing to spend most of the day with her. But he found that he simply didn't know how to relate to her.

So they'd end up staring at each other for hours on end. He loved her dearly, and she loved him, but at first they simply didn't know what to do with one another.

One day, after a particularly lucrative business venture, Eli found it. A collection of fairy tales, printed on gold-edged pages and bound with a blue hard cover. He tucked it under his arm when he entered the mansion, and practically skipped his way up the stairs to Charlotte's room.

"Daddy?" she muttered sleepily, sitting up and pushing her cat off of her. Eli shushed her and sat on the edge of the bed, flipping through the book until he found one that looked promising.

"What do you think of that, Charlotte?" He asked, handing over the book. He'd chosen a picture from Cinderella, one where she first wears her ball gown. The blonde hair and blue eyes that so closely resembled Charlotte's had made him choose the image.

Suddenly, Charlotte was wide awake. She flipped excitedly through the book, making 'ooh' sounds at every picture of a princess she found. But the first page she stopped on and really studied was at the end of Beauty and the Beast, where Beauty and her Prince were kissing.

"Would you like me to read you one of those stories?" Eli asked, reaching for the book.

"No!" Charlotte cried, ripping the book back from his hands. Her father looked downtrodden for a moment, but even at three she could sense what the problem was. She patted his hand. "No, Big Daddy. I hold. You read."

Eli chuckled and patted Charlotte on the back, leaning forward so that he could read the story with the book perched in her lap. They finished Beauty and the Beast, and she begged until he went on to read Rapunzel.

It was a tradition that lasted until Charlotte was twelve, and Big Daddy made her start reading the fairy tales to herself.

Tiana:

Tiana's grip on her mother's hand suddenly tightened. She'd never been in such a big house before. "Eudora?" Tiana hid behind her mother when she saw Big Daddy. He towered over her, and he was such a large man.

"Yes, Mr. La Bouff, I presume?" Eudora asked. Eli chuckled.

"No need for formalities. Just call me Eli," he extended his hand and firmly shook Eudora's. She seemed pleasantly surprised by his courtesy. "And who's this little one?"

Tiana finally emerged from behind her mother. True, she was nervous, but her mother had also raised her to be polite. "I'm Tiana."

"Ah. And are you another princess?"

"Princess?" Tiana shook her head. "No, I'm gonna own my own restaurant one day. With my daddy."

"That's a good dream too," Eli nodded approvingly. "Now, I'm sure you're wonderin' what I called you for, Eudora…Seems my daughter is not about to stop chewin' my ear off about a certain dress…"

"Well, that won't be any problem," Eudora insisted. Eli sighed.

"I wish it were as simple as you think it is. It ain't really a regular request," he grabbed a fairy tale collection of the nearby desk and flipped open to Cinderella, landing on a picture of her dancing in her ball gown. "She wants this. Now, I've ordered the supplies already, but I understand if you don't want to…but I heard you were the best…"

Eudora studied the dress in silence. "I can handle this," she said after consideration. "If you'll just show me the young model so I can get her measurements?"

"Of course. Charlotte! The seamstress is here!" A girl dressed from head-to-toe in pink emerged from her room. Seeing all the sewing supplies Eudora carried, she became a bit too excited and ran for the stairs. She wound up tumbling all the way down, a blur of pink.

When she reached the bottom, Tiana rushed to her aid. "Are you all right?"

"Of course! I'm fine!" Charlotte insisted, using the banister to pull herself up. "…I'm Charlotte."

"I'm Tiana."

Charlotte studied the other girl for a moment, sizing her up. "All right," she clapped her hands, her decision made, "You are my new best friend. I just hope the cat isn't heart broken 'bout it…"

Tiana stared at the other little girl, before giving her mother an inquisitive look. Eudora shrugged, but smiled.

"C'mere, Charlotte, I need to get your measurements," Eudora motioned the blonde over to her, and pulled a tape measure out of her bag. She hummed as she worked. "So, you like fairy tales, hmm?"

Charlotte nodded enthusiastically. "Oh, yes! They're wonderful. One day I'm gonna find my prince charming and I'm gonna marry him, and then I'll be a princess."

"I bet you will," Eudora agreed, "Why don't you and Tiana go play? I need to get started on your dress."

"All right. C'mon, Tia!" Charlotte seized Tiana's hand and practically dragged her up to her room. "This is my room," Charlotte said proudly. As young as she was, Tiana certainly could have put the clues together – the room was the same shade of pink that Charlotte was wearing.

"Are you really gonna marry a prince?" Tiana asked. Charlotte nodded.

"Don't you want to, too?" Tiana shook her head.

"Nah. I want to be a chef."

"You can be my chef at the palace," Charlotte offered.

"I don't want to be a palace chef, I wanna be a restaurant chef," Tiana insisted. Charlotte considered that for a while.

"Well, if I'm a princess and you're a chef, you'll still let me come see the restaurant, right? I can come visit you anytime I want?"

"Sure, I guess…"

"Great!"

They spent the rest of their time that day playing with dolls and having a tea party. Eudora had finished most of her work on the dress, and promised Charlotte she would have it within the next two days.

"All right, but…but bring Tia back with you next time you're here, all right? My daddy's paying you, so you have to, all right?"

"Tia, would you like to come with me to work tomorrow to play with Charlotte?" Eudora asked. Tia nodded.

"Mama, maybe you could tell us both a story?" Tiana suggested. "One with princes and princesses?"

"And maybe a chef!" Charlotte threw in, for her new friend's benefit.

Eudora chuckled. "I'm sure that could be arranged." As they made their way back home, Eudora pulled her daughter into her arms and kissed her on top of her head. "You made a new best friend today, huh?"

Tiana nodded. "I guess…Mama, is Charlotte really going to be a princess?"

"I don't know, baby girl."

"I don't think I'd want to be a princess," Tiana continued. "I bet they don't get to cook for themselves…Pretend princesses are all right, though."

Eudora chuckled. "Well, then, I guess you'll only pretend to be a princess." Tiana settled further into her mom's arms and nodded.

"Right. Just for pretend."