Disney and nickeldeon short prompt stories

63-Amber and Nina- house of Anubis

Amber Millington, with her golden curls and sparkling blue eyes, had always been the life of the party at Anubis House. She flitted around like a social butterfly, organizing events, planning pranks, and making sure everyone felt included. But beneath her bubbly exterior, Amber held secrets—secrets that only Nina Martin, her closest friend, knew.

Nina, the American girl with light brown hair and an insatiable curiosity, had stumbled upon the ancient mystery of Anubis House. She'd formed the Sibuna Club with Fabian and Amber, determined to unravel the secrets hidden within the old walls. And somewhere along the way, she'd fallen for Fabian—a boy with soulful eyes and a heart full of riddles.

But Amber? Amber was different. She was the one who understood Nina's doubts, fears, and late-night musings. They'd shared laughter, tears, and whispered confessions in the dimly lit corners of their dorm room. And on that fateful prom night, as the music swirled and the stars peeked through the skylight, Amber's secret spilled out.

"Amber," Nina said, her voice barely audible over the music. "Why did you organize this prom? It's not like you to care about such things."

Amber twirled, her dress billowing around her. "Because, my dear Neens," she said, using the nickname only she dared to use, "everyone deserves a magical night. Even if we're knee-deep in ancient curses and cryptic symbols."

Nina chuckled. "True. But what's your secret agenda?"

Amber's eyes softened. "I want you to have a moment," she said. "A moment that transcends mysteries and prophecies. A moment that's just... ours."

Nina's heart fluttered. "Ours?"

Amber nodded toward the dance floor, where couples swayed to a slow song. "You and Fabian," she said. "You're meant for each other. But sometimes, even destined lovers need a little nudge."

Nina blushed. "What are you—"

Before she could finish, Amber grabbed her hand and led her to the center of the room. The music shifted to a gentle melody, and Amber pulled Nina close. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the world faded away—the ancient artifacts, the hidden tunnels, the looming danger—all of it dissolved into the background.

"Amber," Nina whispered, "what are you doing?"

Amber leaned in, her lips brushing against Nina's ear. "Creating a memory," she murmured. "Something to hold onto when the world gets too complicated."

And then, Amber kissed her. Softly, sweetly, like a promise whispered in the dark. Nina's heart raced, and she forgot about curses and clues. All that mattered was the warmth of Amber's lips against hers, the way their fingers intertwined, and the knowledge that this was a secret they'd share forever.

When they finally pulled apart, Amber grinned. "Now," she said, "go find Fabian. Tell him how you feel."

Nina nodded, her cheeks flushed. "And what about you?"

Amber winked. "I have my own secrets to unravel," she said. "But tonight, it's all about you."

And so, Nina Martin—the Chosen One—slipped away from Amber's embrace, her heart soaring. She found Fabian by the ancient staircase, and as they danced, she whispered her feelings into his ear. And somewhere in the shadows, Amber watched, her own heart full of hope and longing.

For that one magical night, Amber Millington had orchestrated destiny itself. And in the quiet moments between dances, she wondered if perhaps she'd found her own secret—a love that defied curses and spanned lifetimes.