The Swan Lake | [Prince Daniel X Reader]

foreward.

It's a sun-kissed summer day in 2003 at Camp Willow Creek, where Barbie Roberts, Ken Carstens, and their friends have gathered as counselors. The air is alive with laughter and excitement as kids of all ages flock to the various activity stations. At the arts and crafts shed, tiny hands are busy painting colourful masterpieces, while nearby, a group of eager campers learns the finer points of archery under Ken's patient guidance. Barbie, meanwhile, leads a troupe of giggling girls in a spirited game of capture the flag.

As the morning wears on, the campers make their way to the mess hall, a bustling hub of activity where the scent of freshly baked pizza, tacos and hot dogs wafts through the air. The counselors expertly juggle trays laden with chicken nuggets, fruit salad, and glasses of cold milk, ensuring everyone gets a nutritious meal. After lunch, the lake beckons, its crystal-clear waters inviting campers to take a refreshing dip or try their hand at canoeing. Nearby, the infamous blob, a gigantic inflatable trampoline, promises hours of bouncy fun. (A/N: don't mind meee!)

As the sun begins to set, the campers gather around the roaring campfire, mesmerized by Ken's acoustic guitar melodies. Barbie gently passes out marshmallows, crackers and milk chocolate for s'mores, the sweet aroma mingling with the smoky scent of the fire. The surrounding trees, tall and majestic, stand sentinel as the night deepens. Above, a canopy of stars twinkles like diamonds scattered across the velvet sky. The sound of laughter and chatter gradually gives way to contented sighs as the campers succumb to the tranquil atmosphere.

As the evening draws to a close, the counselors gently herd their charges toward the cozy cabins, nestled among the trees. The soft glow of lanterns and the murmur of crickets provide a soothing lullaby. Inside, the cabins are warm and inviting, with bunk beds and cozy sleeping bags awaiting weary campers. As Ken's final guitar strum fades away, Barbie and the other counselors usher the children into their cabins, where dreams of the day's adventures will soon give way to well-deserved rest. With full hearts and tired bodies, the campers drift off to sleep, surrounded by the peaceful sounds of the summer night.

As the last of the campers settle in for the night, Barbie and Ken steal a quiet moment together. Hand in hand, they stroll through the clearing, the soft rustle of leaves and chirping crickets accompanying their gentle pace. The boys' cabin looms ahead, its porch light casting a warm glow that illuminates the tender smile on Ken's face. He turns to Barbie, his blue-green eyes shining with affection, and draws her close.

Their lips meet in a soft, gentle kiss, the pressure building as they deepen their embrace. Ken's lips are warm and inviting, his kiss a sweet blend of passion and adoration. Barbie feels her heart flutter as she melts into his arms, the world around them fading into the background. Time stands still as they savor the moment, their love shining brighter than the stars above.

"Goodnight," Barbie whispers, her voice barely audible over the beating of her heart. She smiles up at Ken, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

"Sweet dreams," Ken replies, his mischievous grin lingering as he watches her go. He holds her hand for a moment longer, reluctant to let her go, before releasing her with a gentle squeeze.

With the warmth of Ken's kiss still lingering on her lips, Barbie begins her walk through the clearing. The lamp she carries casts a golden glow on the path ahead, illuminating her journey to the girls' cabin. Her flared jeans flutter with each step, comfy sneakers making soft contact with the earth. The seafoam-coloured shirt glows softly in the fading light, while her tight-fitting zip-up jacket adds a sporty touch to her relaxed summer look. The night air is filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the distant sound of crickets, a soothing serenade that accompanies her stroll.