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A Royal Mess

The kiss was amazing. Everything about it made me feel safe, made me feel like I had been lost for so long and had finally found a home. And it felt so good to know that Aladdin liked me as well.

He liked me! Oh my Walt- he actually liked me! I smiled into the kiss, bringing my hand up and into his soft hair, pulling him even closer. Closer and closer, until our hearts were beating as one. He suddenly broke off the kiss, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushed.

"I- I have to go." He muttered, getting up and off the ground. Was sense coming back to him? Did he remember Jasmine like I did right now?  I got up after him, my own cheeks burning as I nodded at his haste to get away, clearing my throat. I had to remember that we were both taken. How could I have let myself get swept up in the moment like that? Stupid feelings. Always messing things up.

"Yeah- that would, um, I think that would be best." I looked away from his hypnotic brown eyes, focusing instead on the floor. What interesting tiles we had! I didn't look up until I heard the door shut, and when it did, I let out the breath that I hadn't realized I had been holding in.

My legs seemed to have stopped working, and I collapsed on the foot of the bed, my mind running a bit, well, wild. I touched my fingers to my lips- the ones Aladdin had kissed only seconds ago- and smiled. He kissed me! Sure, it ended on a horribly awkward note, and our friendship was going to be changed forever, but he had kissed me!

I fell back into the bed, my spine pressed against the soft sheets. I felt like I was falling in love all over again, but this time, with someone who I knew. Weren't those the best minds of relationships? The ones where they started out as friends?

Although that might have been true, I wasn't too sure about how great the relationships that started between two married people were. There was always that nagging voice in my head- that conscience of mine that wouldn't do with me 'stealing' a friends man.

And as much as I hated to agree, I had to. What kind of a princess did these kinds of things? I shut my eyes, utterly confused and utterly heartbroken, when a strange shimmering noise rang in my ears. I popped up, sitting at the edge of my bed as I looked around in the dark to see where that noise was coming from.

I turned to my left and nearly fainted when I saw a familiar green woman, dressed lavishly in flowing robes, her tall and regal head adorned with her classic horns. I clutched my chest, standing up from my bed and backing away, my face turned down in a scowl.

"What do you want?" I growled, trying my very best to sound brave. I couldn't let her see just how terrified I was- oh gosh no!

She laughed, her voice pleasant despite her evilness.

"My dear, I only came to show you something." She rose a brow, her hands working up some sort of magic.

"Leave now. Or- or my friends will hurt you!" Did that sound threatening? I hoped so.

"Ah well, I wouldn't call that boy a friend," she smiled cheekily at me as I turned pink, and I looked away, embarrassed and ready for her to leave.

"Go. Now." I ordered one last time, my hand reaching towards the door knob. Before I had the chance to pull it open, I was tugged towards her by some invisible force- her magic no doubt.

I was hardly inches away from her, and my breathing was shaky as she began to speak, my fear getting the best of me for once.

"I am only here to show you something, dearest. And then I will be out of your hair! For now, of course." She winked, and suddenly, I was on the beach. I blinked for a moment, disoriented as I adjusted to my settings. It was day, all of a sudden, and the sun shone brightly down on me. It all seemed so... Familiar.

I spotted Eric, and then I knew why it was all so familiar. He was walking down the shore, Mara next to him, laughing at whatever she had just said. I felt sick- this was when I had caught them kissing. This was the exact moment my heart had been smashed into pieces.

"And that is why you should never give me apple pie!" She finished, her laugh ringing out like a bell. Darn it, she had a pretty laugh... That wasn't fair! People shouldn't be allowed to be drop dead gorgeous and have amazing laughs. Especially not people who hung around my husband!

I crossed my arms at them, pursing my lips as I waited for Eric to kiss Mara. Any second now...

"You tell the best stories!" It couldn't have been that great.

"Well I am pretty amazing." So the beautiful, perfect, amazing Mara wasn't modest. Good. She would have been hard to hate if she was.

"You're a pretty amazing friend." Eric smiled, his dumb and unfortunately  pretty eyes sparkling. Mara hesitated before she spoke, playing with her fingers as she thought about whatever she was going to say.

"Eric, I," she paused, suddenly grabbing his hand. She did not just do that. "I don't want to just be friends."

And before he could actually say anything, she kissed him. I looked away, too horrified to see their disgusting display, honestly.

"Eric?" I heard my voice- and when I turned to look back at the scene, I saw myself floating near Mara and my husband, mirror in hand.

"I can explain! Ariel please!" Eric begged, pushing Mara away from him. Exactly how I remembered.

"Stay safe." I- or rather the me in the past- said, and then the image of myself blurred away, leaving a shocked Mara and a distressed looking Eric alone.

"I-" Mara began to talk, but she was cut off by Eric, who held up his hand. His eyes were suddenly hardened, and he looked as if he wanted to kill the servant girl. Good. I mean, oh, how terrible.

"Leave me alone. I don't love you, and I never will. I love Ariel," he looked down at his feet, before snapping his head back up, glaring intensely at Mara. "Never talk to me again."

And with a soft squeak, Mara ran away, tears streaming down her pretty little face. Eric ruffled his hand through his dark hair, and opened his mouth as if he were going to say something, when the vision suddenly stopped. I was back in my room, my face dripping with salty tears I hadn't known I was crying.

He... He didn't mean to kiss Mara. Eric loved me. No- he he loves me, and always will love me.

"That's right my darling, he does love you. And you've turned around and fallen for someone else!" Malificent laughed at my pain, cupping my face with her slender fingers in fake consolation. "I'll be waiting for you and your little friends. But know that if you defeat me- using my last words, I will tell the little princey about your secret crush. And then we will see if he still loves you." And with a poof, she was gone, leaving me to my tears and regret.

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