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Kirstie squealed as she pulled her boyfriend to the statue of Walt Disney holding Mickey Mouse's hand. It stood in front of the famous Disney castle that they both grew up watching on their television screens. Avi smiled as he kissed her cheek. She didn't have time to blush because the excitement was just bubbling inside her.

"Let's go on all the rides!" she basically shouted and Avi chuckled at her, shaking his head at her childlike behavior. He surprised her with a trip to Orlando, Florida and tickets to Disney World after their last show on tour. She attacked him with hugs and kisses and couldn't wait to go. Now, a week later, they were there, and neither of them could be happier.

They came on a day when not many people were there. It was a Monday and it was the start of school season, so there weren't many families or kids. But there were a lot of people who recognized them. Every twenty minutes they were stopped with, "Oh my goodness, you're from Pentatonix! Can we get a picture, please?"

They didn't mind it at all. In fact, they were very flattered and happy to have Pentaholics come up to them. They even kissed in a few of the photos, just because. They had been together for almost two years now and the fans were so supportive and adored them together.

"Hi, I'm a huge fan, and I just wanted to say that you guys look like Disney characters right now, it's so cute!" one girl said to them. Kirstie blushed and hid her face in Avi's shirt. They thanked her after a picture and then walked hand-in-hand, randomly roaming. They didn't really know where they wanted to go next, so they just walked around until something caught their attention. He had his arm around her shoulders, and she had one around his waist. She giggled, resting her head on his chest as they basked in the Florida sun.

The first ride they went on was Space Mountain. They had fast passes and sat in the very front together.

"Are you ready, babe?" Avi asked. She scoffed. "Probably more ready than you, scaredy pants."

"Hey, I'm not the one who was shaking in line!" he chuckled, nudging her with his elbow.

"Um, hello, that was me shaking in excitement. You're the one who didn't want to sit in the front." she teased him, whipping her hair in his face.

"Because, everyone knows sitting in the back is better." he smirked at her. She rolled her eyes and they kept "arguing" until the ride actually started.

Avi screamed his head off, more than Kirstie, and he almost lost his beanie in the process. Kirstie had tears in her eyes by the end of it from laughing so hard. She kept wishing she had her phone to record it because she had never heard his voice so high.

"I was just joking with you..." he tried to cover his embarrassment, but she kept teasing him.

Kirstie only stopped when he pouted at her during lunch and she finally let it go. Until they rode Splash Mountain and it started all over again. They were soaking wet after that one. At least Kirstie was dressed for it, wearing shorts and a tank top. Avi, however, was in dark jeans and a flannel. So they walked into a store and decided to be that cheesy couple. They bought matching Mickey and Minnie shirts, and Kirstie even got red sailor shorts to go with it. But Avi refused to wear a pair of flashy, bright red sweatpants, so he insisted on keeping on his drenched jeans, even if it felt (and looked) like he had wet himself. It took hours of walking in the sun for them to dry, but he was glad he chose that option when he saw a couple that looked just like them. However, the guy was wearing the pants Kirstie almost made him buy, and was frowning miserably.

"So you wanted me to look like that?" Avi pointed at them once they were out of earshot, and Kirstie burst out in giggles.

"Yes, yes, yes! Please, can we go back, that would be perfect!" she begged him. He just shook his head and gazed at her before looking straight ahead.

"You're lucky that I love you."

Kirstie smiled, and they continued to walk, with his head rested on top of hers.

Once the sun set, the parade began. Floats and balloons, music and dancing, lights and confetti. Disney always went all out, and Kirstie was loving it. She probably looked like a five-year-old, spinning around in her new Disney apparel, waving desperately at the "princesses" passing by. Avi just stood by her, grinning proudly at her. He wouldn't trade her for the world.

He slipped away carefully, but Kirstie didn't really notice. She was just wrapped up in all the excitement. When he returned, he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. She looked up at him, confused as to why he was holding a plastic bag. She gasped, tears filling her eyes, when he pulled out a tiara.

It was just plastic, simple and made for toddlers, but Kirstie loved it. Avi placed it on her head, fixing her hair so it looked perfect, kissing her nose when she began to cry. She hugged him tightly, and then pulled away once the fireworks started. Then she leaned it and they kissed to the sound of classic Disney songs and cheers from the people around them.

Once the park closed, they walked to the parking lot, holding hands again. She saw someone had posted a picture of them on Twitter. They were kissing under the stars and it looked professional, like it could be on the Disney website. His hand was on her chin and her tiara twinkled under the lights of the parade. A firework had just burst in sky and she found herself remembering how wonderful that moment felt. She smiled, retweeted it, and added the caption: "I love my prince charming..."

Avi saw it a few minutes later, kissed her cheek, and whispered gently in her ear, "And I love my princess Kirstie..."

A/N: I'm back! Thank you all for your birthday wishes, made me feel all loved. :) This was actually the very first idea I had for this whole "Lovebirds" thing but I kind of forgot about it until now. Any requests I had I'll do later on. I had already started this awhile ago, so I just decided to finish it. I love y'all so much, thank you for your votes and reads. <33

RIP Robin Williams...this is dedicated to him.

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