(A/N: This is super long... I have no idea where I was going with this, but bear with me, please.)
"Why must I go to this party?" You asked your father, as you made your way to Genovia in a car.
"It's the Royal Engagement of Mia and Andrew!" He replied, a bit shocked by your question. You didn't want to go, you knew there would be people there, and your royal friends barely talked to you that much. Not to mention, Prince Nicholas was residing in the palace, so that meant you would see him.
How awful...
As Princess Mia and her fiancé walked down the pavement in the garden, you made your way to the food area, as your father glared at you. The thick aroma of desserts seduced you, and you needed a bite. As you went to grab a scone, another grabbed it and took a bite into it. Turning around, you realized it was Nicholas. He smiled at you, before taking a rather huge bite into the scone.
"Pleasure to see you again..." He stated.
"Not for me." You replied, curtly. Prince Nicholas gave a small chuckle, as his eyes wandered over to Mia.
"A shame someone beautiful like her has to end up with someone she doesn't love." He exclaimed, slowly walking past you.
"What do you mean? Obviously she loves him." You said, catching up to him.
"What do you know about love? Weren't you the Princess that had to have 30 suitors to which they all rejected you? Truly, love is something you could possibly never find." He said, smiling. That was the last straw.
Walking back over to the food stand, you grabbed a fistful of cake, carrying it discreetly behind your back, you walked up to Prince Nicholas, and with a grin, you smashed the cake onto his perfectly, chiseled face.
Wait... what?
You thought about what you just thought, but in the meantime, Nicholas scraped the cake off his face and splashed it onto your very own. Gasping in horror, you raced back over to the food stand and grabbed a scone, tossing it at him, to which he successfully dodged. Your father bid good day to his friends, and raced towards you,
"Princess (Y/N) (L/N) of Crelabeth, what are you doing?!?" He shrieked, and you immediately stopped, staring at your father. You were ashamed that you had been brought to this level, especially wasting good cake and scones.
"We leave...now!" Your father hissed, grabbing you. Nicholas smirked as you walked past him,
"Weakling."
You stopped in your tracks, and brushed off your father's hand, marching up towards the Prince. You were tired of that word, weakling, you weren't weak. You could do many things in your life that made you feel strong. Staring up at the Prince's eyes, you mustered up all your strength and slapped him across the face. He stepped back, and caressed his cheek.
The Queen of Genovia gasped and she stared at you, as the others did as well. Princess Mia and Andrew Jacoby stood still where they were, watching this scene. Lily grabbed a bucket of popcorn, and watched intently.
"Why you little-" Nicholas started before racing back to the food stand and grabbing a huge slice of cake, he threw it at you. Being hit, you stumbled back before racing up and pouncing on top of him, smothering him with cake and random things you could find, such as grass and soil. It was a mess alright, a big mess, that would probably cause the both of you to pay heavy amounts to Genovia, but in that very moment, it didn't matter. Your mission that day was to destroy him, while his was to simply make you feel like a disappointment. Kicking and scraping him, you felt your energy starting to decrease, and all he did was grab your hair and punch you in the arm. Not even on the face...
What a weakling.
The fight last for another 3 minutes, until Joe had to come over and break you two apart.
"Enough!" He cried, as he looked at the both of you. Nicholas's perfect hair was a big mess, and his entire face and clothes were just chocolate, and clumps of grass were stuck onto it. You... well, let's simply say you were a big mess.
Nicholas glared at you, and you returned the expression. The Queen slowly made her way over,
"Um... I believe a change of clothes is in order, Princess (Y/N), may I speak to you personally?" The Queen asked, and you gulped, nodding your head slowly. Your father walked up the Queen,
"I'm terribly sorry for this behavior. She's never like this." He said, and the Queen chuckled and waved him off,
"Sometimes, our anger gets the best of us." She said, taking you over to the castle.
"I've never seen someone's rage that strong, ever." She said, and you hung your head, ashamed. "I believe you made a right decision, though."
Your head jerked up,
"Excuse me?" You turned to the Queen who smiled,
"Here are a new set of clothes for you, change and come back to the garden, we can discuss more there." With that, she walked off, closing the door.
After changing into a new dress, and scraping off every single clump of chocolate cake and grass, you sighed happily. Racing down to the garden, you tripped and was about to fall, but luckily you were caught by somebody.
"I didn't need your help." You huffed, when you realized it was Prince Nicholas. He shrugged, dropping you, and you fell down onto the ground, your butt aching as you got up.
"I don't want to start another fight..." You hissed,
"Good, because I found you as an easy contender." He replied. You resisted every urge to slap him once again, so you walked off towards a small veranda, that seemed well far enough from everyone.
"I despise you." You said, once you entered the veranda. Nicholas stopped on the steps, glancing back at the crowd of royal people, before turning back to you.
"You know what that sound is? Oh right, it's me not caring." He exclaimed, "Either way, I say the same for you... I despise you as well..."
"I thought you said I was interesting..." You shot, and he smiled,
"You're interesting because you're such a- I can't say it, because it would be so.. so unroyal like." He shot back, and you fumed.
"I'm surprised they call you a ladies' man! You don't even know how to properly treat one." You stated, and he raised an eyebrow. "Is that why you're game these days fail so miserably?"
He glared at you,
"I hate you." He said, walking closer to you. Grabbing on to the back of your neck, he pushed you towards him as his lips crashed onto yours. You were struggling to be let go, but soon you melted into the kiss, and you hummed happily in response, earning a slight chuckle from him. As he neared you up against the frame of the veranda, and the kiss became slightly heated, you heard somebody clear their throat. You looked at the corner of your eye to face Joe and the Queen. You pushed Nicholas off you, and walked over to her majesty,
"I'm terribly sorry, he just deceived me." You said,
"Is that why you were in that kiss for around 5 minutes?" Joe asked, and your cheeks flushed red.
"He has a point." Nicholas said, and you grabbed your shoe, throwing it at him,
"You're a royal pain!" You shrieked, before storming past the Queen to get to your father,
"See you next time, your highness of Crelabeth!" Nicholas hollered.
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Chris Pine Imagines
FanfictionImagines with Chris Pine and his characters! Got any requests? Please feel free to ask me! I will not be doing smut, mostly because I don't feel comfortable writing it...
