Plot:
Snow White has a legendary obsession with the number seven, he's always been drawn to it. This young prince, with perfect white skin and quite the Ego, so he decided to take seven fiances. He has already captured six girls into his harem, but the quest for the 7th one seems harder than he'd believe!

Characters!
Snow White
personality: Conceited and self-absorbed, rarely thinks of anyone other than himself. Is know for being a charmer and a ladies'man. Can be a bit hypnotic at times.


Rapunzel
Personality: Extremely shy and nervous, has no self-confidence at all. Feels quite safe in his tower, but is quite desperate to be loved. His hair is about 50 feet long.

Little Red Riding hood
Personality: Agressive and twisted, he's a bit of a paranoid mess. He trusts no one and cares for very few, and is also quick on the attack. Has a weakness for his grandma and hates wolves.

Annabelle
Personality: Extremely naive and innocent, she has no idea how the world really works. Caramel-sweet, she has tendencies to see the good in everything... or does she...? Is sensitive, to the pint she cant sleep if there's a single pea underneath too many matreses for anyone else to feel.

Mulan
Personality: A warrior princess, indomitable and strong-willed. Proud and sharp-tongued, has no remorse over cutting someone into pieces.

Thumbellina
Personality: Cheerful and wild, she was born and raised by nature. A bit clueless at times, and uncontrollable at others. Has a sweet spot for honey.

Characters!

Sleeping Beauty
Personality: Suspicious of everyone thinking they all want to stick him back into that crumbling castle to sleep for another 200 years. Warms up to people very slowly and keeps a dagger on him at all times in case someone else gets the cute idea to stick him with spinning wheel needle.


Cinderella
Personality: Loves to clean and serve even though he dreams of a fairy tale ending with a beautiful girl or quite possibly a beautiful man. Quite a dreamer. Very nice and outgoing, loves to sing.


Odette (swan princess)
Personality: Has a mean streak when it comes to anything he doesn't care for. Prefers the company of men and loves to lounge in a lake when ever one is available. Has an enormous crush on Snow White and would love to steal him away from the others.


Alice
Personality: Very confidant, would rather be fighting than lounging around looking 'pretty'. Has an obsession with white rabbits with pocket watches. Watch out for her temper, can snap in an instant.

Ariel
Personality: Watch out for this girl. Has a split personality. Can be sweet and charming one minute and then the next would rather stab you in the back than look at you. Violent when provoked in her 'bad' mode but almost too sweet in her 'good' mode. Collects random things like forks and pipes.

Fiona Personality: Very shy and is clueless at times. Wants to make everybody happy and would gladly give you the clothes off her back. Has a fondness for animals.

Snow White climbed up flights of stairs and stairs and even more stairs. Round and round the tower he went, pushing back cobwebs and dust. He wondered how long this princess, this sleeping beauty, had waited for him to awaken her from her slumber. Certainly long enough for a dragon to ravage the kingdom, rumors to spread to his forest and now the chance he had to slay the dragon and pursue her.

Saving her for last was quite the good thing, he wasn't sure he could have saved her without his harem. Sleeping Beauty wouldn't be the only girl awoken to true love, in fact, she would be the last: the seventh piece of his perfect collection. Snow White and the Seven Loves... had a certain ring to it, didn't it?

After the longest walk through the flight of stairs, Snow White reached the room atop the tower. Even here, the spiders and dust had ravaged the place. He walked toward the canopy bed, pushing back the dusty curtains that hid his final piece and finally saw the one he'd been waiting to find.

"My dear sleeping beauty, its time for you to awaken from your slumber," Snow White whispered, pushing back the cover of dust and dirt over the lips of she who awaited him. His hands gently pushed back the dust, his lips blowing softly to clean it all away. Even beneath the dirt, she seemed like quite the beauty: her skin of porcelain framed by her raven hair. Even though he couldn't tell because of the cobwebs and sheets covering them, he also hoped her body would reflect the same beauty.

A gentle hand turned Sleeping Beauty's face towards him, and soon they shared true love's first kiss. Now she would be his. "Sleeping Beauty, I will be your prince, Snow White, the most beautiful man in the land."

It had been almost 200 years since the evil witch had tricked him into stumbling into that cursed spinning wheel and causing him to prick his finger on the needle. The last thing he had seen was the hateful woman laughing at him as he fell to the ground, thrown into a sleep that could not be lifted by anything other than a kiss.

Sleeping Beauty drifted in an endless dream, unaware of the passing of time. Finally it seemed as if he was waking and returning to the realm of the living. Groggily he felt the pressure of something soft on his lips. Having lain in a bed for 200 years it was hard for him to move very well. Slowly he opened his eyes, blinking away the dust and cobwebs that seemed to create a mask over his face. Finally he was able to open them without dust rushing in. His brilliant blue eyes adjusted to the light and he was finally able to focus on his rescuer who was leaning over him.

When he could finally see them, he froze in shock and horror. A man? What the hell was this? With a sudden burst of energy he broke free of the layers of dust and cobwebs, thrusting the man away and with lighting quick reflexes had a sharp blade pressed against the others throat in mere seconds. "Who the hell are you and what do you think you're doing with your lips on mine!" His eyes blazed with fury as he glared down at the beautiful man in front of him.

Snow White was in shock. With nimble movements and a knife in hand, he was now being threatened by who he thought was a princess but was really a... prince? "There has to be some mistake..." he managed to whisper. "You were supposed to be a princess... my princess... I... I fought a dragon for you!"

This was madness, insane. All his illusions broken at the sight of that body that had nothing woman-like about it. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead as the knife graced his skin. Finally out from the shock, Snow White managed to say: "This was a grave misunderstanding. You were a legend in my land, far away from here. I was under the illusion that you would be a princess, so I decided too marry you. Obviously, my decision has been revoked."

Matching blue eyes now stared into each other's. "Sleeping Beauty, with your permission I now take my leave," Snow White declared. "I have no intention to marry you, but no intention to put you back to sleep. You have two choices: join me in my quest for seven princesses, or stay happily in your tower, awaiting your true love. Its your choice..."

Slowly as he stood there, his memories began to come back one by one. Spinning wheel....evil witch laughing...falling.... Snapping back to reality as the man in front of him began to speak, he watched him suspiciously. Was this some kind of trick by that evil old hag who had done this to him? As he continued to look into the others eyes he could find no trace of anything but shock and honesty.

He slowly pulled his blade away from the man's throat after he had decided that the man spoke the truth. He stepped back warily, and watched the him closely. "Princess? Obviously I am no woman. It seems as if I have no choice other than to go with you. I don't find the prospect of staying in this awful tower pleasing in any aspect." He gave out a mirthless laugh as he finished speaking. Since he had determined that the man wasn't a threat he put his dagger away and gave a mocking bow. "After you," he said gesturing at the stairs. Anything was better than staying in this forsaken tower.

Snow White began his descent down the flight of stairs. With each step, every cobweb pushed aside, he muttered and cursed under his breath. Just his luck, so close to the target and all he finds is a man. Grumbling and stepping a bit too loudly, he kept going, wondering how the legend could have gone wrong. Suddenly he realized something: a man in the group could also mean a rival.

Turning around, still in the round stairs of the tower, he turned around and pinned Sleeping Beauty to the wall. He made sure to hold back his hands, careful he couldn't reach for the knife on his belt. "Now, no need to be alarmed, but I do intend to make this clear," he said in a hiss-like voice. "You were to be the last lady to join my harem, my harem of seven. I have six beautiful ladies in my care, and all of them are off-limits. You are allowed to travel with us until you find your way, but be warned that I will chase you off if you try anything."

Sleeping Beauty found himself growing amused by the mutterings of the man in front of him. He thought back to all that had happened to him before he had been tricked into cutting himself on that cursed spinning wheel. He had been in persuit of that malicous woman for days and had finally caught up to her in the tower. He remembered he had her cornered when she had thrown that spinning wheel in his path. He couldn't believe he had been so stupid. Everyone had heard the rumor about the sleeping beauty. He hadn't thought that it would apply to a man but obviously he had been wrong. I wonder just how long I slept for..

Lost in his thoughts as he was, he was shocked when he found himself pinned up against the wall, Snow White only inches from his face. He narrowed his eyes after hearing about the other ladies in his harem. "Don't worry, I won't touch your precious girls, but don't blame me if one of them comes on to me. Not saying I'm going to take advantage or anything," he spat out. "Now let me go." He couldn't help but notice that the man was quite beautiful. He preferred women but was occasionally drawn to the random man every now and again and this man was...breathtaking.

Snow White smiled softly, his hands slowly letting go. Being in this situation of power, he couldn't help himself from softly caressing Sleeping Beauty's face. "Its a pity, you know, that you are a man," he whispered, so close warm air from his breath grazed the other's ear. "You would have made quite the beauty, joining my harem. Things would have been quite... enchanting."

Taking a step back with a wicked smile, Snow White continued his descent down the tower. There, at the end of the stairs, his girls were waiting for him. Soon enough, a coral-haired beauty threw her arms around his neck, clinging onto him cutely.

"Snow, darling, I missed you so!" she said, her sapphire-blue eyes looking at him innocently. Dressed in a flowing, light pink blouse with a long white skirt and a darling yellow bow tying back her hair, Annabelle was nothing short of adorable. Keeping her arms around Snow White, she gazed at the entrance of the tower, awaiting for their final companion. "Did you get her, dear? Can we finally get married?"

"Annabelle, would you let go of ouji?" said a second girl, a lot taller and much more fierce looking than the petite princess around Snow White's neck. This second princess dressed in a hakama, covering her breasts with nothing more than a sarashi, and the blood-stained sword in her hand told tales of how she was not the type who needed a knight in shining armor. A glare from her fierce dark eyes was enough to make the smaller girl let go, shrinking into the small crowd.

"Mulan, you know very much I happen to enjoy that affection," said Snow White, slightly amused at these shows of jealousy. "And that wont make me pay you any less interest. Now, as to answer Annabelle's question, and all of yours no doubt, I did find Sleeping Beauty in the tower. However, you'll have to see with your own eyes this legend, wont you?"

((A/N: I know, Mulan is Chinese, but I know a lot more Japanese, and she does have a more Japanese look... Oh, and so you know, ouji is prince. Hope you liked my reply.))

As Snow White's breath tickled his ear he couldn't help but let out a small shiver. Was he flirting with him? Surely not, he seemed all about the ladies, but he found himself wondering. He followed him to the bottom of the steps and was immediately put on his guard at the crowd that was gathered in front of the tower. His eyes narrowed suspiciously at all the women standing there. His hand instantly went to his dagger as he watched them all warily.

"Oh please Mulan, spare us," a sweet voice that dripped with malice called out. "You know how Annebelle is. Besides I'm eager to see the new ' competition'." This princess had long flowing red hair and was dressed in a flowing dress the color of deep sea. She was gorgeous but seemed to have an aura of malice surrounding her. She stood there looking quite bored as she filed her nails on a piece of granite.

"Will you please shut up Ariel? I can only stand so much of your useless prattle for so long." This comment came from the back of the group from a shorter girl with blonde hair that was tinted with red all over it. She wore a school girl looking outfit, with a short pleated red skirt and a long sleeved white shirt. He had a large sword strapped to her side that looked as if it could easily take off someone's head. Her hand casually rested against it, her fingers twitching every now and then as if she was just itching to take it out and deal some damage. She had a very alert look on her face as she watched the opening to the tower with interest as sleeping beauty stepped out.

"Ok where's the girl?" She looked over towards the prince and after seeing the amused look on his face grew pale for an instant. "You don't mean this is sleeping beauty? What happened to sleeping beauty being a girl? She grinned, obviously amused. "Well it doesn't look like your going to complete your harem with this one. Unless you like men that is." She was actually pleased with this turn of events. This meant that they would continue to search which suited her just fine. She couldn't stand being idle and didn't know what she was going to do when Snow finally found his seventh girl. Then there would probably be no more traveling and she would go stir crazy. She walked up to the man gazing out warily at all of them, stopping a few feet away. "Your quite the good looking one. I'm Alice. Welcome to our band of misfits." She grinned at him, her hair blowing softly in the wind.

"You're quite correct, Alice, our search continues," Snow White admitted, smiling with slight embarrassment. "But because of that pretty face you see, I couldn't just leave him in the tower. He will be joining this band of misfits, at least until he finds his way in this new world for him. Treat him nicely girls." He winked at all of them, but now that Annabelle was distracted, put an arm over Ariel, if only to make sure she didn't have any killing intent on Sleeping Beauty. Even if he was a man, it would be a pity to lose such a pretty face by his side.

Mulan gazed at him sideways, a slight blush barely visible over her tanned skin. He had to agree with Alice, he was quite beautiful, similar in a way to Snow, but with a more gentle feel. She lowered her broadsword, sitting in a nearby rock. Where would they go now, she wondered.What other legend would they chase? It would probably be a votation, like usual.

A tanned beauty of dark brown eyes now bounced after Alice, putting an arm over her rival and friend. Her steps seemed light, almost surreal, like if she was nothing but a flower petal, and her gaze nothing short of mischievous. Coupled with her barely any clothes, you could say the only thing missing for the to be a fairy were the wings. She giggled, pushing back her long green hair. "Nice to meet you Sleeping Beauty! How can we call you? Sleepy? Beauty? Is Bea fine? I'm Thumbellina!"

Annabelle, with no self-restraint and no sense of personal space at all, wrapped her arms around Sleeping Beauty, inadvertently pushing her body closer to his. With sapphire blue eyes she looked at him and smiled ever so sweetly. "I'm Annabelle, my dear. I'm sure its a pleasure."

Ariel was just getting ready to give a nasty retort back to Alice when Snow put his arm around her. Instantly she changed from spiteful vixen to sweet as sugar as she leaned into Snow's body. She said quietly, "He is quite beautiful, that's for sure. But no one compares to you my prince." She smiled sweetly as she wrapped herself around him slowly, getting as close to him as she possibly could.

"Hey what did I miss?," a sweet melodic voice called out from the back of the group. She moved to the front of the crowd trying to see what everyone was staring at. She was dressed smiliar to Alice, except with more of a childish look. Her long red hair was tied up on the top of her head in cute pigtails that bounced when she walked. She immediately looked at Sleeping Beauty when she finally made her way to the front. "Oh my god! Annabelle! How could you do this to Snow White!" She had taken one look at the other girl and assumed the worst. Unable to help herself she started to sob, her hands going up to cover her eyes.

His guard going up even more as one of the girls approached him, he couldn't help but notice that even though every one of them was beautiful, they were all quite different in appearance. He felt relief when the girl stopped a few feet away. He was instantly suspicious of all women now since his ordeal with the witch who had put him to sleep. His eyes flickered back to Snow, who had his arm around a stunning redhead as she spoke of Snow liking men. Obviously it was in jest, but he still wondered as he thought back to the way Snow had stroked his face on the stairs.

He was just starting to relax a bit when the girl who had originally thrown herself around Snow's neck came up to him. His first instinct was to draw his dagger and put it to her throat as she wrapped herself around him, but restrained himself with a great deal of effort, remembering the warning Snow had given him earlier. He did jerk back, however, badly shaken at how close she was. He could feel every curve of her body as she pressed it to him and couldn't help but start to get aroused. Swiftly he pushed her away before his arousal stirred any more than it had already. He hadn't meant to but he pushed her harder than was intended. Before she had wrapped herself around him, he had been about to answer Thumbellina's question of what to call him.

Before Alice could pull her back, Annabelle had wrapped herself around Sleeping Beauty. She shook her head, knowing that Annabelle didn't have any awareness of personal space. She just hoped that the man wouldn't pull his knife out for his sake. She could tell he was very jumpy at the very least. "Belle I don't think that's the be-" Before she could finish it was too late. She tensed as she watched the man jerk back. As he shoved Annabelle away, she quickly caught her before she could fall. "Hey now! That was uncalled for." She glared at Beauty, her expression softening as she saw the shock that was on his face. He looked pale and badly shaken. She just hoped Snow wouldn't hurt him for shoving Annebelle.

Snow knew how hard Ariel was to control, how spiteful and mischievous she was around the others, but he had to admit he had a weak spot for that little mermaid, specially at the moment where her body was perfectly over his. Fighting his body's impulses to take her right then and there, he merely conformed himself with caressing her face and staring into her eyes as his body told her the rest. "Really, Ariel, you flatter me too much" he said, barely focusing on keeping his voice calm. "Specially coming from a woman who could have any man at her feet." Fortunately for Sleeping Beauty, he never noticed the situation right in front of him.

"Fiona, look at me, Annabelle would never abandon ouji," said Mulan, her hands surprisingly gentle as they pulled down her companion's hands from her face. "His being here is a mistake." Mulan's glare would have bore a hole on poor Sleeping Beauty if that was physically possible. "He is the Sleeping Beauty of Legend, a mistake in information from our part. And he wont be joining us for long." Although a bit glad he was putting Annabelle in her place, Mulan definitely didn't like the newcomer.

Annabelle definitely didn't expect Sleeping Beauty's reaction. She was now on the floor, her knees twisted in front of her, her expression more shock than anything. From that light push, bruises appeared on her chest, and on her legs where she impacted the ground. Soon she began sniffling, her eyes filling with tears as they turned into sobs.

"Anna, don't cry!" said Thumbellina, rushing to her side, softly helping her up. The green-haired girl now looked at Sleeping Beauty with a pouting face, her cheeks puffed in disapproval. "Bee-kun! Apologize!"

Between Thumbellina's never-intimidating glare, and Annabelle's water, framed sapphire blue eyes, it was a bit hard not to feel bad at these girls. A wild little princess, a feisty one and a pampered one, these three were unlikely allies.

Beauty felt horrible as he realized he had pushed her too hard. "I-i'm sorry. You just..startled me. Please don't cry." He felt even worse when he noticed the bruises on her skin. Her skin must be very sensitive He felt an urge to go to her even though it went against all his instincts. Overriding his instincts he knelt down next to her and gently wiped her tears from her cheek. "I really didn't mean to shove you so hard, it's just you belong to Snow and shouldn't be rubbing up on another man like you were, even if it was just an innocent hello," he said softly. Under his hard core exterior, he had a few soft spots, especially for crying girls. He ignored the glare from Thumbellina as he focused on Annabelle.

Ariel gave Snow a charming smile as she felt his remarkable resistance. "Ah but what other man could compare to you my handsome prince?," she purred out softly. "All the others pale in comparison to you in my opinion, even that remarkably handsome man you brought down from the tower. She could tell he was using almost all of his self control not to give in to his bodies urges and she wasn't able to help herself from rubbing against him slowly.

Fiona looked at Mulan with open surprise in her red rimmed eyes as she took her hands from her face. Sniffing she tried to speak but couldn't for a moment. "Y-you r-really think so? I-it just L-LOOKED like she w-was smitten with that new man." Her sobs had dwindled down to just a few sniffs as she began to calm down at Mulan's words. Fiona was very sensitive and was brought to tears by the simplest things sometimes, like a bunny hopping away from her as she stretched out her hand to pet it once.

Alice glanced over at Snow to see if he was angry, only to find him, or rather to find Ariel, wrapped around each other. Her eyes narrowed. That Ariel was just asking for it. She couldn't even leave him alone for a couple of minutes as the new man showed up. Although Alice knew if Ariel had it her way, she would have both men twined around her finger. Oh no, not if Alice could help it. She wanted to march over and rip that little viper off of Snow, but knew he would only want to know why she had. She could tell he was enjoying himself and didn't want to spoil his fun but of all the girls he had to have Ariel clinging on to him? Disgusted, she just shook her head.

Between sniffles, Annabelle managed to say, "It was.... it was not a... push... I was... w-w-welcoming you..." Her voice was a bit shaky and her eyes were staring now at the floor, but her cheeks were tinted brightly with red. The man who had pushed her to the ground so harshly actually had quite the gentle touch... "I... I didn't mean to offend you... and... I would never want to hurt Snow... I... I just..."

Thumbellina couldn't hold back a smile at this young man. She knew he had to be good if Snow allowed him with the group. She pet Annabelle softly and decided to leave her in his care now. She walked to Alice's side. "You know, I think he wasn't that bad..." she said, looking back towards them, watching the now timid Annabelle stuttering apologies. She noticed, however, Alice's mood. "Ali? Why are you grumpy?"

Mulan smiled at her reassuringly. "What man stands any chance when ouji competes? None, correct? He was the one who saved us all, and now saved that man by mistake. But ouji is kind, and wouldn't let even a good man fall. He's only with us for a bit. And if it meant any risk to us, he certainly wouldn't have accepted him in the group. Trust ouji." Despite her tough exterior, Mulan was actually quite the motherly figure, the support for the group when things got tough.

Ariel sure knew how to rouse Snow all to well. And in quite the worst of timings too. But he wasn't about to show his weakness, no matter how much she could already feel it by their contact. "I know my dear, like you six are the best princesses in the world and no one can compete with you." He pulled her a bit closer, partly to control her sensual movements, and partly because it just felt good. "But we need the seventh princess still. You know any legends on the matter?"

Fiona smiled back at Mulan, her words reasurring her. "Yes that's true. Our prince wouldn't put us in danger like that and I do trust him." Her eyes became dreamy again as she finally calmed all the way down. "Thank you." She directed this at Mulan even though by now her mind was a millon miles away. She drifted over to a nearby rock and sat down and began to play with the grass. She was always very easily distracted.

"Oh no reason, just that Ariel has managed to get our prince wrapped around her again. That girl is so infuriating sometimes. I could just go over there and rip her off of him, but I don't want to spoil his fun." She continued to watch them for a minute and then brought her attention towards where Belle and Beauty were. "Yes, he seems to have quite the gentle touch. I think she just startled him is all." She looked back toward Snow and finally gave in. "Come on 'Lina, I think we should go save Snow from Ariel's clutches."

She walked quickly over to the pair, her irritation showing plainly on her face. She walked up just as Snow asked about any other legends. "I doubt fish girl knows anything things like that. She's more concerned with herself to give anything any other consideration besides you of course. Nothing comes to my mind but maybe Sleeping Beauty knows of some. I know he's been asleep for a long time, but still."

Ariel gave a small pout as he brought her closer to him, stopping her from moving as much, but a smile instantly appeared again. "Well my prince.." She was abruptly cut off as Alice came up to them and started talking. Rage instantly overtook her at the obvious insult. Untangling herself from Snow she glared at Alice with pure hatred. "Fish girl! How dare you. I'll rip out your eyes for that!"

He put a finger to her lips. "Hush now, it's quite all right. Here let me help you up. Oh and you can call me Beauty for short if you like." He stood up and offered her his hand, pulling her up slowly. He smiled softly at her. "I know you wouldn't hurt Snow for anything."

Suddenly he heard a commotion from where the prince had gone. Looking over he saw the girl who had called herself Alice and another beauty with red hair standing with Snow. The only thing marring the red-head's beauty was the look of rage on her face. "Annabelle stay here, this looks like it's going to get ugly." He quickly ran over towards them. Even though Snow had threatened him in the castle, he felt a sense of loyalty since he had awakened him from his forced sleep. He would be damned if he let anyone harm him, even if it was one of his own girls. He stopped in front of them as he realized the girl's rage was directed at Alice. Unsure if this was normal, he stayed on alert and would intervene if needed.

Annabelle was blushing brightly, surprised at the gentle pull, the soft voice. She was even more surprised at the sudden change in demeanor when he noticed the conflicts between Alice and Ariel. This man was fascinating. As he darted into a battle stance, she stood by a giggling Thumbellina. "Why do they always do this?" she said with a pout.

"Sibling rivalry," said Thumbellina, a giggle in her voice. "Its like we are the kids and Snow the daddy sometimes. They act just like puppies given a single bone." Thumbellina didn't even see the lust behind Ariel's movements, nor the wrath behind her voice. She didn't understand spite, hatred or even jealousy too well. Being raised in the wild, Thumbelina was too innocent at times. Annabelle, not much better in these things, believed her entirely.

Like Beauty, Mulan was also nearby, sword in hand ready to push back Ariel if things got out of hand. However, she wasn't particularly worried. Not only did these sort of battles happen all the time, but Snow had such an ability manipulating them it was uncanny. She did notice Annabelle had stopped crying, and now Beauty valiantly but foolishly was getting ready to fight the "fish" Alice had taunted. Maybe he wouldn't be completely useless.

Standing between the two girls, Snow smiled at the two tauntingly. "Now, didn't I say that no name calling, nor ripping body parts was permitted between the two of you? Between any of you?" Pulling both of them close on either side, he planted a kiss on each of their foreheads. "You are both mine, and both equally precious to me. Now, my dear Beauty, do you know of any legend of a princess in need of rescue?"

Both of the girls glared at each other as Snow pulled both of them to him. It was well known in their little band that they couldn't stand the sight of each other. Snow was the only reason they tolerated each other at all. If it weren't for him they would have torn each other apart by now. They both started to settle down as Snow gave them each a kiss.

Fiona had wandered over to where Belle and 'Lina were standing and giggled with them. She clapped her hands with glee when Snow brought both of the other girls to him. "Oh yay! Look guys, he's being sweet again just like always." She hadn't noticed the tension between the two girls earlier and only thought that they both wanted a hug and kiss from Snow. "Hey we should all go get hugs at once-Ooo a butterfly!" She walked towards a bright blue butterfly, watching it with a dreamy expression as it flew towards the nearby cliff.

With a final glare towards Ariel, Alice melted under Snow's touch, her anger temporailly forgotten. She knew Ariel wouldn't forget what she had called her anytime soon, but she wasn't worried about it. She sighed with contentment as he placed a kiss on her forehead. Turning her head towards Beauty she waited to see what he had to say.

Beauty relaxed as the girls calmed down. He found it amusing that they both simply melted when Snow became involved. He frowned a little as he thought about any legends he knew of. He knew he must have been asleep for a long time but the good thing about legends was that they were usually still around.

"Actually I do. There were rumors of a princess on her way to her grandmothers house with a basket of goodies and when she gets there it's really a wolf dressed up in her grandmothers clothing. I'm pretty sure the legends says that she tries to run away into the woods. They say it keeps repeating over and over again until someone brave enough can step in and kill the wolf before he can kill her. I think the legend was called Little Red Riding Hood because she always wears a red cape. It was a little south of here if I remember correctly."

"Interesting, very interesting," said Snow, thinking over battle strategies. Once again, Thumbellina would be watching over Fiona and Annabelle, and he had quite the few potent warriors by his side. Even Beauty, who still was recovering from such a long sleep, seemed like he could do battle well enough. "So, my beautiful ladies, and Beauty of course, are you willing to risk your lives on my whims once more, so we may have the perfect harem, and all at once marry? Are you willing to lend me your blades in battle, or stand by to tend to our wounds?"

"Oh, oh, I'll take care of you always, Snow!" said the happy little voice of Annabelle, jumping up and down, her breasts bouncing way too provocatively. Apparently this young lady didn't know the meaning of the word brassiere, which meant quite the sight for Snow, who was still barely able to restrain himself.

Thumbellina clenched her fists, throwing one into the air, the other kept at her shoulder's level. "Yes! Lets get married!"

Mulan put her sword before her, making a low bow at Snow. "Your sword is mine to command, ouji. Do with with my life what you will."

Snow looked at each of them in turn, a look of satisfaction in his face. Princesses of all types, fighting for him, by his side. He would do his best so none of them, despite joining him in battle, would have to get hurt. He would be their shield, and now Beauty would be helping him with that.

Ariel's eyes flashed with excitement. "Yes! Anything for you my prince!" She threw her hair back over her shoulder, a wicked gleam in her eye. If she wasn't allowed to damage Alice, a good fight was the next best thing to vent her anger out on.

Fiona had finally lost track of the butterfly and had rejoined the group just in time to hear Snow's question. "Oh yes, I can't wait to get married!"

Alice gave a fierce smile. "It's about time we got some more action. My blades are getting hungry for the taste of blood."

He couldn't help but be impressed with the level of loyalty the girls showed for Snow. And for them all to be willing to marry him, knowing they would have to share him with the others was a great feat as well. "Well it looks as though everyone is on board. Shall we?"

Slinging their bags over their shoulders, most of the weight carried by the two men and Mulan, the group began their journey south. They were carrying sleeping bags to sleep in the wild, an extra set of clothes, food an water. Snow didn't know how far this forest was, but he didn't want to risk getting caught unprepared. He also didn't want to enter the forest after a long-day's journey either, which was why he tried to cover as much distance as posible during the first day.

Beauty had been right, the forest was rather close. By the time night came, it was already in sight, although it still was a reasonable distance. Snow looked around, finding a few patches of trees that made a halfway decent shelter from the elements. He then shied away from the road, heading directly for that miniature forest. "We will rest here for the night, capture this Little Red Ridding Hood tomorrow, when we've had our rest. Lets make camp my darlings."

Beauty followed Snow into the miniature forest and set down the packs he had been carrying. He looked around, pleased Snow had found an area that looked like it would have enough shelter for all of them. He started to help set up camp with the others, sitting down once everything was in place. If the girls fought over Snow while they were awake, he was amused at how they might fight over who got to sleep next to him. He got back up and wandered over towards Snow. "Where should I sleep? I'm sure the girls are going to have an issue with who gets to sleep next to you and I would rather not be caught in the fire." He grinned at him with amusement.

He couldn't help but remember how close they had been in the tower. The memory made him flush slightly. He still hadn't figured out if Snow had been flirting with him or not. He had an amusing thought suddenly. What if Snow decided he wanted him to sleep beside him? The girls would be furious. He found himself smiling with amusement at the thought.

Snow laughed, remembering plenty of discussions about it, how he always had to sleep in the middle and how he came to make sure Ariel wasn't sleeping next to him unless Alice or Mulan were on her other side, keeping her in check. He remembered how he almost always had Annabelle sleeping at his side due to the fragility of her body, unless of course they were on those lucky days they'd managed to rest away on a bed. It was always amusing to find out who would claim each of his sides.

"It's a pity, my dear, and here I was thinking of having you by my side as a shield from the usual war at this time," he said, half musing the possibility of having only a man by his side and avoiding the usual sexual harassment. "You should sleep by the corner of the group then... now who should I allow by your side... Mulan, maybe? No, I need her and Alice both to keep Ariel under control... Not Fiona, she probably fears you, and you in no way can handle Ariel...Thumbellina maybe...?"

Looking around the group of girls so diligently making camp, setting out sleeping bags and making a fire, he noticed Annabelle's bruising from earlier in the day. "Not again... did she sit in a pebble again?" He looked over from Annabelle, to Beauty, raising an eyebrow. "Would you take care of Annabelle for me for the night? She's been getting too much time close to me lately, and I'm afraid the girls might start taking it out on her just because she has sensitive skin."

Beauty was startled when Snow mentioned something about sleeping next to him. He had just been thinking of that. He looked over towards Annabelle, guilt rushing through him for a moment. Obviously Snow hadn't seen what had happened earlier and he decided to keep that to himself. No point in getting in trouble if he could help it. He had the feeling Snow wouldn't be too happy about it so just kept his mouth shut.

He nodded at him. "Sure I can do that. As long as she's not carrying a spinning wheel, I'm good to go." He walked over towards where Belle was getting her things together. "It looks like I get to keep watch over you tonight. I hope you don't mind."

Alice had finished setting up her things and was helping the other girls, making sure to keep an eye on Ariel to make sure she didn't try to start any trouble. She sighed to herself, knowing the fight about who got to sleep next to Snow tonight would be coming soon. She happened to look over as Beauty made his way to Belle. She started to grow suspicious until she realized he had just walked away from Snow. She relaxed. He must have talked to Snow about where to sleep. Thinking she would go ahead and find out just who was sleeping where, she walked over to Snow after finishing helping Thumbellina with her things. She hoped he wasn't going to let Ariel sleep next to him again. She had been getting too much time doing just that recently.

Upon Beauty's request, Belle's face showed nothing but disappointment. With huge, sparkling sapphire eyes and the cutest of pouts, she whimpered, "Doesn't Snow want to sleep next to me anymore...?" She'd gotten too used to the company, too used of having her weak body as an excuse to sleep oh, so close to Snow.

Snow chuckled, amused as Belle tried her best pleading face at Beauty. Would he able to say no at that, he wondered? Glancing around, he saw Alice was walking straight towards him, no doubt to question who would be at his side. "Alice, my dear, you'll be glad to know I have both arms available tonight," he said, casually nodding towards the waterworks show about to happen between Beauty and Belle. "And I'm sure you're keeping tabs on who gets to sleep close to me. Mind refreshing my mind, dear?"

((ACK! Sorry, short >.<)