"Good girl," Oliver cooed as you slowly ate the soup in front of you. "You're doing a lot better…~"
You looked up at him, swirls of pink and blue gazed back. "O-Ollie…"
He grinned and played with your (h/c) hair, "What is it poppet?"
"C-can I go home now?"
"No…" he giggled and put another spoonful of soup into your mouth.
"Is dollface getting better?" Al grunted sitting down at the kitchen table.
Oliver patted her head, "She's eating. Good girl…"
"She ain't a damn dog."
"Don't use such language in front of a lady," Oliver scolded.
"I'll do whatever I want to you (beep)ing (beep)!"
You winced at the language. "G-guys, please stop fighting."
Both males stopped, finally a request that was grantable. "Sure thing poppet!"
Matthieu, Yang, Nicholas, and Francois walked in dragging in a man who was half dead already. "W-what is that?"
Nicholas grinned and lifted the man's bruised and battered face. "You are going to kill him _________, and become one of us."
"You cannot become our princess if you're not one of us?"
Your mind raced as you thought of a reason to refuse them. Each one offered you a weapon. You accepted Al's treasured nailed bat. They all looked to you with smiles that would make a normal person's blood run cold. Slowly you raised the bat to the man, your arms shook as your stared into the man's scared eyes.
"I-I can't," you whispered as tears came into your eyes. You quickly handed the bat back to Al and ran into Oliver's arms sobbing. "I'm sorry."
"Shhhh,, it's ok poppet," he whispered soothingly. He patted your back.
Then something clicked, you knew how to make them not want to kill ever again, "Why?" you asked still crying.
"Why what?" Matthieu asked.
"Why do I have to change?" you asked looking at all the other allies. "You want me to kill…and I..." You burst into tears again.
While you cried into Oliver's sweater vest all the other Allies silently agreed. With a small cry the man died as Al delivered the final blow to his head. "We don't need you to change __________," Yang said still frowning though.
"Yeah," Al said grabbing your collar and kissing you roughly.
"Hey," Mattheiu snarled grabbing your shoulders once Al was done and kissing you with as much passion as he could.
Oliver separated you from the two brothers and said, "How dare you treat a young lady like that. This is how you kiss a lady." He gently held your chin and kissed you gently.
"Aiya, it's my turn," Yang snarled pulling you from Oliver and into a dip kiss.
After that you kissed Nicholas too.
And well…you did what all princesses do… you lived happily ever after.