It takes a villiage... (Disney Princess RP)

[Bombay]

Life is good for the princesses, because of live action remakes of their famous shows, they have all the time to relax, but that doesn’t mean each and every one of them doesn’t have some duties. Probably the most important is being a good remodel for little Vanellope, but that can be hard when she has eighteen parents and counting with very different mindsets on how to raise a child. Another important responsibility the princesses have is making sure all of their birthdays and anniversaries are well celebrated and it just so happens that today is Ariel’s birthday! The other princesses already have her out of the house distracting her with shopping, and getting their nails done before they go to the beach and that leaves Snow White on dessert duty, Tiana on dinner duty, and Moana on entertainment.

Moana calls the girls over and forms a little huddle looking at them “okay girls, I just talked to Elsa and they’ll be home in a half an hour, that means we only have about twenty minutes to get everything ready, okay? The band’s setting up right now and the mail hall looks like an underwater dream! Tiana, how’s dinner coming along?” she asks looking over to her “great! And Snow, what about dessert” she says looking over to the other princess “keep a close eye on that okay?” she says with a beaming smile. As the princesses converse, the child princess walks past them overhearing them “dessert huh? Well, it’s only fair that they get their approval from the princess of candy~” she snickers to herself and calmly walks to the kitchen not to cause any alarm.

Once she’s there, she sees the side table is filled with different cookies, cakes, and desserts “hello children, did you miss mama~” she says to herself bolting over with eyes wide from all the sweets. Just as much as the princesses try to keep her on a firm diet, you can’t stop her from having a sweet tooth! Her eyes lock onto a several tiered buttercream cake “wooooooooow, Snow really outdid herself” she said as her finger quickly swiped a bit of the frosting and she tasted it “it taste better than expected~” she giggles before she hears someone coming. She quickly moves some frosting around to cover up her crime before she leans on the table “Snow, what’s up!? how’ve you been? Have you got a haircut because you look great!” she says awkwardly looking around

“Splendid!” Tiana confirmed, wiping the sweat from her brow as her cooking apron still smelled deliciously of her ever-so-popular stew and soup still brewing in the nearby kitchen. “And… no seafood, this time. I’am not making that mistake again.” She joked while nervously rubbing her arm, sending a quaint laugh amongst her Princessly peers. Including a pale, raven-haired girl standing not far from her, who covered her mouth as she giggled… and then admitted “I… don’t understand.”

No matter! “Oh!” Snow’s hands went up in excitedly little balled fists. “It’s lovely! Tiana and I worked together on french toast, and I’ve prepared buttercream cake and pies of every size and flavor!” She cheered, her little nose turned up in the air excitedly just thinking about it. “And how involved were your animal friends in making those pies?” A British explorer in yellow peeked from above a book she was sharing with a fellow brown-haired party-planner. “You know what we told you about their shedding.” Her partner tsk’d.

Snow tapped her fingers together awkwardly. “Mhmm! No animals, eheh…” She nodded, then looking over her shoulder to the three bluejays that were poking their heads out from the kitchen window. “Shoo! Shoo…” She whispered, gesturing towards them. Luckily for Snow, a new distraction wafted into the meeting. “...is something burning?” Jane turned up her nose, joined by Belle, Tiana and Snow soon after. Tiana’s hands went to her cheeks. “My stew!” She squealed in distress, taking off for the kitchen soon after. “Oh, no! I’m coming, Tiana!” Snow joined her not far behind.

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One unfortunate crisis and a new, restarted batch of stew later (perhaps this time with less animal hair and feathers inside of it, though), Snow sighed gently as she left the kitchen, Tiana effectively keeping things under control now. In her oven-mitted hands was a second, fresh batch of French Toast, the original tragically lost in the fight with the boiled-over stew. She dished out the plate onto the long table of sweets, taking a soft breath after, she hadn’t even noticed the newcomer to the table… and as easily startled as she was, Vanellope’s little outburst caught her off-guard.

“Oh! Oh, dearie, dearie, dearie…” Snow jolted with surprise, hand over her heart as she calmed down. “Hoo, you scared me…” She giggled, shaking her head. She opened her eyes again, staring at Vanellope for a second. A few mechanics going off inside her one-track mind… aaand then, the sudden realization. “Vanellope!” Snow’s face lit up, without warning, she ducked down and scooped the glitchy girl up for a tight hug, pulling her right off the floor. “Oh, Cindy’s been looking all over for you!” She greeted, “And why yes, I have done my hair up all special today, just for Ariel’s birthday!...”

Of course, there was no way of really knowing that without blind luck; her hair looked the exact same.

Helping Vanellope down, Snow sighed and tapped her finger on the table before seemingly realizing something else. “Oh! Were you here to look at the deserts?” She asked, peering over the table. “That’ll have to wait until after Tiana’s stew, of course.” Snow explained. Crossing her arm, she wagged a finger at Vanellope with her face turned indignant. “I hope you know you’re only allowed one slice of pie!...”

[Bombay]

Moana crossed her arms not believing that she didn’t use at least one animal to assist her. she heard a suspicious singing coming from that kitchen and that usually means animals aren’t far behind. Meg walks into the room only just waking up from a nap “you all need to calm down, so what if the girl used some animals to help her? at least she makes sure it’s sanitary, and what’s wrong with finding a hair or two in cake? All you need to do is take it out” she says nonchalantly before she sits down next to Jane “oh Zeus…I swear if it’s Hades again…” she mutters as the girls bolt to the kitchen “let me know if it’s not the stew and get me the heaviest pan you can find!” she calls out before her eyes turn to Jane “out of everyone here, I thought you wouldn’t mind animals making your food based on you marrying the “ape man”.” she says rolling her eyes “so how’s the catch doing?”

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Vanellope merely pulled her shirt up to block her nose as she smelled the foul smell coming from the kitchen “oh man! who busted a nasty one? Gross, open a window or something!” she groaned before she saw the door swing open and the princesses rush through. She jumps looking at the girls move to the oven and pull out the French toast “L-Ladies…”

“Oh! Oh, dearie, dearie, dearie…” Snow jolted with surprise, hand over her heart as she calmed down. “Hoo, you scared me…” She giggled, shaking her head. She opened her eyes again, staring at Vanellope for a second. A few mechanics going off inside her one-track mind… aaand then, the sudden realization. “Vanellope!” Snow’s face lit up, without warning, she ducked down and scooped the glitchy girl up for a tight hug, pulling her right off the floor. “Oh, Cindy’s been looking all over for you!” She greeted, “And why yes, I have done my hair up all special today, just for Ariel’s birthday!...”

Vanellope gives her an awkward smirk and shoots finger guns at her “how terrible of me, don’t worry, I’ll go to my room and think about what I’ve done…or something like that!” she says trying to duck out of the room before she’s scooped up into Snow’s arms. She squirms around in this embrace whining loudly as the other princesses start to giggle at her “come on Snooooow! You’re embarrassing me!” she huffs kicking and squirming before she’s finally placed down. “why does she want me? Does she want to put books on my head again, because I swear I’m gonna grow up with spine problems because of her!”.

“uhhh…yeah! Just looking! You know, me being from a sweets kingdom, I had to inspect the goods and I have to say, from a distance, they look great!” she sighs crossing her arms “fiiiiiiiiine, but this’ll be my main course~”. She put her hands up in defense “J-Just one? Come on Snow! My diet consist of 90% sweets and 10% whatever Tiana makes! I gotta get some more to survive” she instantly falls to the ground and grabs her feet “If I don’t get some more pie” fake cough “I might die!” she plays dead sticking her tongue out and rolling over

Main course?! Not on her watch! Snow crossed her arms, turning up her nose in a show of her… let’s call it ‘demanding’ authority, although her pouting red lips really looked more cute than they did respect-demanding. “I don’t think so, young lady!” She huffed, “You’ll be up all night if you eat too much.” Though even her indignant pose couldn’t hold while Vanellope ‘crumpled’ at her feet. With an affectionate giggle, Snow daintily curtsy’d and kneeled down putting herself closer to her young friend on the floor. “Oh, no you don’t, silly.” She shook her head, “Now if you DO eat too many sweets, you’ll feel all sick! Your teeth will fall out…” She assured. “And you might even start to look like that Wrecking friend of yours.~”

“Teehee!” With a girly giggle, Snow covered her mouth and offered Vanellope a hand, taking her palm to help her up off the floor. “Now, Cindy was looking for you as she’s made you a new dress, and wants to see you in it bef-...” Snow’s sentence trailed off. In her hand holding to Vanellope’s she felt something cold and smooth in-between their fingers. “Now, what’s that?” She paused, letting Vanellope’s hand go and checking her own. The yellowish icing of Buttercream pie stuck out like a sore thumb on Snow’s porcelain skin. “Oh, goodness.” Snow pursed her lips, “Now, where could that have come from?” Always one to give the benefit of the doubt, Snow wiped her hands clean, surely thinking the icing had just been picked up with a brush against the table…

That was, until she looked up. A closer inspection on Vanellope and she now saw clearer than ever. Little, incriminating specks of that same flavor of icing stuck to Von Schweetz’s face… and Snow’s doe-like eyes narrowed suspiciously. “Vanellope…” She stood up, “You weren’t sneaking into the sweets, were you?”

[Bombay]

Vanellope watched as Snow’s candy red lips and crimson cheeks looked down at her while she placed her hands on her hips in an “intimidating manner”, but it just made Vanellope snort holding back laughing out loud in her face. “Aw, come on Snow! What’s the point of being the candy princess if I can’t do anything fun with the title! I ate candy all the time when I was in my game and when I was with Ralph, and I slept like a baby! One little cheat night never hurt anyone, I’m a growing girl!” she looked up at the older girl while on the ground “debatable, maybe for you, but you have a delicate stomach, me it all goes to my muscles!” she giggles and takes the hand pulling herself up. “And Ralph isn’t thaaaaaaaaat big...okay maybe he is, but it’s not because of the sweets lady”

Vanellope groans and rolls her eyes “Again? Why am I always the one Cindy makes dresses for? I’m getting real tired of bumping into things because the skirt are so big...and the corset.. Ugh, don’t even get me started!”. She froze in place as she felt Snow trace her fingers over the sticky hand and checking the buttercream frosting in her hand “ughhhh...Cindy! I’m coming! Where are you girl? You know how I love your stupidly oversized dresses!” she gulps trying to escape before Snow called her.

She froze with one leg in the air as she awkwardly hopped around to face her “y-yes Snow?” she said smiling awkwardly “whaaaaaaaaaaat? Me? No way! I would never ruin your wonderful desserts...the reason why my hands are sticky is because...uhm...bumped into them when you came barging in? Yeaaaaah, that! I was scared to death so much, I jumped back and must have brushed against the cake!”

Moving her arms from her hips to cross over her chest, Snow White tilted her head. Her raven black eyebrow perched up, her soft, brown eyes never truly looked intimidating but it was clear she wasn’t buying it. “Vanellope.” Snow sighed. “Come here.” Pointing in front of her, Snow waited for the young glitch to step up in front of her. Then, lifting one of her delicate hands, she snapped her fingers; the snap echoed throughout the empty studio, and the sound was followed shortly after by the chirping of a songbird. Snow knelt down to meet Vanellope halfway.

Not long after Snow’s snap, soaring from the kitchen came a beautiful blue jay, a cheerful tune on it’s beak as it flapped it’s wings in the open air. The minute it arrived and saw Snow’s face, though… that cheerful tune vanished. The bird landed on Snow’s shoulder, and she pointed to the table. Getting the idea, it hovered to the desert table and grabbed a napkin in it’s little talons before flying it right back over for Snow to accept, then buzzing around and landing on her shoulder again. Furling it’s brow - or lack thereof - the bird joined Snow in giving Vanellope a stern glance.

Softly reaching out, Snow grabbed Vanellope’s cheek and brought the napkin forth, brushing it against the girl’s lips and wiping off the bit of Buttercream icing that remained. “Messy girl.” Snow shook her head quietly, making sure to thoroughly clean off Vanellope’s face before taking the napkin back and showing off the evidence of icing on her face. “Vanellope…” Snow sighed, “Are you lying to me, too?”

[Bombay]

Vanellope, still frozen with her foot in the air, saw the woman’s stern glare, and she knows she’s in hot water now. Even if she’s not the most intimidating, she knows not to mess with her. The last thing she wants is to get trampled by some random animals! With a groan, she teleports over to her crossing her arms “yeah, yeah, I’m coming” she says looking into that soft pout the princess gave her. She flinched at the snap and looked around “oh no! she snapped half of the princesses out of existence! Eck, I don’t feel so good misses Snow” she says falling on the ground playing dead with her tongue sticking out.

She opened one eye hearing the bird fly around the two, and she knew her terrible joke didn’t do anything, except possibly make Snow even more upset with her. She slowly got to her feet and brushed the dust from her hoodie before her gaze met the birds. She glared at it sticking her tongue out before it landed on Snow’s shoulder. “oh, come on! Two on one! I’m just a little girl, this is princess bullying!” she huffed loudly staring between the two. Vanellope snapped her hands and made a “wooshing” sound before she glitched over to the table and grabbed a wrapped lollipop before she glitched back and placed it in her hair staring back at Snow “better, now it’s fair, right? No…drats” she snapped her fingers cursing herself.

“Gah!” she yelped out as Snow pinched her cheek and pulled her closer to the woman before Snow licked the napkin and began to clean her cheek and lips. gagging and spitting she struggles against her grasp “ew! Princess cooties! Lemme go!” she whines stamping her foot before she finally let’s go of her cheek. She rubs it huffing “I’m not lying to you Snow, why would I? You know I’m a terrible liar!” she said smiling awkwardly

Of all the Princesses, Snow was by far the kindest natured and it took quite a bit of misbehavior to get on her bad side. When Vanellope’s usual antics that usually never failed to bring a smile to her face didn’t even rise a chuckle out of her, it was clear something had gone wrong. Snow sat back, crossing her arms, she watched Vanellope’s every movement while she delivered her response, her usually beautiful brown eyes now somber and intimidating… almost, anyway. Vanellope made her case; no foul play at all. Snow sat back. The napkin said otherwise, of course, and she looked up at Vanellope again, practically seeking her over for dishonesty with a single glare…

“Well…” Snow huffed, “okay! If you say so.” Suddenly, the Princess regained the color in her cheeks, her cheerful appearance snapping right back up in a flash. “I trust you, Vanellope! Now, go along and get yourself cleaned up before the ball,” Snow hummed as she helped herself back up, the bird on her shoulder popping up and hopping around with a cheerful whistle on it’s tune. With a gentle push, Snow sent the bird flapping back off to the kitchen where it was needed before she attended to the table of sweets, grabbing up her plate of French toast from before. “No sugar in your hair during Ariel’s birthday, ahuhu!” She giggled. Even her laugh had a harmonic tune to it.

And Vanellope would’ve gotten away with it too… Snow didn’t have a second thought as to her little one’s truthfulness while she made room on the table for her French toast. But from the kitchen came a whistle of a bluejay… and then, not long after, the little avian friend from before swooped right back out. Following it came a whole flock of other birds, some covered in flour while others wore little knitted chef hats and aprons.

The birds all carried stern and uptight expressions as they approached, swooping in and almost swarming around Snow as she took a step back from the table. “Oh, dear!” She gasped, looking around her in a panic as the birds began to land on her raised arms. The poor Princess had to practically spread both arms out just to fit them all, while they all chirped loudly in a grumpy and feisty fashion. “What is it? Hm?” She asked, the birds not simmering down for one minute. “Ahem! One at a time!” On cue, all the birds hushed up. The helper bird from before inched closer to Snow’s ear and chirped inside. “Mhmm…” Snow nodded.

Chirp, chirp, chirp. “Okay…” She continued. Chirp. Chirp-chirp. “I see…” Chirp chirp chirp.

“What?!”

Turning around, Snow turned up her nose with a fearsome expression on her face… or as much of one she could make, at least. The birds all also loomed down on Vanellope’s position with their own judgmental expressions. “Vanellope Von Schweetz!” Snow crossed her arms, the birds following suit (although instead crossing their wings).

[Bombay]

She knows she’s screwed when she saw that stern glare from Snow, and if that pinch was any indication of what’s coming next, she could guess her ass wasn’t going to fare any better. She kept rubbing her red cheek pouting gently trying to act as vulnerable as possible as to play on her heart strings, every so often looking up at Snow seeing if she changed her expression before she looks back down. “I-I said I didn’t do it Snow…” she says frowning and looking up at her with sorrowful eyes. If this works, she can get away with murder.

“W-Well?” she said looking up at her. “Yes! I…uh…mean thank you very much for believing the truth Snow” she said smiling gently. She turned around on one foot only half paying attention to what Snow’s saying. “yep! I’m gonna see Cindy now and see what she made for me. Who knows, I might even wear if for the full time this time instead of taking it off for something more comfortable!” she said shrugging her shoulders “no sugar? Not even salt water candy? I was gonna go for a whole “under the sea” kinda vibe, you feel me?” she said turning around just to give her “finger guns”. She’s on cloud nine and nothing can take her down!

Almost anything that is. In a matter of seconds, that ear bleeding tune from the bluejay made its way into her ear and she quickly grabbed them “damn girl, you ever hear about a muzzle for that thing?” she huffed. Her eyes went wide as she saw the flock of birds flying in and that awkward smile formed on her cheeks again “welp, it looks like they’re looking for you…so I’ll be going!” but her path was blocked by some of the birds guarding the door “was it the muzzle thing?” she said teleporting behind them, but they grabbed her hoodie and began to fly her over to Snow. She struggles against their grasp being lifted about a foot off the ground, but to no avail. “oh, come on!” she yelped

Her eyes went around to meet the bird’s stern glare before they land on Snow’s stern look again. If she was on the ground, she would have done some theatric act, but her goose is cooked. “full name huh?” she said awkwardly “sooooooooooo…you mind telling your friends to let me down? I’m not a huge fan of heights”

Unbelievable. Tragic. The woe of her days. To think, her little darling Vanellope not only sabotaging her deserts… but lying to her. Snow tried to keep a straight face, but she was breaking up. Her eyes narrowed sadly, her lip began to tremble. No, she told herself, stay strong. This was an error, of course, but she was still learning how to be a proper Princess… there was still time to teach her. Turning away from Vanellope, Snow snapped her fingers again, catching attention of the many bluejays working overtime to keep Vanellope suspended in the air. They perked awake. Snow merely pointed down, and though many chirped in protest, they obliged, softly bringing the girl back down to her feet before circling up into a blue trail in the air and returning to the kitchen, leaving Snow only with the birds still on her arms.

“Vanellope…” Snow sniffled, holding up her finger to signal for her to wait while one of her bird friends swept for a tissue to bring to her, dutifully wiping the tears brewed in the frail Princess’s eyes. “I can’t believe you’d lie to me..” She sighed, a batch of her birds taking off in the opposite direction. She sniffled again. “If you had just told me you had tasted my desert, I would have baked another one… maybe let you off with a warning.” More tears kept brimming in Snow’s doe-like eyes, which her bird friend persisted in wiping away. Her other birds flew back from her room, two of them carrying a makeup kit while another held a brush. They used their tiny talons to struggle with opening the kit up before the other got to work with it’s brush.

Then, for a little surprise. “I’ve decided to forgive you.” Snow finally spoke again, while the birds got to work fixing her makeup stained by her crying. Avians that weren’t occupied let out a bird-like gasp (more like a high-pitched chirp) as they began bickering with one another, wings flapping fast with unfairness while many gave Snow her earful. She pulled away from the make-up birds and signalled them away, leaving her with a mere four birds at her command now. She held up her finger, silencing them again.

“But I do need to make sure you don’t ever do this again…” Snow’s expression changed to a nervous one, her red cheeks glowing a little brighter. Stepping up, she grabbed Vanellope’s hand and pulled her along, turning back to head towards the hallway of assigned rooms. The birds perked alive as she walked off. “Come with me, Vanellope…” Snow anxiously asked of her, speaking unusually fast as she pulled the glitch behind her…