Fanfiction: LazyTown - True Love's Kiss, Part 1
Title: True Love's Kiss
Author: Serena-chan (hourglass244)
Fandom: LazyTown
Pairing(s): Sportacus/Stephanie (SportaSteph)
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: All it takes is true love's kiss.
A/N: I don't have any excuse for this...
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
"I just love the nightgown you got me for my birthday, Mom," Stephanie said. She was twirling in front of her bedroom mirror, a cloud of pink gauze and silk whirling around her. "It looks just like a princess's dress."
Maria's gaze was loving and a little misty-eyed as she looked upon her daughter. "You know why that is. Tonight's a very special night, and you have to look your best just in case."
"In case what, Mom, Prince Charming has to wake me tomorrow with a kiss?" Stephanie laughed, sitting beside her mother on the bed. "I'm only sixteen. I'll have plenty more birthdays before that happens."
"I hope so, dear. As much as I want you to find your true love, I'm not sure I'm ready to lose my little girl just yet."
"You won't lose me," Stephanie reassured her with a hug. "I'm still your little girl tonight, and I'll still be your little girl tomorrow when I see you and Dad for breakfast. Now, how does this work?"
"It's very simple," Maria said, pulling an ornate gold box from her purse. "I just sprinkle the dust on you, and you'll fall asleep."
"That's it?"
"That's it, but before we begin, humor me. Surely there must be someone special to you? You are a teenager now, and it's perfectly normal to - "
"Mom!" Stephanie cut her mother off, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. "Alright, yes. There is someone I have a crush on, but that's all it is - a crush. He'll never feel that way about me, and besides, he's way too old for me."
Maria rolled her eyes. "Never say never. I certainly never envisioned myself marrying someone like your father. I always thought I'd end up with someone with some common sense, and if age had anything to do with it, I'm sure your father would have rather had a younger wife than an older one."
"That's not true," Stephanie said with a grin. "Grandma told me that you two were always crazy about each other, but you were both too stubborn to admit it."
"Just because your grandmother says something doesn't make it true," her mother said primly. "Are you ready now?"
Stephanie nodded and watched in fascination as her mother turned the key and opened the lid. Glittering inside was a fine golden powder that seemed to shine with a light of its own.
"Apparently the scent of the dust is very important," Maria said as she took a small handful and sprinkled it over her daughter's head. "It smells like something different to each person. What does it smell like to you?"
Stephanie was momentarily distracted by the way the dust seemed to shimmer in the air before evaporating around her. At an impatient noise from her mother, however, she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, already beginning to feel drowsy.
"Strange, it almost smells like the aftershave Sportacus wears," she murmured sleepily, climbing into bed and letting her mother tuck her in. "Goodnight, Mom."
"Goodnight, dear," Maria replied. She stayed at her daughter's bedside as Stephanie slipped into a deep slumber.
**********
"I just can't believe that Stephanie's already sixteen," Milford said, pouring a cup of tea and handing it to Stephanie's father. "Are you sure this test is safe, Harald?"
"Positive," the other man assured him. "It's been done for centuries. I took it myself, remember?"
"Believe me, I do," the mayor sighed. "Our mother had to practically force Maria to wake you up. The whole thing was ridiculous! Everyone in the kingdom knew the two of you would end up together someday, but she was so stubborn - "
"Bull-headed is more like it," Harald interjected, his tone exasperated but with a fond smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Milford pinned the other man with a knowing look. "You didn't make things any easier. Honestly, the pair of you deserved one another because no one else would have put up with you."
Harald shrugged and grinned guiltily at his brother-in-law. "It was our own bizarre form of courtship. I am sorry that you got caught in the middle so much."
"I should hope so. It wasn't easy having my best friend and my sister constantly trying to either kill or kiss one another."
The two men shared a smile and sat in silence for a moment, lost in their own memories. It wasn't long, however, before their thoughts returned to the girl - now almost a woman - upstairs.
"Sixteen just seems so young for this sort of thing," Milford said.
"It's tradition," Harald argued. "Besides, there's no guarantee it will take yet. I wasn't put to sleep properly until I was nineteen. Mark my words, Stephanie will be awake at the usual time tomorrow."
"I wouldn't count on that," Milford muttered into his teacup.
"What?"
He was saved from responding by his sister coming down the stairs.
"She's asleep," Maria announced. Her words hung heavily in the air as each of them privately wondered what the morning would bring.
"Right," Harald said gruffly, setting his teacup aside. "Maria and I should be getting back to our hotel. What time should we be here tomorrow for breakfast?"
"Around 7:30," Milford told them, walking with them to the door. "I do wish that you two could stay here, but there simply isn't enough room. This house only had one spare bedroom, and that's Stephanie's room now."
"That's alright," Maria said, kissing her brother on the cheek. "The hotel is fine. We'll see you in the morning."
In spite of their light mood inside the house, the mood inside the car as they made their way to the hotel was tense and silent. After finding a spot to park, Maria reached for Harald's hand, and the two of them just sat there for a moment.
"I wonder if my parents felt this way the first time they had to put me to sleep," he said at last, breaking the silence.
"Probably," Maria sighed. "You know, it's funny. I always knew this day would come, and I was never nervous about it in the past. But now that it's here..."
"I know what you mean. It seems like just yesterday that she was still a little girl." Harald gave her hand a squeeze. "Still, it might not take. Like I was saying to Milford, I wasn't put to sleep properly until I was nineteen."
"That's because you were too emotionally immature to see what was right in front of you," his wife said, dropping his hand and rolling her eyes. "Stephanie on the other hand has always been very mature for her age. While I hope she wakes up tomorrow, I certainly won't be surprised if she doesn't."
Maria grabbed her purse and got out of the car, stretching. "Come on. We have to at least try to get some sleep tonight. I want to get to Milford's early tomorrow."
She didn't say anything to her husband about Stephanie's remark that the dust had smelled like the town hero's aftershave. She'd keep that to herself until she was sure that her daughter wasn't going to wake up.
Part Two
Author: Serena-chan (hourglass244)
Fandom: LazyTown
Pairing(s): Sportacus/Stephanie (SportaSteph)
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: All it takes is true love's kiss.
A/N: I don't have any excuse for this...
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
"I just love the nightgown you got me for my birthday, Mom," Stephanie said. She was twirling in front of her bedroom mirror, a cloud of pink gauze and silk whirling around her. "It looks just like a princess's dress."
Maria's gaze was loving and a little misty-eyed as she looked upon her daughter. "You know why that is. Tonight's a very special night, and you have to look your best just in case."
"In case what, Mom, Prince Charming has to wake me tomorrow with a kiss?" Stephanie laughed, sitting beside her mother on the bed. "I'm only sixteen. I'll have plenty more birthdays before that happens."
"I hope so, dear. As much as I want you to find your true love, I'm not sure I'm ready to lose my little girl just yet."
"You won't lose me," Stephanie reassured her with a hug. "I'm still your little girl tonight, and I'll still be your little girl tomorrow when I see you and Dad for breakfast. Now, how does this work?"
"It's very simple," Maria said, pulling an ornate gold box from her purse. "I just sprinkle the dust on you, and you'll fall asleep."
"That's it?"
"That's it, but before we begin, humor me. Surely there must be someone special to you? You are a teenager now, and it's perfectly normal to - "
"Mom!" Stephanie cut her mother off, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. "Alright, yes. There is someone I have a crush on, but that's all it is - a crush. He'll never feel that way about me, and besides, he's way too old for me."
Maria rolled her eyes. "Never say never. I certainly never envisioned myself marrying someone like your father. I always thought I'd end up with someone with some common sense, and if age had anything to do with it, I'm sure your father would have rather had a younger wife than an older one."
"That's not true," Stephanie said with a grin. "Grandma told me that you two were always crazy about each other, but you were both too stubborn to admit it."
"Just because your grandmother says something doesn't make it true," her mother said primly. "Are you ready now?"
Stephanie nodded and watched in fascination as her mother turned the key and opened the lid. Glittering inside was a fine golden powder that seemed to shine with a light of its own.
"Apparently the scent of the dust is very important," Maria said as she took a small handful and sprinkled it over her daughter's head. "It smells like something different to each person. What does it smell like to you?"
Stephanie was momentarily distracted by the way the dust seemed to shimmer in the air before evaporating around her. At an impatient noise from her mother, however, she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, already beginning to feel drowsy.
"Strange, it almost smells like the aftershave Sportacus wears," she murmured sleepily, climbing into bed and letting her mother tuck her in. "Goodnight, Mom."
"Goodnight, dear," Maria replied. She stayed at her daughter's bedside as Stephanie slipped into a deep slumber.
**********
"I just can't believe that Stephanie's already sixteen," Milford said, pouring a cup of tea and handing it to Stephanie's father. "Are you sure this test is safe, Harald?"
"Positive," the other man assured him. "It's been done for centuries. I took it myself, remember?"
"Believe me, I do," the mayor sighed. "Our mother had to practically force Maria to wake you up. The whole thing was ridiculous! Everyone in the kingdom knew the two of you would end up together someday, but she was so stubborn - "
"Bull-headed is more like it," Harald interjected, his tone exasperated but with a fond smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Milford pinned the other man with a knowing look. "You didn't make things any easier. Honestly, the pair of you deserved one another because no one else would have put up with you."
Harald shrugged and grinned guiltily at his brother-in-law. "It was our own bizarre form of courtship. I am sorry that you got caught in the middle so much."
"I should hope so. It wasn't easy having my best friend and my sister constantly trying to either kill or kiss one another."
The two men shared a smile and sat in silence for a moment, lost in their own memories. It wasn't long, however, before their thoughts returned to the girl - now almost a woman - upstairs.
"Sixteen just seems so young for this sort of thing," Milford said.
"It's tradition," Harald argued. "Besides, there's no guarantee it will take yet. I wasn't put to sleep properly until I was nineteen. Mark my words, Stephanie will be awake at the usual time tomorrow."
"I wouldn't count on that," Milford muttered into his teacup.
"What?"
He was saved from responding by his sister coming down the stairs.
"She's asleep," Maria announced. Her words hung heavily in the air as each of them privately wondered what the morning would bring.
"Right," Harald said gruffly, setting his teacup aside. "Maria and I should be getting back to our hotel. What time should we be here tomorrow for breakfast?"
"Around 7:30," Milford told them, walking with them to the door. "I do wish that you two could stay here, but there simply isn't enough room. This house only had one spare bedroom, and that's Stephanie's room now."
"That's alright," Maria said, kissing her brother on the cheek. "The hotel is fine. We'll see you in the morning."
In spite of their light mood inside the house, the mood inside the car as they made their way to the hotel was tense and silent. After finding a spot to park, Maria reached for Harald's hand, and the two of them just sat there for a moment.
"I wonder if my parents felt this way the first time they had to put me to sleep," he said at last, breaking the silence.
"Probably," Maria sighed. "You know, it's funny. I always knew this day would come, and I was never nervous about it in the past. But now that it's here..."
"I know what you mean. It seems like just yesterday that she was still a little girl." Harald gave her hand a squeeze. "Still, it might not take. Like I was saying to Milford, I wasn't put to sleep properly until I was nineteen."
"That's because you were too emotionally immature to see what was right in front of you," his wife said, dropping his hand and rolling her eyes. "Stephanie on the other hand has always been very mature for her age. While I hope she wakes up tomorrow, I certainly won't be surprised if she doesn't."
Maria grabbed her purse and got out of the car, stretching. "Come on. We have to at least try to get some sleep tonight. I want to get to Milford's early tomorrow."
She didn't say anything to her husband about Stephanie's remark that the dust had smelled like the town hero's aftershave. She'd keep that to herself until she was sure that her daughter wasn't going to wake up.
Part Two