This was one of the ideas that I suggested in the comment that started it all! XD

Sorry it took so long!!!

This is a super long oneshot to make up for all that time that I didn't post.

Enjoy!

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Jack and Goldilocks laid in bed, gazing at the rainy night sky outside of their bedroom window. Their five year-old son, Hero, was asleep in his room. All was peaceful and quiet.

That is, until someone started pounding on their front door.

The parents sprang up. Goldie was a little slower than Jack—thanks to her pregnant belly.

Thinking along the same lines, the two parents fetched the weapons they stored under their pillows and made their way to the door.

"Mr. and Mrs. Beanstalk?!" Came the panicked voice on the other side of the door.

Goldilocks resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Just because her husband had discovered and climbed the legendary beanstalk doesn't mean that it is their last name.

The voice came once more, sounding even more hysterical.

At last, Jack opened the door to find a nervous servant on their doormat in the pouring rain. Jack surveyed her servant's outfit.

"Did Red send you?" He asked.

The maid nodded violently, looking shaken.

"I swear if she woke us up so that we can go baby clothes shopping with her again, I'm going to loose it!!" The pregnant blonde woman groaned.

She paused and assessed the maid's thin face.

"What's really the matter?" Goldie asked.

The servant girl took a deep breath.

"The Queen's water broke; she's going into labor."

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Less than an hour later, the small family and the servant were being let into the castle and rushed as fast as they could to the royal bedroom.

The small party opened the doors and quickly entered.

What they saw before them surprised them, to be honest.

Queen Red Riding Hood laid on her bed, in a scarlet maternity nightgown...relaxed in the covers and sipping on a transparent red glass of pineapple juice, complete with a mini umbrella.Her husband, King Charlie—also known by his friends as 'Froggy,' in his current state—sat at the foot of the large king-sized bed, looking worriedly at his wife.

"How're you doing, Red?" Jack asked, cautiously.

"Hello Jack!" She smiled, sweetly. Although, Goldie noticed it looked the slightest bit forced. "I'm just dandy, thank you for asking. This is wonderful, isn't it?"

Goldie looked at the woman, suspiciously.

"Red," she said, slowly. "Are you sure that your water broke? That you're going into labor?"

"Quite sure," the other blonde insisted, stirring her glass with the tiny umbrella. "It was a nasty experience, I'll tell you. But it all happened like how you said it would. I'm feeling a few rhythmic pulses—which I can only assume are these 'contractions' you had spoken of."

Goldie paused and turned to her husband—who was holding a sleeping Hero in his arms—and Froggy and the young servant.

"Could you guys give us a minute?" She asked.

Taken aback, but still compliant, the small group left the room—Froggy a little less willing than the others.

As soon as the grand doors shut behind them, Goldilocks turned to the queen and told her to tell her what's wrong.

"Nothing's wrong, silly." Goldie still saw the nervous glint in her blue eyes. She stared into Red's wide eyes, waiting for a real response. As she expected, the young queen broke down, crying.

"Oh Goldie, I'm so scared! I've never had a child before! What if I'm a terrible mother?! I mean—look at me! I'm naive and frivolous and care a great deal about clothes! How can I take care of a child?!"

Goldilocks internally cringed as her friend spouted what was troubling her. She was never any good with talking about feelings. But Red Riding Hood needed help now, whether the other blonde woman wanted to help or not.

She placed her hand on the sobbing queen's shoulder and spoke softly.

"Red, I know what you're going through," she said. "I experienced the same thing when I was gonna have Hero."

"Really?"

"Yes." Goldilocks rolled her eyes. "All mothers feel the same way."

After a short amount of silence, Goldilocks spoke up—changing the subject.

"So, have you and Froggy decided on a baby name?"

"We have several in mind," Red Riding Hood smiled. "Charlie wants to name it James Conner Charming for a boy, and Alice Charlotte Charming for a girl, since Alice was his mother's name."

"What about you? What choices do you have in mind?" Goldilocks encouraged her to keep speaking.

Red smiled genuinely.

"I'm so glad you asked," she beamed. "If it's a boy, I want to name him Charleston Ferdinand-Hamilton-Reginald Charming. And for a girl, I was thinking Shakesa Pear-Chartreuse-Mariposa Charming. Lovely names, aren't they?"

Goldilocks tried very hard not to laugh. Yep, Red was definitelythe one who chose the names.

But she didn't want to insult her friend when she was about to give birth, so she smiled as best as she could without looking sarcastic.

"Yep, they're pretty good."

"What about you and Jack? What names have you chosen?"

"Us?" Goldilocks asked, taken aback. "Well, we've discussed some names but I think we'll decide after we see the baby."

There was a pause and Red rubbed her teary eyes.

"Goldie? I have something to confess..."

"What is it?" The blonde hesitated.

"After my water broke, I had these rhythmic pulses that only kinda hurt....but now..." she gritted her teeth and her eyes watered. "It really really hurts!!" Goldie's eyes widened.

"It's gonna be okay, Red. I'll go get help."

She hurried as fast as her pregnant self could go to the door and opened it, calling for Froggy.

The King came leaping down the hallway, looking worried.

"Is something wrong?" He pleaded.

"I don't think so. But her contractions are getting stronger, I think you'd better call for the doctor."

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"Well? How is she, doc?"

Dr. Knowall removed the stethoscope from his neck.

"As far as I can tell, she's progressing nicely. We had better prep for the birth. I'll need a vat of hot water and warm towels in about 3 hours. For the time being, I'd recommend some cinderoot to dull the pain. And I'll stay here until after the birth."

He gave the recommended medicine to the Queen. Within minutes, she was asleep.

"She'll wake up in about an hour. She obviously hasn't been getting sleep, and she needs all the energy and rest she can get before the birth."

"Thank you for your help," Jack said, sincerely.

But Dr. Knowall had a weird look to him. He eyed Goldilocks, curiously.

"I'm sorry, my dear, but are you quite alright?"

Jack turned to see his wife, looking pale, shocked, and clutching her stomach.

She turned to the doctor and Jack, eyes wide.

"The baby's coming."

There was a pause as her words sank in.Then...

"Wait what?!"

Goldie turned at her husband's outburst.

"The baby is coming," she repeated, firmly.

Jack let out a shocked and delighted laugh, gently wrapping his hands around his wife's belly. He leaned down and kissed it.

"Why you kissing on de mommy's belly?" a child's sleepy voice came from behind them.

The happy couple turned to see their five year-old son, Hero, holding Froggy's hand and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

Jack smiled at their small son.

"Because the baby's in mommy's tummy wants to say 'hi'."

Froggy's jaw dropped. He quickly closed it and ribbited in shock and delight.

"What you mean?" Hero's baby voice sounded a little more awake now.

"I mean that the baby's coming out now."

Hero's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates.

"I'm 'onna be a big brother?" He squealed.

"You sure are, Mister Man."

With a toothy grin, the young boy rushed forward and hugged his mother.

Unfortunately at that exact moment, Goldie had a particularly painful contraction and cried out in pain.

"Oh—! Oh Jack!!" She winced. "The baby is coming!"

"I-I know that, hon. You said that, already," her husband said with a confused but still happy smile.

"No, babe, I mean it. The baby. Is coming. Now."

Jack's eyes widened. At last, it seemed, Froggy found his voice.

"We—uh—we need to help you lay down. Uh, right, doctor?"

Dr. Knowall turned from where he sat at the sleeping queen's bedside.

"Quite right. Is there a guest room anywhere near?"

"There's one across the hallway."

At that, the small group walked Goldilocks to the guest room and prepped it for her.

Jack helped his wife into the bed and stuffed a few pillows behind her lower back while the servant took Hero out of the room to distract him.

The small group stayed put, helping the woman. Goldie took several deep breaths when things got particularly painful, but handled it well.

They were like that for a few hours when...

"Aaaahh! Charlieeeeee!!!!"

The King bounded out of the room to his wife's aid; the doctor was hot on his heels, behind him.

Minutes later, the doctor came back into the room.

"The Queen is nearing what we call the 'birthing stage' right now. It was a particularly large contraction that woke her up from her drugged state. She could be about an hour away from having the baby—if not less. I want to ask you, would you be alright if I tended to the Queen at the moment?" He directed his question at Goldie. "Seeing as you are at least some time away from that, yourself?"

Goldilocks gave a nod, unable to speak for fear of crying out in pain.

Dr. Knowall returned the nod, respectfully, and exited the room to tend to Red.

Mere minutes after his departure, however, Jack sensed something wrong with his wife. She was being extremely quiet and taking a lot of care to stay still.

"Goldie, my love, what's wrong?"

The blonde shook her head, breathing heavily.

"Nothing." She quickly said.

Jack eyed the beads of sweat on her brow and the strained jaw muscles from clenching her teeth too hard.

"It's not nothing. You're downplaying your pain. You only do that when you think something is seriously wrong." He urged her response.

Giving up at last, she obliged, saying that something just didn't feel right.

"That's it, I'm calling for Dr. Knowall," Jack said, getting up as he did so.

"No!" Goldilocks cried out. "No, don't do that."

"But why?!" Jack desperately pleaded with his wife.

"He's with Red," she said through her heavy breathing. "She need his help, more. It's her first child." She clenched her teeth, willing herself not to scream.

Jack felt torn at the situation. He knew his wife needed the doctor, but he also knew that this was Red's first child and she needed Dr. Knowall, as well.

In a split second decision, Jack raced out of the room, slid across the hall, and hammered on the opposite door. He tried to ignore his wife's angry protests from the other room. He'd rather risk getting yelled at or roundhouse kicked by a furious Goldilocks than put both her's and their baby's lives in jeopardy.

"Doctor!" His deep voice boomed in his desperation. "Doctor Knowall!!"

The elderly man came forward, hurriedly, and asked what the trouble was.

"There's something wrong with Goldie and the baby!!" He exclaimed under the stress of the situation. Normally, he'd speak as calmly as he could, but this was different. This was his wife's and his baby's lives that they were talking about—it was urgent.

Sensing how terrified the father was, the doctor left Red to the caring of her husband for a moment, to go check on the struggling mother at the other side of the hallway.

Goldie's natural blonde curls had been typed back with a strap of leather. They could clearly see the beads of sweat on her brow and how her jaw muscles were clenched, tightly.

"I—" she panted out and looked accusingly at her husband. "I told you. Red Riding Hood needs him more than I do."

"Pardon my intrusion, madam," the kind Dr, Knowall spoke up. "But your life and that of your new child are just as important as the Queen's and her baby."

The doctor checked the blonde woman and then drew back to face Jack. He drew him aside as Goldilocks gave a particularly painful-sounding groan.

"It was good that you got me when you did. Her contractions are getting faster—the birthing process has sped up, for some reason, and her body isn't accustomed to it."

"What are you saying?" The stocky man asked in worry.

"She'll be giving birth within the hour. But her body isn't ready to do so. I can give her some cinderoot to dull the pain, but—regardless—I'll need to stay by her and help."

Jack froze as the words sank in.

"But that would leave the Queen unattended." He said, voice laced with worry.

The doctor met his eyes, looking like he was trying to calm both himself and Jack.

"Perhaps she wouldn't be unattended. Correct me if I'm mistaken, but you've handled animal birthings, before, right?"

"Only foals."

The doctor breathed out in exasperation and tension.

"At this time, is there really such a difference between a human and a horse?" Dr. Knowall asked and looked worriedly at Goldilocks.

Jack finally understood what the elderly man said. His face paled.

"You want me to help Red give birth?!"

"No no," The doctor quickly remedied the situation. "I want you to watch over her when I can't. We have to help to women give birth within minutes of each other. I'll need to help your wife for the majority and I need you to stay with the Queen and make sure everything is safe for the baby."

Jack visibly hesitated and looked at his wife in desperation. He obviously didn't want to leave her side.

Dr. Knowall looked the man straight in his eyes.

"I will do all in my power to keep your family safe. But right now, the royals are about to have their own family, and I need your help."

"Jack."

At the sound of his wife's voice, Jack turned to face her.

"Help Red," she said urgently. "I'll be fine."

At his still-torn expression, she spoke again, looking annoyed.

"I think that you've forgotten that I already have given birth to a baby. And what's more, I gave birth to him in a graveyard, in the middle of a war. I know how to do this."

In a single stride, Jack crossed the room and kissed his wife. He pulled away and looked her straight in the eyes.

"You are the most wonderful woman I have ever known." He said, earnestly.

"Yes," Goldie said, even through her gritted teeth. "That's why you married me, wasn't it?"

"No, I married you because I love you."

With that, her husband ran out of the room—on a mission to keep the King and Queen and their coming baby safe.

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The next three-quarters of an hour's time was split between the tending of the two mothers. For the majority of the time, Dr. Knowall watched over and prepped Goldilocks for her untimely birthing while her husband tended to Queen Red Riding Hood.

Jack was a bundle of nerves, but his hands were firm and didn't shake under the pressure that he was in. 

He checked and tended to the Queen like he would to any pregnant horse would need to be tended to—but he'd never tell Red that. He had a feeling that she'd despise being compared to a horse.

The contractions had finally slowed down and she was resting on her bed. Jack knew they had a mere couple of minutes before she would need to start pushing. But for now, he'd let her relax and catch her breath.

He turned to see Froggy hopping up and don slightly in one corner of the room.

"Hey," he said, kindly. "Everything's gonna be okay."

The King turned to face him and nodded, nervously.

"I—I know that," he croaked. "I just...I..."

Jack looked concernadly at is friend as he ribbited in stress. The man waited for the King to go on.

"What if...what if my baby doesn't like me?"

"What?"

"I know I am not a 'normal' sight. What if I scare my own child?"

Jack placed a comforting hand on Froggy's shoulder.

"Since when do we know or care what 'normal' looks like? We're friends with two half-fairy children. We've fought an army purely from other-worldly books. We know sunburnt trolls, talking pigs, and witches who look like decrepit old trees. I even had a friend who was a singing solid gold instrument!"

The frog-man smiled.

"Thank you, Jack. It really means a lo—"

"—Jack!!!!"

The two men leapt up at the scream. Jack ran out of the room, toward's his wife's outburst.

As soon as he opened the door to exit the Queen's bedroom, teh good doctor opened the other across the hall. The two men swapped places, skidding across the hall in an almost rehearsed fashion.

He opened the guest bedroom door to see his wife nearly shredding a pillow in pain. Her jaw was clenchied and she looked at him in relief.

"It's coming, Jack. The baby is coming, now." She held her husband's hand, seeking comfort from the pain.

"O-okay, umm, babe you need to start pushing, then!"

"Don't tell me what to do!"

"But hon—!"

"—Have you given birth to a child in the middle of a fight? I don't think so! I know when to push, and this isn't it!"

"Goldie, honey, the doctor said that this won't be like your first pregnancy! If you don't get this baby out, soon, they they mig—!"

"—Argh!!!" Goldilocks threw her head back and let out a painful yelp. "Oh! Jack! Jack get the doctor!!"

Her husband tried to suppress his groan of annoyance and ran to the door.

"I knew this would happen," he mumbled under his breath and opened the door. "Dr. Knowall!"

The door opposite the hallway opened and the good doctor came out as he and Jack slid across the space and switched rooms.

Inside, he found Froggy pressing a cold wet rag to a more-conscious Red Riding Hood's forehead.

"How're you feeling, Red?" he asked, cautiously.

"I'm honestly feeling quite fine, after that horrible ordeal of pain is over. I only feel the urge to tinkle. You wouldn't mind if I got up to use the bathroom, would you? I don't see why giving birth ever had to be that hard—in my opinion, it would have been much nicer for it to be similar to taking off a shoe."

It took a couple moments for the Queen's words to register on Jack's ears.

"Wait, what did you just say?" He asked, urgently.

"It would be better if birth were like taking off a shoe. Maybe a high heeled one? Or formal flats? I'd definitely prefer little booties than this."

"No—not that!" The man said, growing apprehensive. "You said you feel the need to 'tinkle'?!"

Red Riding Hood rolled her eyes and sighed in exasperation.

"Honestly, you men are all the same. You seem surprised when you hear the women have bodily functions that must be taken care of, and that they aren't actually magic beings that simply absorb their waste from the inside."

"No, you don't understand, Red! If you feel that urge, it most likely means that you're about to give birth!!"

"....what?!!!"

"Red, you need to start pushing the baby out!"

"But it's going to hurt!!"

"My love," Froggy begged. "Please just do it! I'll get the doctor!!"

The frog-man leapt across the room in a single bound, wrenched open the door. He disappeared as the heavy oak door closed behind him.

Red started breathing heavily and tried her best to push. 

"Come on, Red," Jack said as comfortingly as he could. "You can do this."

"Jack," she said through gritted teeth "I care about you a great deal, but please keep your inspiring quotes to yourself—they'll only make me more anxious than I already am!!"

"Right, sorry."

Doctor Knowall came in, at once. His bright blue eyes quickly assessed the situation. He turned to Jack.

"The King is with your wife, at the moment, so she's taken care of. You may want to find and supervise your son and prepare him for his sibling. He's probably in the nursery."

"Has Goldie had the baby?"

"No, but it can't be long now. Her contractions are slowed down enough that she can breath fully, now. She'll need to start pushing in a few minutes."

"Al—alright. Thank you."

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Minutes later, Jack was down the hall and had entered the nursery room to see Hero, asleep in a quilt and surrounded by stuffed animals.

He knelt down to his level and brushed his son's blond curls off his soft forehead. The little boy stirred and rubbed his tired brown eyes.

"Papa?" He asked in a sleepy voice. "Where's de momma?"

"Momma is gonna have the baby soon, Mister Man." He chuckled.

"Can I see dem?"

"Not yet," Jack said. "I just wanted to let you know. Are you excited?"

"Yeah!!" The little boy made a tired fist pump in the air.

"Excuse me." There was a light knock on the door and a house maid came in the room. "I was sent to tell you that Dr. Knowall needs you in the guest room."

Jack hurried out the room, entrusting his son to the designated nursery maid.

He skidded down the hallway to the door, heart pounding in his chest with both excitement and fear. At last, he opened the door. Inside was a sight that filled his heart with so much happiness, he thought he would burst at the seams.

The sun had just come up and it's rays entered through the large window. It's light filled the room and cast on the bed. His wife sat, leaned back against a mountain of pillows—one of which, he noticed had been torn in half—and looking weary, with a small bundle that was making cooing noises in her arms.

Jack approached Goldilocks, slowly. She looked up at him, eyes shining with happiness and beckoned him closer. He obliged and practically ran to the bedside to see his baby.

Plump, rosy cheeks, blue-gray eyes, and a tuft of fluffy light-brown hair met his gaze. The baby cooed at him.

"Jack," Goldie said in an emotional voice. "This is your daughter, Wendy."

The man stared at the baby in awe—almost like he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"W-Wendy?" He asked when he finally found his voice. "I don't remember discussing that name."

"It just came to me," Goldie murmured as she stroked the cherub-faced child in her arms. "I don't know why, but I can just imagine her—when she grows up—fighting pirates and having adventures of her own. It seems fitting, somehow."

Jack tenderly kissed his newborn daughter's head.

"Wendy." He whispered. "I love you, Wendy."

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Some time later, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in!" Jack called in response.

The door opened to reveal Alex Bailey, in her nightclothes, holding Hero's hand. She lead the little boy over to his parents and new sibling.

"I'm sorry I didn't come sooner," the nineteen year-old said as she tucked a stray hair behind her headband. "I just heard the news from Dr. Knowall as he was traveling home. So I flew as quick as I could."

She leaned down to see the little baby in Goldilock's arms.

"What's their name?"

"Her name is Wendy." Jack said with a smile, looking down at his new daughter.

"She looks like Jack." Alex mused with a grin.

"It's the hair." Goldie chuckled.

"Have you guys seen Red's baby, yet?" Alex asked.

"No, we haven't had the chance. I can't even get out of bed." Goldilocks explained.

"Well that's no reason not to see your bestfriends' baby." Alex said, standing up an reaching into her oversized shirt's pocket.

"Red isn't my be—!"

"Goldie, babe, don't deny it."

Alex finally withdrew her wand and pointed it at the bed that the mother sat on—transforming it—and made it resemble the width of a twin-sized bed and attached wheels at teh bottom of the bedposts.

"In the Otherworld," Alex began. "These are what hospital beds look like, and they can be moved around."

With a flourish of her wand, the 'hospital bed' was propelled at a leisurely pace through the doors and the small group followed behind it. They entered the King and Queen's bedroom. The royal couple seemed to be in the middle of a conversation.

"—ever so glad she doesn't have gills or flippers," Red said.

Froggy did a double-take and croaked in retaliation at her words."My dea—"

"Red, Froggy!" Alex exclaimed, jovially to defuse any tension. "How's the baby? Can we see them?"

"Oh course!" Red smiled. "Just don't breathe too harshly on the little girl. I don't want our precious princess to catch a nasty sickness from you all."

"What's her name?" Alex made an attempt to get closer to the baby.

Goldie's barely concealed snort of laughter was her only warning.

"Oh I don't know, I like the name Shakesa Pear-Chartreuse-Mariposa Charming. Especially the Mariposa, part. It rolls nicely off the tongue, don't you think?"

"I—umm—"

"—Darling," Froggy intervened. "I agree, Mariposa is a lovely choice. But I think that perhaps the rest of the name might be a little too much. Maybe we can combine our name choices? How about Alice Mariposa Charming? Does that sound nice?"

After much convincing, Red finally conceded. She lightly brushed her baby's blonde curls with the pad of her finger. She smiled, looking the happiest she'd been in a while.

"You were right, Goldie, dear. This isn't so bad after all."

"Oh just you wait until she's a toddler. Then you won't look down at my methods of begging Hero to go to bed."

"Oh Goldilocks why don't you ever stop trying to sca—!"

"—Alright, alright!" Alex exclaimed, but not loud enough to frighten the newborns. "That's enough bickering. I didn't come all the way here just to transform Red's guest bed, you know."

"You transformed my guest bed?! That was mahogany!!"

"I'll change it back!" Alex bargained. "The point is, I'm here for a slightly different reason."

"And what is that?" The King asked his friend.

"Well, it seems almost customary that a fairy bless the royal baby, does it not? And why not include my other close friends' new child while I'm at it?"

"Oh would you?" Red smiled and held her husband's hand. "It would mean everything to us. Oh, to think our child will be blessed by the current Fairy Godmother!!"

"Are you sure you want to include us, Alex?" Goldilocks asked. "We don't want to be a burden."

"For the love of caffeine, Goldie, you and your family could never be a burden!" Alex huffed as she withdrew her wand from her pocket. She cleared her throat and waved her wand around in a practiced motion.

"Princess Alice, I give you the gift of Curiosity and Sensibility. That you may be surrounded in wonder to have an adventure but to still care for yourself and to be blessed with logic in certain circumstances."

She turned to the other sleeping baby with her eyes still closed.

"Young Wendy, I give you the gift of Valiance and Optimism. Let it guide you through your own adventures with vigor and to help you persevere your obstacles with a positive outlook." She paused. "And just the right amount of sass." She added as an afterthought.

Finally, with a swoop of her wand, she drew a colorful line through the air between the two sleeping and cooing infants.

"It was no coincidence that you two were born on the same day. You were born to take on the world together as the bestest of friends. To make some mischief to keep things interesting. And to bail each other out when the mischief will get to be too much. And so my final blessing is that you two will stay by each other's sides, through the thick and the thin. And to never give up on the other."

Alex Bailey finally opened her eyes and swirled her wand, making the glowing line sparkle and spiral through the air. It disappeared with a poof of glitter and vanished, at last.

There was scattered applause. And then...

"Is that it?"

The group turned to Red Riding Hood.

"Well I'm sorry, but I was expecting a rather big show. Not a few tiny character attributes. Where was the gift of wings? Or to read minds? Or the ability to always find good shoe sales??"

The group dispersed into quiet laughter and turned to their own conversations.Goldilocks pulled Alex aside and took in her appearance before speaking. She carefully scanned over Alex's ever-present headband and the low ponytail of long strawberry blonde hair behind it. Her oversized white V-necked shirt looked very out of style. And she was wearing a gift that Conner had given his twin on his last visit—sweatpants.

Goldilocks smirked and looked the other woman in the eye.

"So when were you going to tell us?"

"Tell you what?" Alex asked as she fiddled with the end of her shirt.

"That things were getting more serious between you and the young Sir Arthur."

Alex blushed heavily.

"I don't—uh—I don't know what you mean."

"Don't play coy with me. That 'shirt' is a tunic—a knight's tunic. And it is several sizes too big for you."

Alex's ears were a bright red.

"It's not like that!!" She exclaimed quickly to defend herself. "I just...I just stole one of his tunics 'cause I liked the smell."

Goldilocks refrained from rolling her eyes.

"Whatever you say, Al. But I know when a girl is in love."

"Who's in love?!!" Came Red's excited voice from across the room.

"No one, Red!" Alex hurried to say.

Goldie chuckled at the scene and rubbed her baby's brown fuzzies on her head. Her husband came and sat down next to her. He leant down and kissed the top of Wendy's head.

"I can't believe she's my little girl." He said with a content smile.

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For those of you who don't know who Dr. Knowall, he's one of the characters in a tale that the Grimm Brothers told.

FYI, this oneshot was supposed to only be about 500 words long. It is currently 5,186 words long. I hate my brain.

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Also, is it just me or does anyone else imagine Red with a British accent? Just me? Okay then.

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P.S. It is 2:11am when I just finished this. Ughhhhhh I'm so tired.

You guys I've been working on this bit-by-bit for about 2 weeks.

And I still need to update my other two books.

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K I'm going to bed. Goodnight.

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❤️Katie