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anonymous asked:

Mini-fanfic prompt. No 24. Prince Leo and MC from Rules of Engagement.

Thank you for the prompt, Nonny! I hope you enjoy this. 

Character Names: The Prince-Leo; MC-Lizzie; Brother-Alex; PartyTwin-Jess; NerdyTwin-Mary

Prompt #24-Pillow Fort

Nothing I Wouldn’t Do 

When you return to your room on the ship, you’re in shock. The night had started out so wonderfully. You got engage to a man you love, enjoyed a passionate interlude with him. Your siblings all seemed happy and well on their way to fulfilling their respective tasks from Nana. But now…it’s all gone to hell. Not only is your own aunt determined to ruin you and your siblings, Dinesh dropped the bomb that Nana has another letter for you. What will it say this time? Is she giving you more crazy demands? You wonder if maybe they’ll just say GOTCHA and this whole thing will be over. 

You step out onto the balcony and look out at the ocean, wishing some of the calm in the sea would seep into your restless mind and heart. 

As you continuing staring at the sea, Leo steps up behind you and wraps his strong arms around your waist. You lean back, resting against his muscular chest and letting his warmth envelope you. 

“What can I do, my love?,” he murmurs against your ear, “I want to make you feel better.” 

You sigh deeply and shake your head, “Honestly, Leo, I don’t know what I want. I’m so tired of thinking about this task from Nana and just when I think I’m out of woods, this happens. I just want to go back in time and be a kid again, building pillow forts with my brother and sisters, watching movies, eating junk food, and not having a care in the world.

“Then that’s what we shall do!” Leo proclaims. He spins you around in his arms and drops a quick kiss on your nose before bounding back into the room.  

“Leo, what are you doing?” you call after him, giggling at his boundless energy. You watch him pick up the phone in the room. He just grins at you as he waits for the other end of the line to pick up. 

“Hello, this is Leo in Room 5875 and I need you to bring us 50 pillows…”

“Leo, that’s too many!” you interrupt him with a laugh.

“All right, all right. Twenty pillows, five blankets, any fairy lights you have at your disposal…yes, fairy lights…and your very finest junk food. Thank you!” He hangs up the phone and crosses the room in swift steps. He picks you up in his arms and spins you around. 

“This is crazy, Leo!” 

“Nothing is crazy,” he beams at you, “if it will make you happy. Text your siblings. Tell them to join us. Like Marty McFly before us, we are going back in time!”


You sit on the floor of your room leaning against the foot of the bed. There are blankets strung up all across the ceiling, fairly lights cast warm yellow-white light across the pillows laid all over the floor. 

You look around the room. Out on the balcony, Alex and Leo are chatting. Bits of their conversation drift into the room on the cool ocean breeze. You hear Leo say something about a variety of humanitarian efforts that Alex’s firm might be able to help that in turn might give his business the boost of notoriety it needs. 

On the floor near the sofa, Elena and Mary talk animatedly about organizational strategies for physical and virtual work spaces and the best way to color code files for maximum efficiency. 

Behind you on the bed, Jess and Audrey are sitting crosslegged talking about the crazy things they’ve done, everything from skydiving to partying in Las Vegas for three days without sleep. They laugh and joke as they arguing about the best clubs in LA. 

You smile and closes your eyes, letting the sound of everyone’s talking and laughing wash over you. This is exactly what you needed tonight: A chance to just be with your family and the people you all love. It’s been a truly wonderful night and it’s all due to the man you’re going to marry.


 You open your eyes to find the man of your thoughts settling onto the floor beside you.

“Are you feeling better?” he asks, searching your face with a tender look in his eyes. 

You take his hand, intertwining your fingers with his, and you smile brightly at him.

“Yes, much better,” you tell him. “This was perfect, Leo. I don’t know how always manage to make me smile no matter how awful things are.”

“Oh, well, that’s easy,” Leo confesses, “I manage it because there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you, Lizzie. You are my inspiration, my heart, and the woman of my dreams come to life. You are my world.” 

Leo’s words cause a warm thrill to run through you and you raise your lips to his and kiss him passionately. 

“If you really can do anything, my prince” you whisper suggestively, “can you get my family out of this room so I can have my way with you?”