Realistic Princess Bubblegum Novels & Stories

She said with a dreamy look. She had nothing of a princess... She hardly spoke of fancy dresses or crowns, she simply spoke of her manners... She hardly acted like a savage but she didn't have refined manners like the woman in front of her either... Mirabelle... Is this what she would have looked like if she had been a princess? She would think she was beautiful... - I am Princess Mira-belle... She says with a theatrical air. - Keep your voice down! And don't ever do that again... It's not like me...

"Oh, I'm sorry Princess. Did I soil your lovely locks? How clumsy of me." "Why you little—" One of her hands came up out of the stream, bringing three mid-sized bubbles of water with it. They hovered in the air spinning in small circles before her fingers jerked to fling the bubbles at my head. I laughed as they landed on top of me, making a faint popping sound as her magic made contact with my hair. I splashed a couple handfuls at her again until we were in a full out war, laughing loud enough to make our stomachs cramp.

My breath gets caught in my chest at what I find inside, and it takes everything in me not to rush forward. A nursery. A god damned nursery greeted me with Jessica sitting in a rocking chair, clutching a soft looking cream bunny plushy in her arms. She wanted to be a mother, had a room planned for a baby to come right away. Gods, she was perfect and that fucker ruined his chance. “Princess?” I call softly, pushing the door open and slowly stepping inside. She looks up with wide, teary eyes, her face tear-stained as she tries to fight back the sniffles.

I saw a patch of plants nearby that we can use to have fun. “We’re going to be blowing bubbles. And stop calling me Princess. You’re the only Princess in this Palace.” I said. I didn’t give her time to respond. I snapped a few plant stems from the bunch and gave it to her. She looked at me like I was stupid. “All you have to do is snap it like this and blow.” I said while showing her. When I blew on the plant stem, bubbles came out and Sumire’s eyes widened. Her jaw dropped as I continued to blow bubbles in front of her.

"Can I become a real princess that lives in a big castle?" "You don't have to live in a castle to become a real princess." "What do I have to do, then?" "If you care about other people and you are bold, then you are a princess." Aurora smiled. "I love you, mummy." "I love you, too. Aurora?" "Yes, mummy." "I want you to know that I will always be with you. If not physically know that I will forever be in your heart." "Are you going somewhere, mummy?"

I am a … “Harmony, why is your face orange and your hair green?” Melody asks, yeah, I’m dressed as an Umpa Lumpa. I’m a big kid. I was never a sugar plum fairy, or princess. No, I have always liked to step away from the MC princess stereotype. I don’t give a hoot about designer brands, make-up, perfect hair. No life is for living, having fun, and being silly. That is what I like to think I do.

“So, Princess… does your Popsie Reed and Marmee Rose know that we are visiting today?” Bran inquires politely, breaking the silence of the travellers. “Um, no but, if I am correct, they might have just been done with their early morning jog. Either they are having breakfast outdoors or maybe inside.” The Princess responds thoughtfully. “Wait, should we glamour ourselves?” Jeera asks, since her silver hair would totally be out of place. “My Popsie and Marmee know the truth about my identity and they have experienced as much weirdness as they could when I was growing up under their care so you don’t have to worry about them.”

the woman continued to explain, slowly turning around to rest her eyes on her student. "Traits which the citizens of Lunaris hope are passed down to the next successor." However, the sight she saw caused her left eyebrow to twitch with great annoyance. This last line was hinted towards the young girl, who was at the prime of entering adult age, despite her looks that suggested otherwise. Laid with her head pressed against the desk, the princess was asleep with drool running down the edge of her mouth. Music blared from the pink earbuds placed in her ears.

All of a sudden she heard a voice, "We need you, princess .....We need you, princess. " "Who's this?" she asked scared. She looked everywhere around her room but saw no one. Her eyes fell on a luminous creature in her garden visible to her from the window. It looked like a glowing white bunny. It was something magnetic about the creature. It was forcibly attracting Cynthia towards itself ."We need you princess ." the voice continued getting higher and higher. This call was full of suffering and sorrow. It felt like someone was waiting for Cynthia for along. Crying for help. However, Cynthia was no more eager to face any new adventure. Her mind was already full of confusion. "No more strange

I was getting hungry too. After serving the three princesses with the cookies, just like before, their orders came one after another. "Aveline, pick me some flowers," Princess Octavia said. "Aveline, get me some romantic books from the library," Princess Meliora said. "Aveline, comb my hair," Princess Viviana said. "Aveline" "Aveline" "Aveline" I AM very exhausted as I sit on the edge of my bed. It made a creak sound. I wiped the sweat off my face with an old rag. It's torn and very thin.