burntcopper | Birthday questioning

Birthday is teh 7th. Anyone in London and surrounding area feel like joining me for something on or around that date (can't do the 10th)? Last year was Wagamama's. Suggestions welcome.

Pubmeet yesterday. Surprisingly, *lots* of attendees, we nearly had a full house. Suspect lots of them attempting to escape families. Gossip, con stuff, Doctor Who, silliness, at least two people buggering off to Forbidden Planet sometime during the afternoon and coming back with bags of stuff. Your usual.

This place is scarily quiet. Maybe about 1/8th of people in?

... fucking typical. I've got several unfinished fics, but you know what's currently consuming my brain? Cinderella. Yes, you heard that right. I blame it completely on John Barrowman. On Christmas eve, right before I went to bed, my brain decided that what was most important was re-writing the Cinderella story in the real world. :headdesk:

Prince John doing his wandering amongst the commoners thing, nearly gets run over by a horse. Girl (Ellie, a smith's daughter who runs the business side) on the horse finally gets it to stop, apologises. Prince intros self as Jack, a Palace servant, they start flirting.

Relationship continues. Casual, and they take a while to get round to having sex, as it's more friendship at the beginning. Dandini is busy having palpitations over the fact that Prince John took this long to get someone into bed, and that the relationship's lasted this long. (Yes, he and the Prince have slept together off and on but're back at the friends stage) He also can't believe the Prince has kept up the 'servant' facade this long. (part of the reason that John hasn't told her is because she takes a very dim view of royalty)

Six months down the line, the King invites all the eligible females (read : single, decent looking, over a certain earning bracket) of the area to a ball in the hopes that at least one will catch his wayward son's eye. Ellie's one of them, is a hit due to being pretty and not treading on anyone's toes while dancing, discovers at midnight after a few suspicions over the way she's seen Jack treated by other people that he's the Prince. Does not take being lied to for six months well. Introduces 'Prince Charming' to her right hook, tells him that she never wants to see him again and storms off, kicking off her shoes at the door to the Palace since they're painful and ridiculously impractical. (She works at a smithy. She wears sensible boots most of the time. She also hates the dress.) Catches the nearest carriage home after promising to fix their dodgy wheel in payment. Prince goes after her, but misses her. Dandini advises him to let her cool off and also to find a steak for that eye.

Prince goes to see her to apologise. She tells him to fuck off unless he wants a matching black eye and then ignores any further attempts at speaking to her. Prince enlists Dandini to apologise on his behalf and tell her that the Prince is a complete fuckwit, anything that'll get her speaking to him again.

Am currently at this point. Later on, King will order Prince to find someone to marry because it's getting embarassing. Prince, still on the outs with Ellie (she's speaking to Dandini but not him) and sick of it, decides that the only person he's even vaguely interested in marrying is Ellie. There may be another ball in there somewhere. Need to somehow finangle the two of them into getting off their high horses. Dandini almost certainly involved in this. This will probably get finished on the journey to Edinburgh.

:sigh: why can't I have coherent bunnies like this for my fanfic?