#duchess of cambridge fanfiction

[the-wales-5]

(One shots)

Quarrel

You love him, right?

Where is my husband?

23rd April 2018

Alone (written by @cas-ravenclaw )

Feeling blue

Always there

William's test

10th engagement anniversary special

A birthday to remember

The greatest support

I want a lifetime

Overprotectiveness

This 'Zoom' call might not have happened

Mad about you

Wales visit 2022

Miscommunication

Valentine's day 2023

An alternative universe story: In Another Life

Her legacy

Rugby World Cup + the intruders

Scene of the crime ;)

Strength & stay

The end of the worst nightmare

[catherinequeenie-benstridge]

What If-Chapter 6

21st June 2005

So here you have the last chapter of the fic. It had been a true journey that allowed me to meet some amazing people. I have to thank all of you who read and support me with the fic: liking it, sharing it, telling me their thoughts.

Thank you and enjoy.

💙👑

-Hi Miss Middleton. I’m Harry Windsor.-Kate made a small courtesy without even thinking about it, gesture that her sister copied.-God, no please. You don’t need to, not here. And don’t think about calling me ‘Your Highness’

-But then...Why…?-Pippa had put the kettle on, letting them start the conversation.

-Can I call you Catherine?

-Yes, yes, everyone call me Kate. 

-I’m Pippa, by the way. The little sister.-She shook his hand with a smile.-I’m making tea, why don’t we go to the kitchen?

-Yes, sure. Unless you’re not recovered from the last party.-The ginger smirked as well as Kate when they saw how red Pippa’s face turned.

-Yes, I am...Thanks to Ste...Well...your brother actually.-She served the tea.

-That’s what I’m here for. William. He...Well even if I tell him otherwise, he is a very clever man.-Harry began, sitting on a chair like the Middleton sisters.-And what he has done had been just to keep you safe.

-But he could have told me the truth.-Kate said, still feeling some slight anger on the inside. Pippa was just watching the conversation like a tennis match.

-The thing is he can’t do it. He can not walk into a room like you or your sister. We are from a hole different world.

-And you think we wouldn’t fit in or that we would want just the title or the money?-Catherine was refuting everything the prince was saying.-I would have like to...to know the real him.

-You have.

-No, I’ve known Steve. I’ve fal…-No, she wouldn’t say it, not even if she felt it so strongly.

-Just because we change our names from time to time to try and live like normal people, doesn’t mean we’re not us.-Harry leaned in on the table.-The man you met was William.  

-If I may…-Pippa tried to interrupt, and placed her hand on her sister’s.-Kate, I really think you may at least give the boy a chance to explain himself.

-I know...I get he is still William, that he just changed his name and I understand why he did it but…-She stood up.- It still hurts. I am not sure and everyone seems to know what I feel, what I want or what I have to do. AND I DO NOT. 

Kate was angry, nearly shouting. She didn’t wanted to do this in front of Harry, she really didn’t but her body could not contain her emotions anymore. She apologized to the prince and left to her room, closing the door in her back. PIppa and Harry look at each other and again at the door.

-I...I’m sorry, she…-Pippa tried to explain.

-It’s okay, I understand...She is hurt.-The prince took the cups and put them on the kitchen counter, sighing. Pippa followed him, trying to find the right thing to say.

-Look, Kate...She really liked him. I would even say she was starting falling in love with him.-The brunette leaned her back on the counter.-Her smile she brought home when she had seen him just for five minutes in the Gallery...I had never seen her like this. 

-I know what you mean, William arrived home every day with the same smile.-He helped the young woman clean the cups.-I would just want them to talk, to leave their stupid stubbornness out of the situation. My brother may be the most charming lad in all England but the big head he got from my father is beyond imaginable. 

-Here, here…-Pippa rose both her eyebrows.-Same with the lady.

-Well. Miss MIddleton.-The prince dried his hands and put them in his pockets.-I think it’s up to us to make sure that Cinderella attends the party.

The young Middleton smiled and nod.

Catherine was a mess in her bed. She wanted to cry and to be angry at him but...she had fallen in love. He made her feel like there was no one else in the world, like she was the most important person in that moment. She wiped her tears and look at the rose and the note she still had in her night table. She heard the front door and prayed for her sister not to come to her room, she wouldn’t bare to cry again.

22nd June 2005

Kate woke up to the sun shining on her face. All the people involved in last night’s event was given the rest of the week off, so she enjoyed the warmth under her sheets. Even tho it just lasted less than a minute when she turned around and faced the rose St- WIlliam had given to her.

The brunette decided to get out of bed and start her day, the invitation to the party still in the air, not knowing what to do. When she got to the kitchen she found her usual breakfast ready and a cup of tea, with a note on the side from her sister. A time and an address.

After eating and dressing she went to the address her sister had written. She found Pippa there, in the street with a Starbucks cup and a big smile.

-Good morning, Squeak.-Pippa opened the door for her.-Did you have a good sleep? 

-Good morning, and yes but Pipps, what are we doing here?-She asked while entering the shop. inside she found a very classy and fashionable clothing shop. Then a light bulb switched on.-Pippa, is this…?

-Yes, we are here to find you a proper dress for tonight’s party. And yes, you are definitely going.

-But this looks too fancy Pippa, who is paying for this…?-Kate looked around, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

-Don’t worry it has all been covered.

-Good morning, ladies, how can I help you?.-One of the shop assistants approached them.

-Hello, we are the Middleton sisters.-The young brunette specified.

-Oh yes…-The assistant looked at a notebook.-Pippa and Catherine, right? He told us first thing in the morning.-Kate looked at her sister utterly confused.-I’ve been told you are looking for a whole outfit: dress, shoes, jewelry. Our procedure is that you just point at some dresses, shoes and pieces,we pick them up for you and take them to a fitting saloon for you to try them on. Start looking and tell me when you are ready.-The woman then went to attend other clients.

-Pippa, who the hell is “He”?-Catherine was full of questions at that point. 

-Could you just enjoy this, please?-Pippa pushed her sister to look for some dresses.

After thirty minutes they were done looking and where given a saloon. It was a room with two couches and surrounded by mirrors that had a small platform in the middle for the person to look at the dresses properly. While waiting for the chosen dresses another assistant came with two classes of champagne. 

-Philippa Charlotte Middleton.-Pippa turned around to look at her sister, a cold shiver running down her spine because she had only heard her hole name when Kate was either angry or annoyed by her.-I am not going to ask you again what is all this, I’ve given up. But I will need answers one time or another.

-And you will get them, sooner than you know.

A door suddenly opened and two assistants entered, hands full of dresses, shoes and accessories. Kate tried on all kind of dresses. Long, shorts; black, white, colourful. Kinds and shapes she had never even seen. 

After what seemed like the twentieth dress, Catherine stepped on the platform and looked in the mirror, showing a small smile. She tried to get her sister’s attention. Pippa made a little noise while finishing her glass of bubbles, nearly choking.

-Oh my god, Kate, that’s it. That’s the dress.-The young Middleton got up to her.-He is only going to have eyes for you.

-You think so…?-She didn’t want to but she started to feel little butterflies in her stomach. 

-I’m certain.

After picking the right shoes and accessories, they got out of the room and gave the chosen items to the assistant. Catherine started walking to the till, thinking about paying for it, when she felt a hand grabbing hers to stop her. Pippa looked her in the eyes and shook her head. 

When they arrived home it was past lunchtime so Kate had a small bite and hurried to her room with the excuse of having to prepare for the party. She was obviously nervous, her head was thinking about everything she didn’t know about the party and that was a lot. She was invited but neither William or Harry gave her any sort of information. What if the dress was not the one? What if he didn’t even notice her there? Wait. Her thoughts stopped all of a sudden.

Wasn’t she supposed to be mad at him? 

Yes.

Was she supposed to still be in love with him?

No.

Kate grabbed a pillow and pushed it against her face to screamed, falling backwards on the bed. Her head was about to explode. She was supposed to be ready in a few hours as her sister had told her so she started preparing herself for the night.

A knock on the door got her attention when she was looking herself in the mirror, making sure that even the smallest detail was perfect.

-Kate, are you ready?-Pippa opened the door, she instantly gasped.-Gosh...you look like a princess.

-Do I…?-Catherine turned around to face her.-Oh...why...are you invited too?

Pippa was wearing a grey loose dress that finished right before her knees, a pair of matching black heels and a black clutch gave the outfit the perfect touch. Her hair was up in an also loose, bun. The younger Middleton nod her head.

-Well, last night after you ran off to your room, Harry said I could come as well so…I couldn’t leave you there alone, not when I had the chance to come.-Kate showed a small grin.

-Yes, I am completely sure that is the main reason.-The brunette walked past her young sister nodding ironically.-By the way, how are we going to get there…?-Pippa checked her watch to see the time and smiled.

-Don’t worry it has been covered. Should be here by now, come on.-Pippa said as she started going downstairs. Kate was left confused.

-Philippa! Covered by who?!-She shouted walking behind her sister. She was about to keep asking when the doorbell rang, Pippa opened the door and a middle aged man was waiting outside.

-The Middleton sisters?

-Yes.-The younger woman nod, she was doing the exact same thing she did in the shop this morning. 

They drove for 20 minutes to a house outside London. Pippa tried to calm her sister down during the ride but it was pointless. When the car stopped right in front of the door, Kate looked at the other woman, who nod and smiled. They walked through the carpet that was placed for guests to know the way in. It was all decorated with white arcs and two men were at the door. One of them holding some papers.

-Good night ladies, can you tell me your names please? 

-Pippa and Kate Middleton.

-Let’s see...Middleton...-Yes, here you are.-The man wrote something on the paper and turned to the other man who was holding the door.-Fetch him and tell him.

The sisters walked into a very big ball room that had a lower opened floor. They stopped right in front of the big stairs.

-There are too many people, Pipps, I don’t know If I....

-Here you are ladies!-Harry appeared behind them. He took Kate’s hand and kissed it, doing the same to Pippa right after.-I am really glad you came. He wasn’t very sure you would. Now, fancy some drinks?

-Of course, I will go with you.-Pippa said while grabbing the prince by the arm.

-But…-Kate was in total shock, not knowing what to do. Her sister turned around to her.

-Go find His Royal Hotness.-And with that they left. She couldn’t believe she had just said that. Kate laughed and turned to the stairs.

-Well...here goes nothing. 

She started walking down the stairs, grabbing the handrail not to fall. <<That would be funny, I am sure he would notice me then.>> She laughed a little when she arrived. The feeling of people watching was making her nervous, she walked through the guests as music played, trying to find him.

William was talking with his father when Camilla interrupt them.

-William, dear, here you are.-The blond woman kissed him in the cheek.-Do you remember my daughter, right? Laura.

-Hi…-The young Parker-Bowles shook his hand.

-Yes, of course. How are you?

They started talking under Charles and Camilla’s gaze. Camilla smiled at her husband, things were going according to plan, she wanted William and Laura to end up together. Charles was not as happy as she was with it. He had hoped William would chose his own wife, not that someone would force some young lady into his life. Laura was very pleased with the prince, she liked him and wouldn’t mind marrying into the family. William was trying to listen to the blonde and her art passion. 

Suddenly everything froze, he couldn’t hear Laura, he couldn’t notice anyone else. He saw that face that occupied his thoughts every day. 

-I...I’m sorry.-William walked past Laura to go find her before he lost her. He followed her but stopped to admire her. She looked stunning. Wearing a long sleeveless gown with shades of pink and a belt matching the dress, her hair was down slightly curled. She looked like an angel.

Kate stopped at one of the bars that were placed all over the room and felt a hand grabbing hers. When she turned around she almost forgot to breath. 

-Catherine, I am so glad you are here.

-Let’s say I had some help trying to make my mind.-She forgot all the anger when he smiled. The music changed, to a sower one.

-Would you like to dance?-He stretch his hand to her. Kate looked at it and place her hand on his, accepting.

They walk to the dance floor, it was full of couples dancing together. William turned her to face him and placed the other hand in her waist, making Kate place her hand on his shoulder. They looked at each other while starting to dance. The brunette forgot every inch of anger towards him and only felt shivers running through her spine. They both couldn’t stop smiling, having dreamed about this moment for a long time now, they still thought that could be a dream. William moved his face towards her ear, making them closer. 

-Come with me, please.

-Yes…

The prince took her by the hand and walk them quickly, not to be followed, to an empty room. William closed the door and looked at her, with her figure against the moon light the blond froze for a moment, mesmerized by the woman. Kate looked at him, so handsome but small at the same time. The prince stopped in front of her, taking her hand.

-Catherine...I…

-Sh, don’t worry I understand.-The brunette looked at him in the eye.-I am sorry for not doing it earlier. I tried, I was…

-You were hurt, I know and I am truly sorry. I should have told you from the beginning who I really was. I wanted to. But I was afraid they would come after you.-He ran some fingers through his hair.

-Yesterday, you said that you felt some connection between us from the beginning. I did too. It felt like we already knew each other.-She placed a hand on his cheek and a short memory came to his mind of her slapping his face. He caressed her forearm, smiling. Suddenly they were too close. She could feel his breathing as William could feel hers.

Their faces started to move closer, their lips nearly touching. It would be really easy for them to just do it, to kiss as they had been dreaming about for so long.

A loud thud at the door made them jump appart. Kate shook her head and started walking out of the room.

-I am sorry.

-Catherine, Kate, please don’t.-William tried to catch her hand but she had already opened the door. 

Laura Parker Bowles had been standing next to the door where William and Kate had disappeared. She tried to listen when her mother appeared next to her, giving her a glass of champagne. 

-Do you know who is she?

-I think so.-Camila tensed her jaw.-I think she works at the National Portrait Gallery.

-Didn’t you try to apply for a job there?

-Yes.But I didn’t get it. She did.

-She gets the job.-Camilla chuckled.-She gets the prince.

Someone walked behind Laura, actually crashed into her and didn’t bother to apologize. It made the young woman totter forward, forcing her to lean on the door not to fall. She and Camilla looked at each other, not knowing if it had been heard from the inside. They took some steps back, expectant. Laura was angry, she wanted the prince, the job that Kate had taken from her and couldn’t even hear what they were talking about. 

After a few second the door opened, a rushed Catherine walking fast in Laura’s direction and the prince behind her to stop her. Laura didn’t know what got into her but she moved and stopped in front of Kate, making them crash. Parker Bowles dropped her champagne on Catherine’s dress. 

Everyone that was near turned around. Kate couldn’t believe that was actually happening, who was that woman? She turned around and saw William standing her, tears starting to run down her face, feeling embarrassed. Under everyone's eyes she walked past Laura, running away. William took the blonde’s arm.

-Why on earth did you do that?-He was mad but didn’t even let her answer, he just went to find Kate.

-What’s wrong with you, Laura?-Camilla asked her daughter.-I didn’t raise you to do this. 

-Didn’t you want me to be with him?

-But not like this, not like a bitch.

William searched in the main room but only found Harry and Pippa. 

-Have you seen Catherine?-The prince was worried, he thought he would find her with them.

-No, why? Is she okay?-Pippa started to worry as well.

-No, yes. Something happened but please, I have to fix it myself.-With that he left, leaving Harry and Pippa there. The ginger prince tried to calm Pippa down, saying that William had to be the one to find her and he would definitely do it. 

William found her after some minutes. Outside in one of the gardens, hugging herself due to the cold and her wet dress. The prince took his jacket off and walk towards her, placing the piece of clothing on top of her. Kate turned around and found William next to her, she dried her tears looking away.

-What are you doing here, William?

-Catherine, please.-The prince took Kate’s jaw and made her look back at him.-Don’t walk away again. Please. I know I hadn’t been the most truthful man but I swear…-He grabbed her hand and placed it in his chest.-I want to make you happy.-He caressed her cheek with his thumb.-I want to make you smile and laugh, even tho my jokes are very bad.

Kate smiled, looking at his eyes.

-William, you could have every single woman in that house if you’d like to.-She paused.-Why me? Why do you keep coming for me?-The young man smiled.

-Because you are meant for me as I am meant for you, babykins.

Catherine’s eyes opened wide when she heard that word, finding it strangely familiar. Her body leaned on William’s, as well as their faces. Their lips finally met, feeling the softness and warmth of each other. They started a slow movement, cherishing the moment. Even tho they felt they had been doing it before.

EPILOGUE

The duke and duchess opened their eyes a the same time. They looked for each other but William fell asleep on the couch and Catherine on their bed. 

-William..-The brunette stood up and ran to the stairs.

-Catherine…-The prince did the same, running to go find his wife.

William found Kate in top of the stairs and she found him standing at the bottom of the stairs. They looked at each other with the same questions in their heads: Had it been a dream? Had it been real? They quickly ran to each other, meeting halfway and hugging one another. 

-I am so sorry William.-Kate sobbed in his neck.

-I am the one who’s sorry, darling. I don’t want to even imagine a life without you.-William made her look at him.-I would fall in love with you all over again every single time, babykins.

-I love you, my prince.

They kissed like it was the first time all over again.

Feeling cold, like they were outdoors.

THE END.

💙👑 Special thanks to:

@the-cambridges-5, to follow the story from the very beginning and the biggest support. You are the truest of friends.

@iconsprincecharles, for reading my drafts and stand me all the way through, listening to my ideas and giving me new ones. Thank you, my love.

CHAPTER 5

[katefiction]

Is this fandom still be interested in reading William & Kate smut from a few years ago? I’m trying to convince Maria (who used to own this blog) to allow me to post them on here again. But she is embarrassed about it all. I am currently posting her not-smut fictions.

Have your say!

[cambridgefamilyfiction]

When We Were Young Chapter 1: The dispute

 So sorry this has taken us so long to put out. It is pretty bad but i hope you enjoy it anyway. Remember send in requests so we can write more of what you want. - Audrey. 

March 2011

Will and Kate were enjoying a “friendly” game of Monopoly with their siblings, they had all had a few drinks so were quite lively. It was getting intense everybody was getting increasingly verbal when someone bought a piece of property they were collecting. Not everyone was entirely happy with the direction the game was going; Pippa took it upon herself to shut everybody up. “so you two, you’ve been together almost a decade and you’re getting married in a month. Are you ever going to tell us how your fairytale romance came to be” She obviously directed at her sister and her fiancée, the game had already been forgotten when Harry and James backed her up with unified “oh yeah’s”. The couple looked at each other and laughed, silently wondering if they had ever told anyone the story before, sure, everyone knew the basics, they met at university, moved in to a flat with some friends and then things developed, what they were being asked for were the intricate details of who liked who, who asked who out, a detailed retelling of the first date, first kiss, the dynamics of the early stages of such a widely celebrated royal romance before anyone knew it even existed.

 “Basically William was in love with me from the first moment he lay eyes on me and followed me around for the next two years begging me to go on a date with him.” Will disagreed with her statement and quickly retorted “yes that is entirely true except you were in love me” “oh you have got to be kidding me, come off it William” “Uh oh looks like you’ve started a domestic Pip.” James said “why don’t we just agree that you both liked each other.” Now Harry spoke up “do you know I reckon that’s true because when I came to visit you before you two were an item I could totally see that you guys had major googly eyes for each other and I felt like I was interrupting something when I talked to both of you together. William and Kate reluctantly accepted this but in their head they still believed they were right, they were not going to let it go until they knew the answer, it was sort of like the Ross and Rachel who came onto who debate.

 ***

November 2002

 The four friends had been living together for about a month, the flat was not huge so naturally they were all in each other’s space a fair bit of the time. Not that they minded all that much, some of them less than others. William was enjoying the normalcy of living without intrusion and getting to spend so much time with his friends. He had grown particularly close to Kate, they shared many things in common, History of Art classes were no longer one of them but it was thanks to Kate that he was still at university, and he’d never been gladder of it than in this moment when he realised how grateful he was to have the opportunity to get to know and form an incredible friendship with this girl. He thought he was starting to develop a crush on her; she had the most beautiful smile that let out the most infectious laugh he’d ever heard. He knew that he would have to be careful after all nothing could ever happen between them, he would never subject her to the cruel nature of his world, little did he know that she too was developing a crush of her own.

 As she was lying in bed Kate was beginning to realise how much she valued spending time with William, he was such a genuine person who she could share just about anything with, without fear of being judged. They talked about everything; she loved the fact that they could have long conversations about both superficial and intellectual things. She convinced herself that she had to stop thinking about him in a romantic way, he was a Prince for goodness sakes he would never fall for her.

 Harry was on his way to visit William in his flat for the first time since he’d moved in. He had been giving William flack by text about the girls he was living with, who were supposedly just friends. Harry believed his brother had something going on with Olivia. Harry realised just how wrong he was when he arrived. Kate had cooked dinner for all of them William said thank you to her about 45 times and her gentle rub of Williams shoulder in reply did not escape his attention. He noticed that the room mates paid a lot more attention to each other than anyone else at the table and William laughed at everything she said.

 Later that evening he cornered William and began interrogating him about the nature of his relationship with Kate, “so mate, what’s going on between you and Kate” “Harry shut up there is nothing going on between me and Kate.” “William! Are you kidding me that is such lie and you know it, I can see the way you look at her and if there is nothing going on you wish there was.” “Alright fine I really like her but nothings ever going to happen because I don’t want her to have to deal with my life.” “Okay but she definitely likes you too” “harry that’s not possible” “alright think what you want brother but you know I’m always right.” “No harm in asking her on a date” “Harry, are you kidding she would never go out with me” “William you are so so so naïve.”

 Lying in bed that night, William wondered if there was any truth in what Harry had been saying, he hoped there was. He made a mental note to try and figure out if she really did like him back, he had a few ideas that he would try out tomorrow. He fell asleep with a hopeful grin on his face.

 “Good morning all” William bellowed as he made his way into the kitchen for breakfast. Kate’s toast was taking much longer than she would have liked, she expressed her dissatisfaction with the toaster speed “ugh why is this taking such a long time, I’m so hungry!” Will chimed in with the classic “hi hungry I’m William” she laughed a little “that was the worst joke I have ever heard Will, even for you that was bad” she may have just insulted him but she did laugh at his terrible joke so he took that as a sign she liked him, he began a mental tally 1 point for, 0 against. Throughout the day he observed Kate’s every move, noted her reaction when he put his hand on the small of her back - she didn’t flinch, he analysed the way her fingers lingered slightly longer than necessary on his hip when she squeezed past him in the kitchen, he consciously engaged her in eye contact and watched as she held his gaze without nervously glancing every other direction and as the day progressed so did his jokes they got progressively worse that is, still, she laughed even if just half heartedly at some.

 Kate stood in front of the mirror brushing her teeth reflecting on the incredibly weird day she’d just had, William was being very strange, stranger than usual. She had to admit she had a little crush on him but they were just friends, well she thought they were just friends. Kate decided she couldn’t solve this on her own so she called in the big guns her little sister. It sounds strange to ask your younger sister for relationship advice, truth was however Pippa had always been better at this stuff, she had more experience. Kate was well aware of the irony of the situation but shot Pippa a text anyway. She explained the countless bad jokes, the weird wide eyed starring at her all day and everything else. Pippa responded “Kate he definitely likes you, you should ask him out he’s probably too shy” Kate replied with only two words “NO WAY!”.

 “Kate the others have gone out, wanna watch a movie?” “Yeah okay but I get to pick” “Sure, shall I order a pizza?” “Yep and I’ll make a salad.” “ so what movie do you want to watch I’ll get it all set up while you’re making the salad” a sly smile crept across Kate’s face “Princess Diaries” William laughed “are you serious Kate?” “Deadly, hey come on it looks good and I just bought it last week I’ve been dying to watch it, who better to watch it with?” “Fair play Middleton no harm in watching it once” he was pleasantly surprised, they both burst in to fits giggles when his picture flashed across the screen “you look good there” “shut up” he mumbled in response.

 When the movie finished they were both relaxed and were sitting close together. William decided to take advantage of the moment, “Kate? Can I tell you something?” “Of course” she replied and turned to face him. “you are one of my best friends and I love the time that we spend together, we can have so much fun but we can also be so serious, I love that I can be 100% real with you and I’ve been thinking this for a while but I really like you Kate, I really really like you.” He had kept talking and was starting to ramble so Kate put her hand on his to stop him “let’s have dinner next week, just the two of us” a big smile made it’s way across both of their faces as they sank back into comfortable conversation, their hands still clutched together.

 ***

2011

 “So when it comes down to it, you both liked each other and basically you both asked each other out.” Harry said. “Well, yeah, I suppose” William replied, this led to the five of them laughing, Pippa spoke now, “are you sure you should be getting married? You bicker over the founding details of your relationship only to discover that your both wrong, how do you not remember the first date?!” “I wouldn’t want to marry anyone else” Kate said as she caught Williams gaze and they both smiled. James pretended to be sick. “So go on, we haven’t even got to the stuff, what happened on the first date?”

 *** 2002

“So when are we having this dinner?” William asked as they were walking back from their respective classes for the day. “I’ve been thinking about that and since you nor I really want to flash it around I thought we could go to my house. My family is away for the weekend and I had already planned to go so you’d just drive separately and no one will ever know.”  “Seems like such an ordeal just for dinner” he responded though he was grateful that the very start of their relationship would be played out in private rather than in front of the prying eyes of other university students. “So are we keeping this secret from everyone?” She asked “at least until we know the nature of it. I think it would be best.” He replied. She grinned “our little secret”. “One more thing William” “Yes?” she was serious now “will you be bringing your security team with you?” “If I brought them, it wouldn’t be our little secret, would it?” she smiled like a child on Christmas morning, a smile that was so contagious William found himself smiling too. They kept talking and walking “this is all so thrilling I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to keep this up” Kate said. William responded, “I reckon you can last 6 months at least.” “Will we still have a secret to keep in 6 months?” she asked “I hope so.” He said. In that moment the two of them wanted nothing more than to hold hands but that would mean letting people in on their secret, something they were not willing to do. It was Thursday evening, Kate would leave at lunchtime tomorrow after her classes were done and William would follow an hour or so later because he had an extra class. They both decided to drive and not fly to avoid travel to and from airports and boarding planes and such and for William driving meant he could avoid the inevitable stares of strangers. Neither of them could wait.

 “Are you excited to go home this weekend Kate?” one of their flat mates asked her at dinner that evening “I can’t wait! Although I think I’m most excited to see my dog.” That comment earned her giggle from everyone present. “What is everyone else doing this weekend?” she asked. “Since we are on the topic I’m going home this weekend too.” William said. “Dad’s asked me back because Harry is home from school for the weekend too.” “Looks like it’s just us two then.” Fergus and Olivia high fived.

 Kate’s phone buzzed, she picked it up to see who it was, it was William his message read; “hey, I’m here come and let me in please.” When Kate opened the door he was standing there with a bunch of flowers in his hand “these are for you” he said before kissing her cheek. Kate laughed, “come in”. William thought she looked very cute, she was wearing an apron and had her hair up high in a messy bun. They were both a bit shy “I’ll show you around, where to put your bag and such” she said gesturing for Will to follow. The house was large but not overwhelmingly so, she showed him around the downstairs area before heading up the stairs. Her parents’ room was first on the left, Pippa’s was next to it and James’ across from it, they sprouted from the landing that had a big window looking out over the street. Kate then led William down a corridor she pointed to her right “this is the spare room which is where you’ll stay” the bed was very nicely made and the window looked out onto the back of the property it was so green, the garden perfectly groomed. “Nice view” William said before following Kate down the hall again “and this is my room” she pointed to the door in front of them. “May I see it?” William asked, eager to see where she had grown up. He believed a persons bedroom revealed so much about them. “Of course” she opened the door and motioned for him to go in and sit down. It was very clean and simple, not too much stuff crammed in. She had a few pictures with her siblings and a few with her friends. A bookcase stood in the corner, full, but not overflowing and her bed was perfectly made with more pillows than was practical. It suited her he thought, beautiful without trying too hard. “I better get back to the kitchen” she smiled at him “you can stay up here and settle in if you want or you can come back down, up to you” “I’ll come back down, I can help you cook.” Kate laughed “ no offence William but I think I’ll cook tonight, I’d quite like to actually eat whatever is made.” William clutched his chest “ouch! That one hurt.” “ If you insist on being helpful you can set the table and light some candles while I finish dinner.” “Candles?” he asked “are we expecting someone special?” “No, just some deadbeat I met at university, I’m only doing this to humour him” “suppose he is only here out of pity for the girl” Kate let out a full laugh “please William we all know that is false, you’ve been waiting for this moment your whole life” “well if I have, so have you.” “Hmmm you might be right,” she said as she placed their plates on the table and poured them each a glass of wine. She went to put her apron back in the kitchen “Will you can sit down you know.” “I know” she gave him a weird look when he stayed standing where he was. When she came back to the table he pulled the chair out for her and then sat down himself. “I was really nervous for tonight” William chuckled “more nervous than I’ve ever been for a date, not that I’ve been on many” “why?” “I don’t know I guess I just wanted it to go well” “That’s cute Will, I think its going pretty well so far, don’t you?” “yes” he said and he took her hand across the table briefly before they both went back to eating. Kate got up to clear the table William placed his hand on her wrist to stop her “let me” “fine you wash, I’ll dry”.

 “Cup of tea?” “Oh yes please” “I’ll bring it into the sitting room in a minute, you can turn the TV on if you want” Kate said pointing in the direction of the room she was talking about. When she walked in with the tray of tea she found William sitting on the couch “there wasn’t anything good on TV so I just put the radio on. She sat down next to him and listened to the music – it must have been a 90s station. As the opening notes of ‘No Matter What’ by Boyzone played she smiled “I love this song.” William stood up and held out his hand “would you like to dance?” she took his hand and he spun her around, their hands were locked and their heads close together. He spun her again, this time only half the way round so her back was against his front and his hands were wrapped around her stomach, his head sat perfectly in her shoulder. They danced until the early hours when they both decided it was time to go to bed. They went up the stairs hand in hand and gave each other half smiles as they slowly pulled away when they said their goodnights.

 *** 2011

  “Kate, I didn’t know you had your first date at home.” “Nobody did, Mum and Dad would have killed me if they knew I was alone in the house with a boy all weekend.” Pippa gasped and a shocked expression made its way across her face exaggeratedly she said ��CATHERINE MIDDLETON” “relax Pippa, nothing happened. Not that time anyway.” Her eyes met Williams and they smiled knowingly at each other.

[mickandnils]

I'm not saying Haylor proof but Haylor proof.

[belgianeyes]

They............... they....... they photoshopped.... ripped jeans.... on Her Majesty the Queen.....

[quick-like-norris]

Hello! 👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻

Heya. So since this is a new blog I figured I’d introduce myself. I’m a 20-something single mom of one very active little munchkin. I’ll talk about him a lot. We live in the Midwest and I absolutely adore it. The changing of the seasons, cold winter days, cozy rainy mornings. All of it.

I’m a full-time grad student and full-time mom. Money is tight, but we make due. We live with my mom which is not so great but, hey, we have a roof over our heads right?

I am obsessed with all things Royal (especially the British and Swedish royal families). I’ve had a few blogs on here that have fizzled out but I’m hoping this will stick. I’ll post mostly royal stuff with a smattering of food, photography, writing, and every day life. I also love to write. I’m hoping to start a prince harry fanfic soon because it’s been bouncing around in my head for over a year.

I also may have gone a little overboard with excitement when Harry and Meghan’s engagement was announced today 😍😍😍😍😍

[willandkatealways]

The Press

A/N This is my first will and Kate fanfiction

Catherine, Duchess of Cambridge walked into the apartment she shared with her family and leaned against the closed door. Tonight had been her mother's birthday celebration and it had been so much fun until the paps she knew they were just doing their job but it was tiring for her. She hated the cameras and flashes in her face, at least they hadn't said anything to her the way they used to try and make her upset. "Baby is that you?" She heard her husband call and sighed he would find out eventually. She walked into their living space and saw him cuddling with their youngest son Louis "I am home darling." William smiled, "we missed you." He said as he stood to wrap his arms around her, his tone was light but she saw in his eyes the storm of emotion and knew he knew about the paparazzi following her.

She reached out for Louis and enjoyed the sweet smell of her sweet boy. She kissed his soft hair before turning to her husband, "Where are George and Charlotte?" She inquired after her two eldest children, "they fell asleep waiting for you." Kate nodded and kissed William's cheek before turning with Louis out of the room. She needed to compose herself, if she broke down and cried it wouldn't be because of the paparazzi and she wasn't going to let her children see it.

After she lay down Louis in his crib she checked on George and Charlotte, she smiled when she saw William coming out of Charlotte's room, "that girl cannot keep covers on her to save her life." He said with a smile, knowing his daughter took after him there. They walked into George's room hand in hand. George was sleeping on his stomach still bundled up but both arms were in a superman pose. They each kissed his cheek and smiled at Lupo standing guard.

William watched his wife has she tidied the nursery, the nanny, Maria had already cleaned up but Kate loved to do these chores. He had been furious a few hours before when his assistant had called and told him about the paparazzi following his wife from her sister's flat. She was calm when she had come home but he knew how these events had hurt her before.

Together they walked into the kitchen where Kate started to make hot chocolate, a sign that her nerves felt raw. Finally she looked over at him, "I know that you know what happened. Yes they followed me but I promise the guards got them away from me. I am fine."

"I know my love, I just hate this you should be able to go out without being hounded. We have done everything right, even that awful baby parade which we both hate." He hated escorting her in front of the press after the children were born, normal fathers would get to just leave with their wives still in dressing gowns and slippers. Catherine walked over and put her arms around his neck, "Billy, I love you and I knew what I was in for. I am okay, we are okay." He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, "I love you so much. You and the children are my life."

Later when the pictures came out he didn't get as angry, he sighed and threw them out. As long as Catherine and the children were all was well.

A/N I know that was short it was nagging at me to be written. I apologize for any gramme or spelling mistakes.

#willandkate #fanfiction #royalfamilyfanfic

[tinchentitri]

Look at the little nod Harry and Kate share in the end!

Catherine, William, and Harry being supportive and giving a slightly nervous looking Meghan some gentle guidance before her first public curtsy to the Queen as they leave church on Christmas Day || December 25, 2017

[the-wales-5]

"Mad about you"

~~ December 2020 ~~

Catherine entered her husband's office and asked:

"William, could you record me, please?"

"Sure, what's the occasion"

"Message for someone's team" she replied

"I have seen for whom. You left a piece of paper on your desk yesterday. It is for the 1851 Trust, right?"

"Are you annoyed?"

~~~ July 2015 ~~~

The Duke and Duchess Of Cambridge arrived at Portsmouth to watch "Ben Ainslie Racing (BAR)" taking part in the "America's Cup" race organised by Benedict Ainslie and so to meet with him.

Catherine was excited since morning. She was a fan of water sports for years.

"Why are you putting on so much makeup? " her husband asked as he entered the room where Catherine was standing in front of the mirror

"Am I? It's a normal amount of makeup for today's occasion, I think"

"Is it for him? For Mr. Ainslie?"

Do you mean Ben Ainsile?"

"Ben? You've met him 2 times and you are referring to him as 'Ben'? You really think it's normal?"

/

The races have been cancelled because of strong winds. But Catherine was still spending good time by taking part in virtual races and also enjoying herself in the company of Mr. Ainslie. Unknowingly leaving her husband in jealousy again.

Later, they were presenting trophies. The Duchess went to give one to Benedict. They were also sharing a 'loving' look. William was pretending to be alright. In fact, he felt like was about to explode from furiousness.

Catherine was looking with 'heart eyes' at someone else. Was it because she felt unappreciated by him after the birth of Charlotte just three months ago? Or maybe he was assuming too much and it was just a look and smile?

They were silent on the way home from Portsmouth. Kate was thinking if Charlotte was alright without the ability to see mum for a few hours. William, on the other hand, was wondering how to start a conversation with his wife about what he had seen.

"Catherine" he spoke up finally.

She was too focused on thinking about Charlotte and could not hear him.

William cleared his throat and repeated: "Catherine, are you here or somewhere else?"

She finally looked at him.

"I’ve said your name two times. What were you thinking about?"

"Charlotte. I was thinking about her. She's left at home today, you forgot about it?"

"No.. Never mind."

Catherine looked through the window and wondered, "Is he still annoyed because of my makeup? " .

For the rest of the way home neither of them said a word.

**

"Kate, can we talk now?" William asked as soon as they entered their house. "You were visibly enjoying yourself with Mr. Ainslie today. Oh, sorry, correction; with 'Ben'

"Are you assuming something?" Catherine rolled her eyes "You are still angry towards me because of makeup, that silly little thing like eyeliner? Are we again at the university or did the teenage phase catch you?"

"Excuse me, what? 'Teenage phase' ?

"It did, right?"

"No. I was just asking…"

"Yes, you were asking unnecessary questions.."

Right after saying that, Charlotte's mother quickly went to her room.

After eating dinner and putting George and Charlotte to sleep, Kate was sitting on the couch and checking the email box. William sat down next to her. He wanted to apologise but right in that moment he noticed that she was reading a new message, from Benedict Ainsile and his team. Catherine was smiling at the screen. William could not hide his jealousy anymore.

"Why is he writing an email to you?"

"It's not a private email for me but an official one. Look, you are included here too" she said as pointing at the "HRH The Duke Of Cambridge" written at the end of the email and smiled a little.

"Yes but the biggest " thank you" is directed to you"

Catherine was now getting frustrated. "Yes" she replied confidently "To your information, it is rather obvious because I've met the "BAR" team a few times and I have seen the official trophy of America's Cup last year too"

"So that is the reason why Mr. Ainslie writes emails to you? Maybe soon he will be sending you text messages as well?"

Catherine scoffed and replied then: "Do you know that you are sounding like a mad person now, William? And do you know that it happens for absolutely no reason?"

He looked at her with jealousy and mocked her last words "no reason". He made sure that their children wouldn't hear him, then approached Catherine and hissed as saying louder: "You were looking at him in a sweet, flirting way. Your eyes literally turned into hearts".

"What do you mean?"

"STOP BEHAVING AS IF YOU HAVE HAD NOT ENJOYED THE WAY HE WAS LOOKING AT YOU BECAUSE YOU HAVE!. While I was standing there like an idiot, trying to keep a poker face to not encourage the media to create stupidest headlines.. SEE? THAT'S WHY I AM GETTING JEALOUS AND THAT'S ALSO WHY I'M SOUNDING LIKE A MAD PERSON! "

Catherine was shocked, she had no idea about her husband's feelings and how a 'simple' look would make him feel irritated. She went closer to him and gently touched his arm.

"Look at me, William.." she said quietly

"What do you want?"

"Listen to me.. I had no idea it would make you feel like that. I was just trying to be polite.. Well, maybe too polite.. But--.. But it doesn't change a thing between us. It doesn't change the fact that you're the most important person for me and the most handsome man I have ever put my eyes on and.. And I love you"

William looked into her green eyes, yet pretended to feel hurt by her actions for a few seconds.

"If you love me, can you prove it somehow?"

"How?"

"Look at me in the same way you did with that man and--.."

Catherine was not listening to him anymore, just pressed her lips on his. After the kiss, William caressed her lips and said: "Well, I think I believe you.. Although, it may take a few kisses like this one to make me feel fully convinced about your feelings, my wife"

Catherine giggled quietly and replied: "I think I might accept this challenge.."

William and Catherine were reconciled after that night but less than a year later, he had another reason to feel jealous.

~~ May 2016 ~~

The Duchess of Cambridge got an invitation from "1851 Trust" to take part in the race in Portsmouth, as the team was preparing for the upcoming America's Cup.

On 20th May 2016, the situation about 'too much makeup' was repeated but this time in a more joking way. William also remarked on the fact that his wife was wearing a skirt instead of trousers.

"It is just for the beginning of engagement, I will wear trousers later for the race"

"Don't let him flirt with you"

Catherine shook her head and smiled.

William smirked, kissed her and whispered:

"Remember that you're mine.."

"I know. I'll be back in less than 2 hours. "Don't be jealous, please" Kate chuckled, and yet before leaving, she kissed her husband on the cheek.

Her engagement was full of fun for her. Firstly, she was looking at a new machine for virtual races. Later she went to change clothes and was soon wearing a special suit. She still had to wear a helmet and had difficulty fastening it. Obviously, Benedict Ainsile was there to help her, and soon, she could start following the race.

Little did she know that William would be busy trying to follow her engagement as much as possible through the Internet. He trusted her but he couldn't say the same thing about Mr. Ainslie.

//

"I'm back!" Catherine said as she entered home with a smile on her face. She couldn't notice either her husband or children in the living room, so she went to the kitchen. William was standing near the kitchen table and pouring water into the glass when he noticed her and forced himself to smile, saying:

"Oh, you already came back"

"Yes. Have you managed to take care of our kids?"

"Yes I have. And what about you? Was your engagement good?"

"Yeah.. I think I'll go to Charlotte's room. Is she sleeping now?"

"Yes, she is but can you take a look at something else first?"

"What do you mean?"

William drank full glass of water to calm down himself and replied: "A few photos"

"Oh, did you take pictures of Lottie when I was away?"

The Duke went to the living room where had left his laptop and opened the website with his wife's recent engagement coverage.

Catherine followed him, and soon she had seen photos that were showing Benedict Ainsile helping her in putting on a helmet.

William looked at her and his eyes seemed like they were full of question marks while Catherine had no idea what to say. William broke the silence.

"Tell me what happened there"

"Nothing. It was just help"

"Why did you agree?"

"To what? I could not fasten it properly myself so he helped me, that's it."

"Really?"

"Yes. You seriously thought I would flirt with him again?"

"You had it in mind, if you would not have then you wouldn't let him help you. There were other people 'available' to help you, why couldn't you ask them? "

William's voice was now loud and he couldn't hide it. Catherine decided to not be calm anymore, she had enough of this argument that was nonsense in her opinion. She replied louder:

"Ben offered me his help! Was I supposed to say that he can't help me because of my husband?"

"Yes!"

Catherine was looking directly at her husband, nearly hissing the same way as he did the last time they had an argument about Mr. Ainslie.

"DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT YOU HAVE ME WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER AND I'LL DO EVERYTHING THE WAY YOU WANT ME TO?! "

She sat on a chair in front of William's laptop and breathed deeply.

"Am I controlling you?"

"Are you not? Do you really think that I am that stupid, William? Do you seriously think I am not jealous of you sometimes? I am and it happens more often than you think. It's always been like that. I've always been jealous, during university time for obvious reasons, then after our breakups happened and I still am jealous."

Her husband was about to say something when she spoke up again:

"In comparison to you, I am not trying to control you like a mad woman"

"Kate.."

She was not listening to him, she was hurt and furious. She stood up and continued: "And you clearly remember how I erased the word "obey" from my marriage vows. I am not someone that you can control. How could you follow my engagement? I get that you do not like Benedict but, oh gosh, this is hilarious. You were aware of the fact that I will have an engagement with Ainslie today and we even were joking about it before I had left home. What changes now? What's the reason for your anger? One photo taken out of context?"

"Out of context? You are maybe not guilty here BUT HE SEEMED TO ENJOY IT WITHOUT HAVING TO SEE ME THERE! and maybe that's why you couldn't refuse his help? Maybe you had a need to flirt? "

"WILLIAM!

"WHAT? I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT HOW HE WAS STARING AT YOU THAT DAY IN PORTSMOUTH AND NOW I SEE HE IS HELPING YOU. THIS IS SICK."

"You know what's sick? The fact that you're still assuming the same thing that you did after that day in Portsmouth. Your behaviour has not changed. And--.. "

Catherine's voice was now suddenly breaking. She could not stop it even though she wanted to. She knew she had to leave the room as soon as possible because it was going towards the point where she would burst into tears in front of William and admit she's heartbroken. "I have to stay strong" she thought and said after clearing her throat: "And I feel like you have changed and you're not trusting me anymore. I know I am probably not giving you enough of my time as it used to be yet before Charlotte was born, but everything changed when we decided to have kids. Everything. Our daily routine, the way I see myself physically and mentally. One thing has not changed for me, but, as I am noticing since more than a year, for you, it has changed, apparently. Good to know.." She sniffed and left the room, nearly running just to hide her tears from her husband, but it was not successful. He could feel her emotions. He could feel how sad and disappointed she was in him.

"DAMN IT! " William cursed and closed his laptop harshly.

***

Catherine stayed in another room the whole night crying. Her husband was not sleeping either. He felt guilty. He realised that he made a mistake when he's been accusing his wife of something and unknowingly ignoring and hurting her for nearly a year now.

It was 2:35 AM when The Duke decided to try to talk with Kate again. As expected, the doors were closed so he just sat down and leaned his body on them.

"Catherine.. I know you are not sleeping. My control of your engagement or actions was wrong, I can admit it. I'm sorry for everything I've said and for shouting at you."

He sighed deeply and continued even without knowing if Catherine listened to him or not.

"I hate Benedict Ainslie and perhaps I am getting too obsessed but I love you. I am mad about you. I can’t imagine losing you, that's why I am acting so oddly. That is why I'm so possessive. I just love you, Catherine".

The Duchess was looking through the window at the raindrops flowing down after it stopped raining an hour before. She was trying not to listen to William's voice, but it was difficult. Not only because she loved hearing that voice, and it was bringing her comfort, but because his recent words were making her heart skip beats. He really meant every word he had said, and it melted her heart to pieces despite sadness. Although, she was still not ready to open the door and to look at him.

2 hours passed and William wanted to give up right at that moment..

"Babykins.. Try to understand me and if you cannot then please just say it. I'll let you sleep peacefully. Be ready to hear similar words and declarations in the morning but for now I'd give up and go to the other room finally. Just say something."

Catherine was now feeling sorry for him. She stood up and opened the door. Her husband was still sitting in front of the door in the same position as before. He stood up quickly and looked into his wife's eyes. She avoided it and asked as trying not to smile:

"You really were waiting here for 3 hours?"

"You heard everything, right?"

She nodded. William lifted her chin upright and she whispered:

"I am so sorry too.."

"Hsshh.. It's not your fault. I was acting terribly"

"No, not you.." she whispered again and sighed

"Kate, no.. You are not guilty here, you did nothing wrong"

Catherine was now trying to act seriously, saying: "Benedict Ainslie. He's guilty of everything. It's his fault that we were fighting.."

She giggled and then her husband touched her cheek and caressed it with his thumb.

"That's true" he whispered "But still I want to apologise to you"

"You do not have to.. You've already said it all when I was 'sleeping' "

They both chuckled and right then William cupped Catherine's face into his hands.

"I will join you at the next America's Cup in July and he will not be able to flirt with MY wife anymore" .

Catherine wanted to kiss him but she stopped, saying with a smirk on her face: "No"

"What?"

"You will not join me there if you won't fulfil my requirements. Well, maybe two of requirements"

"Shall I kiss you? Two times?" William giggled

"That's not the case. You'll promise me to never accuse me of ridiculous things"

"I promise"

"Well, one requirement is fulfilled. Now the second one. Kiss me."

William smirked and said cheekily: "No. You have to fulfil my requirement now"

She raised her eyebrows. William giggled and said: "You have to tell me about all the moments you were jealous of me, babykins. During university days, after breakup and nowadays"

"My requirement was easier.." she sighed

William pressed his lips on hers, lifted her up on his arms and while she was giggling quietly, he said as still smirking: "I'll kiss you now but you will have to tell me about your jealousy phases tomorrow."

**

The next morning. They were both exhausted after getting only a few hours of sleep but still brave enough to wake up at 8 AM to take care of George and Charlotte.

Catherine was sipping on her tea and slowly eating toast when her husband said:

"Your turn now"

"What?"

"Your stories about jealousy, I'm waiting"

Catherine groaned and sighed "Do I really have to talk about it?"

"No excuses accepted." William looked into her eyes and smiled evil.

"The first time I felt something was.. Oh my god, that's embarrassing!" She said as feeling quite annoyed by the fact she had to reveal it

"Tell me"

"It was yet before we went on a first date, before the first "I love you" but already after that situation with the 'kiss' after the fashion show, you know.."

"So you were falling in love or, at least, you were impressed by my attempt to kiss you. Weren't you?

"No? No, I was not! " she replied as she tried not to blush

"Alright, next story?.."

"2007. We broke up, and I was seeing photos of you partying with your friends and some girls. And that’s it, I think"

"Is it really? Yesterday you said you feel jealous nowadays too"

"Yeah, that’s true, but I think you can read my mind now, and so you know exactly what I’m going through when you are looking at other women. I know I’m not looking perfect sometimes so.."

"Excuse me? "

"I’ve said the truth" Kate sighed

William gently grabbed her hand and said: "Catherine. You know that I love you no matter what you think to yourself sometimes, right? And that you’re perfect for me every day. Even now, when you are without makeup with dark circles under your eyes for not getting enough sleep. Maybe this way, you look even better than with makeup.."

"Stop joking"

"I am often joking but not now"

She just smiled shyly and her husband kissed her on the cheek, then said:

"Well, I think I fulfilled your requirement too"

"You have, indeed"

They smiled at each other and William added: "Get ready to see my possessive side during the America’s Cup this summer"

"You wouldn’t have to show it"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I do not want to have another argument about that guy"

"That guy? You were calling him “Ben” not so long ago"

William tried not to chuckle when Catherine said as she smiled: "I’ve changed my mind" .

***

~ 24th July 2016, America's Cup, Portsmouth ~

At the beginning, The Duke and Duchess Of Cambridge met with the children from Catherine’s patronage “1851 Trust”, people hosting the Cup, then it was time for the start of the race that was about to happen this year despite foggy weather.

William helped Catherine to go onto the yacht deck. Soon they were watching the races. At one point they thought cameras were not pointed at them because they were shielded by the part of the yacht.

"You have not meet Mr. Ainslie yet" William said amusingly

"I will when there'll be time for giving trophies and medals"

"I hope his team will lose. I really don’t want you to meet him today. You belong to me"

"it would be stupid if I wouldn’t meet him or rather his team"

"You told me that I wouldn’t have to be possessive today"

"You do not--.."

Catherine’s husband looked at her and the second later he kissed her yet before she finished her sentence

Their faces were only inches apart when she said: "Someone will see us here. What are you even doing right now? Another way to show your possessiveness?"

"Who will see? All these people are interested in watching the race and you’re the one that shouldn’t be" .

Now he started kissing her neck. Catherine tried to control herself and stop her husband, so she squeezed his waist.

"William.. I meant the cameras.. They'll take a photo"

"Even if they will see us it will not be a clear photo or video. They only see that we’re standing close to each other, nothing else. Don't think about it now"

"Why are you doing this? Is it your new way of jealousy?

"I don't know but at least I have control on who you are smiling at or looking at when I am kissing you."

He kissed her once again on the lips and then just looked towards the cameras that were, correctly to his wife's assumption, directed at them. He just smirked and thought "You couldn't see anything clear" .

At the same time Kate's cheeks were nearly red. She was blushing and her thoughts were a pure mess, shock mixed with sort of excitement.

After the races finished, The Duke of Cambridge was not happy because Ben Ainslie Racing" had won the race, and so his wife was supposed to give him a medal. Yet before that, they both met members of both teams and congratulated them for good work. Catherine also had a short conversation with William's 'rival,' but she was acting more professionally than ever.

"You won't do it" William said teasingly as they were standing on the stage, shortly before Kate was about to give medal to Mr. Ainslie. She looked at him astonishingly with a question mark in her eyes.

When it was announced that "BAR" won the race, William went towards Benedict with a medal.

Catherine was looking at her husband lovingly as realising he was actually the funniest and the most handsome man.

~~ 2016 - 2020 ~~

Neither Catherine and especially William had any meetings with Benedict Ainslie. No more attendance at America's Cup. Back in 2019 William decided that if Catherine misses watching races they can organise their own annual races called "King's Cup Regatta" where they'd raise funds for their charities. The main reason for him was the inability for "Ben" to meet with them again though.

The only time when there was a connection between these two was in 2020 when Catherine had a telephone call with Ainslie. William was trying not to be jealous, but he couldn't help himself.

"Only a phone call, okay? The camera will be turned off"

~~ December 2020 ~~

"Are you annoyed? "

The Duchess asked quietly after her husband told her about finding a piece of paper with a reminder to record a video message for "1851" and so Benedict Ainslie.

"I am not and I am actually happy that you've asked me to record this video."

William smirked and then added as looking deeply into his wife's eyes:

"But I have a little requirement.."

"A requirement?" she smirked

"You'd have to mention our races"

"What?"

"New Zealand, 2014. Do you remember?"

"Oh yes, I do. Okay, I agree. Can we--.."

William held her hand and said:

"Wait.. You can't smile too much because then he'll think it is for him"

Catherine tried not to laugh as she said:

"William, please.. If he ever felt something towards me then I am sure he surely realised that I am only yours.."

"It is better to be careful anyway" William said and wanted to kiss his wife

"You can kiss me after the video is ready."

The Duke of Cambridge sighed, went to take the camera from his office and followed his wife towards the garden.

~ The End ~ ♡

As she felt William's eyes on her, Catherine was not thinking about what she had to say in her video but about how lucky she was to have someone who could be jealous, possessive sometimes too but mostly someone who loved her more than anyone else ever could.

[catherinequeenie-benstridge]

What if - Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5, HERE IT COMES!!! Oooookay so we left Kate and Pippa after discovering that Steve if actually William. Will she be angry? Will she forgive him?

Read to find out...and try to enjoy...😈

💙👑

18th June 2005 

Catherine’s body was raging with anger. She couldn’t believe it. Pippa stood in front of the TV.

-Wow. It’s him. Yes.-She turned back, not giving much thought to it.

-WHAT DO YOU MEAN YES?!-Kate was furious. She really was and she wanted to cream, cry. But why?-Pippa, I had feelings for Steve.

-And? He is still the same, he just changed his name.-The younger sister bit her toast, as if a major bomb had not exploded on her sister.-OH! That’s why he didn’t showed at the date. He was scared to tell you.-Catherine rose an eyebrow at her sister’s discovery.

-Okay Sherlock keep it in.-The tall brunette took a deep breath. 

-Are you going to tell him?

-Absolutely not.- With that she went to her room, not wanting to think about it anymore.

Catherine tried to keep her head off the matter: reading, watching a movie, talking with her mother on the phone...But after dinner, once she was alone with nothing to do in her bedroom, she saw the rose and thought of him. Should she tell Stev...no, William, she knew the truth? Or should she keep going, pretending not to know? She fell asleep with that last thought.

William was nervous. Of course he was. The announcement was made and the first thing that came to his mind was if Kate had recognize him. It was driving him nuts. 

It was late at night when he was wondering Clarence’s hallways, not knowing what to do. He wanted to call her, ask if her sister was okay. He just wanted to hear her voice.

-I guess it will be true there are ghosts in this house.-His brother appeared in front of him.-You are still thinking about that woman aren’t you? I heard she will be the one giving you the tour through the Gallery, right?

-Yes, and?

-I just thought it would be a good time to tell the truth, don’t you think?-Harry walked him in to one of the rest rooms.

-What if she already knows? The announcement was this morning and my voice is not very common. If she is as smart as I think she is, she will figured everything out before Tuesday.

-And isn’t that a good thing? She will have done half the job.-They both sat in two armchairs and poured a glass of whiskey.

-Or she will think I’m a liar. It’s a possibility. And I will lose her forever.-William drank.

-So what? There are tons of women out there and half of them would give everything to be with you. We have it quite easy big brother.-Harry tried to cheer him up.

-No, she is not any woman…-The ginger took a deep breath, he had never seen William like that over a girl.

-Well, then fight for her. That’s what mom told us, right?-There were both feeling emotional just thinking about her.-She told us that if we ever found a woman worth fighting for we had to do it, we had to hold on to her. So do it.

They both smiled, remembering their late mother.

21st June 2005

The following days were very chaotic for both Catherine and William. 

The young woman had everything to prepare at the Gallery, with all the work she had little time to think about who the preparations were for and she passed those days in some kind of shock after knowing Steve’s true identity.

William was in stress, he had two days full of reunions and preparations for his upcoming birthday as well as the visit to the National Portrait Gallery. He had to rehearsal speeches and try lots of new suits as well as receive gifs from headstates from all over the world. 

The two young adults tried to have their minds as busy as they could. Forcing themselves not to think about a certain prince and a certain brunette. 

And then the day arrived. 

William woke up with his desk full of letters wishing him a happy birthday. He went downstairs to have breakfast and found his father, Camilla and Harry already there and, as usual, his little brother had to tease him on his birthday.

-Well, today is the day, right?-The ginger boy pat his back, obviously talking about Catherine. 

-Yes, William. It will be your first solo engagement. Don’t worry, you are completely capable of doing this.-Charles added, unaware of the real topic of the conversation. Harry smirked, looking at William.

-Exactly Wills, you can do it.

The blond prince just shook his head and excused himself, not wanting to overthink the situation he was going to face.

Kate was up and down the Gallery all day, making sure everything was perfect, it had to be. Her superiors left her on charge of nearly everything so he felt under pressure, but tried to remain as positive as she could with the best face she could put up. 

-One hour everyone!-One of the supervisors shouted.

-Catherine, you need to get dressed, come on. The press is all over the street and you are the one giving the tour.-A colleague pushed her to the employers’ dressing room.

-Yes, okay but please make sure that everything on this list is ready.-The brunette handed the paper to the other woman and then she was alone.-Okay…

While trying not to panic, she took the dress her mother and sister had pick up for her. A long light blue gown that tied on her neck, leaving her back nude. It had a see through top that only showed the clothes covering her chest, everything in a V cleavage. She didn’t do much to her hair, only curled it a little bit and let it fall for itself. The hole outfit was complete once she put on a pair of silver heels. 

Once she stepped outside they still had 25 minutes, but everyone suddenly stopped to look at Kate. All she could think about was that she expected William to react the same way.

After what felt like ages, they all were informed that a car had arrived, making everyone step on their marks, waiting for the prince. Sandy appeared with a smile, stopping next to Catherine. 

-Miss Middleton, at last. I’ve heard great things about you. I am sure you will be at your best tonight.-He smiled softly, trying to calm her nerves. Just as Kate was about to talk back a loud cheering and screaming stopped her. The Prince was here.

William stepped out of the car and waved at the crowd and the cameras, he saw Sandy coming his way to greet him and start the tour. Just as they crossed the front door he saw her, in a blue gown, looking at him. The blond man could feel a cold sweat running down his back. He was introduced to nearly all the staff, and then her.

-And this is Catherine Middleton, she will be showing you the exposition.-Sandy presented her and she shook William’s hand, looking him in the eyes and making a small courtesy like they had previously taught them.

-A pleasure, Miss Middleton.-William tried to find some sign in her face that would show if she knew the truth, but she just smile brightly. She looked gorgeous. Just as he remembered. 

-The pleasure is mine...Your highness.-Kate was trying her best not letting her anger take control of her body.- Shall we…?

They entered the exhibition: William, Sandy, Kate and a couple of photographers and cameras to film everything. They were also followed by some Patrons of the Gallery who had been invited to the preview of the exhibition as well.

Catherine was just doing her job, showing and explaining a bit about the portraits to the prince,and Sandy gave little comments. But for William, the most important thing of the hole evening has her, the brunette that had been his thoughts for weeks.

The event went through as expected and it finished with a glass of champagne and canapes in a big room. The Prince made a speech as expected, talking about the work that the Gallery was making. Kate looked at him, holding the glass a little too hard, trying to conceal her anger. She wanted to snap at William but if she did in that exact moment her career could be over.

-He have some nerves…-She muttered for herself as the prince finished talking. Kate tried to sneak out of there before he could reach her, she had noticed William’s intentions to talk to her and she wanted to avoid it.

Right when she was about to exit the room, a strong hand grabbed hers, turning her around. Of course it was William.

-Miss Middleton.-He smiled, charming. Almost making Kate forget her anger.-Why the rush…? I would like to talk to you for a second.

The brunette thought about it for a moment and then looked around, noticing some curious gazes on them.

-Yes, of course. But not here, please.-She then walked straight to one of the exhibitions rooms that was closed. She turned around, looking at him. For a second, her anger took a second place when she saw him standing there, with one hand in his pocket and looking so handsome without the cap and the sunglasses.

-I loved the portraits.-He began. Obviously he would try to make small talk before dropping the subject to the young woman.-I’ve always love art.-Kate just stood there, without smiling, just looking at him, making the prince nervous.-I even studied art for some month at university, you know?

-You can drop the act.

-Excuse m…

-You heard me. You can drop the act.-And within a second, her anger was out.-You really thought I wouldn’t find out? After talking to you here and on the phone? You actually believed I wouldn’t recognize your voice on the TV when they announced that you would come here? You have some nerves, Steve.-She said that name with a bit of hurt.

-I can explain, Catherine...I

-You what? -She took a step closer to him.-You were bored and decided to come here and play with me? Was the night you found Pippa on the street planned?-She wanted answers but deep down she wasn’t sure if she wanted to hear them.

-Of course not!-Now he stepped closer.-Look, I get that you’re angry and you definitely deserve to be. But please, let me explain.-She was about to talk back but he didn’t let her.-It was still me, all the conversations, everything was me. William. I just used a different name to protect myself and you.

-Me? why on earth would you need to protect me?

-Because every girl I’m seen with ends up chased 24/7 by the paparazzis.-He tried to make her understand.-That’s why I came wearing a cap and sunglasses, that’s why…

-That’s why you didn’t show up at the date.-She talked quiet now, like she suddenly realized. She could feel tears starting to run down her face.-I don’t think it compensates, William…

The prince’s heart broke when he saw her crying. He reached out for her hand.

-Catherine. I did it because I like you. From the first moment I felt this connection with you and I can tell you felt the same way. Like we were destined, like we were meant for one another, like we had already meet in another life.-The brunette let go of his hand and slapped his face. 

William just stood there, he deserved that more than anything. He felt terrible to make the woman cry. Kate was sobbing, trying effortlessly to stop. Then, the prince phone rang.

-That would be my bodyguard, he may be looking for me.-He looked at Kate.-There is a party for my birthday tomorrow, nothing too big.-The phone rang again.-If you felt the same way as I did, please come so we can talk, more calmly. Please.-And with that he left. Not letting her say anything. Instead, she let her tears fall free.

Later that night when she got home, Kate found her sister waiting for her. 

-You didn’t have to wait up, Pipps.-The older sister sat down on the couch.

-In case you needed to celebrate or confort.-She smiled.-So, what’s it then…?

-I...I actually don’t know…

-What do you mean you don’t know? What happened?!

Kate told everything to her sister. The tour, the speech, the conversation, the slap...everything. She tried not to cry again, she felt like she had been doing it too much in a very short time. Pippa just listened, opening her mouth a little more every time her sister told her something new.

-YOU SLAP THE FUTURE KING OF ENGLAND?! My goodness you are fierce.-The younger woman laughed.-But, maybe you should go to the party Kate. Don’t you think deep down he deserves to be heard…?

-I’ve thought about it...yes. But I don’t…-She was interrupted by the bell of the front door. Kate and Pippa looked at each other.

-Who can be at this hour?-Pippa was the one to get the door. Kate leaned back and took a deep breath.

-Pipps? Who is it?-She could hear the door closing and footsteps coming out the stairs.

-Uhm...Catherine…?-Her eyes opened when her sister said her hole name. that was not a good sign.-There’s someone here who..wants to talk to you…-Kate stood up and started walking to see who was it, praying it wasn’t William. 

And indeed it was not.

-Hi Miss Middleton. I’m Harry Windsor.

Chapter 4 | Chapter 6

[katefiction]

Hello.

Well hello there.

I must say it’s been quite some time since I’ve ventured into Tumblr on anything but a lurking basis. 

The whole reason behind this blog stemmed from me seeing @cambridgemadness talking about some of the old ‘smut’ fanfictions on here.

With permission, I’m re-posting Maria’s stories.

A.

[cambridgefamilyfiction]

Table Trouble

Will had been trying for almost two hours to put together the IKEA coffee table his flat mates had bought. It was a good thing they were all out at the moment because his craftsmanship resembled anything but a coffee table. One of his female flat mates in particular would be teasing him relentlessly; in fact if he listened hard enough he could hear her laughing. Like she could read his mind she walked in the door from her last class of the day, greeted him with a quick peck before bursting into fits of giggles when she saw what he was trying to do. “Hey! Quit laughing and help me would you?” “Oh no no no no no no no, you are a big boy you’ll work it out.” And just like that she was gone again leaving Will feeling very sorry for himself on the living room floor.

Kate had gone to have a shower, still giggling to herself, she though how hard could it be to build a table, he has the instructions right in front of him. But then again he hadn’t had to do anything like this before. She wondered if he’d ever heard of IKEA let alone been inside one. When the shower was off she went to grab an apple from the kitchen, when she left the bathroom she could see that Will was no longer on the floor with the ‘coffee table’ in front of him. Taking a large bite from the apple she was now holding she set off in search of her boyfriend.

 Kate knocked lightly on Wills door and a defeated sounding William said, “Come in.” Kate had to hold in her laughter when she walked in, he was sitting there with the misshapen table reading the instructions with a worried look in his face, he kept turning the page and rotating it as if it would all make sense when it was upside down. “It might help if the instructions were the right way up.” “Well I already tried that and look where that got me” he pointed to the pile of table parts in front of him. She had walked over to him now and was gently massaging his shoulders – who knew building a table could be so stressful she thought to herself. She felt his muscles start to relax in her hands and said, “ Here, lets just start again” she took the screwdriver out of his hand and started unscrewing everything.

 Will watched on like a lost puppy as Kate tightened the last screw on the table, which now actually looked like a table. He was amazed because it took her about half an hour from the moment she started taking the screws out to the moment she screwed the last screw in. “who knew you were such a handy man” Will said, “who knew you weren’t” she replied. “Low blow Middleton, you’ll pay for that later” “Oh yeah and how exactly will I be paying for it?” she asked. “Just you wait and see.” “Now my not so handy handy man why don’t you take this down to the living room? No one will have to know it was me who built it, it can be our little secret.” “I’m starting to think we keep too many secrets” he was no doubt referring to the fact that they had not told anybody other than their families about their relationship that had now been going on for just over six months. The secrecy of it all was starting to take its toll on both of them, but they knew it was for the best.

 That night after William had snuck into Kate’s room, they were lying in bed, talking softly, faces close together, Will was playing with her hair. Kate bought it up first “I can’t believe you don’t know how to put together an IKEA table! You are such a Prince!!” “That is precisely why I can’t, I’m a prince, I have never had to do anything for myself” he replied. “That is such a lie and you know it” she said giving his arm a gentle smack in protest of that last comment. “Here is the deal, I am going to buy a piece of IKEA furniture every week, and we are going to practice building them together until you can do it by yourself.” “Sounds perfect,” he said before leaning in to seal the deal with a kiss.

[ohnohetaliasues]

Where the Maple Leafs Are {Ch.3}

(Kat)

We keep going farther and farther down the rabbit hole.

If you guys are reading this, I love you guys a lot. Thank you for sticking with me another year, and as you can see, I've put up the Christmas logo and updated the theme. You guys rock, and I wouldn't do what I do without you guys. 

Let's begin.

(Warning: There are some touchy issues and me getting very angry later, so just a heads up.)

The first meeting

After I eat some scrambled eggs we left to go to the meeting which was only five minutes away.

Two tenses in one sentence.

This is how I found myself in front of the other Countries. I knew what I was going to say and how it would play out because I had written it before we even got here.

Oh right. 

This is her fanfiction.

"Alright let's start with your questions."

"Vhere do you come from?" asked Germany.

"America in a world where you don't exist in real life. You see my world doesn't have personifications of their countries."

"In real rife?" repeated Japan

"You're one of Japan's anime. That's how I know who you are. I'm a big fan!"

"A fan? Ohnononon!"

"Shut it pedobear!"

FRANCE IS NOT A RAPIST OR A PEDO. 

STOP TREATING HIM LIKE ONE.

HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO POST THIS SCREENSHOT?

France went to his emo corner.

Come here, bby lemme hug you.

England sniggered and america flat out laughed

"I told you the hero always gets the girl!" said America

I have no idea what he means by that.

"Yuck! That would be like dating my dad! You're my country America! ... Where is my maple tree?"

That is a good point, Author-Chan.

"Maple!" said Canada holding out my Canada

Why did you feel the need to name your tree? It's kind of redundant.

"Yay! Canada took care of my Canada! I named him after you!"

"Wait you know my name?" asked Canada

"Who are you talking to Sam?" asked America at the same time as Canada

Read the manga.

And it will show you that America and Canada know who each other are. They do not do the 'who' thing, which got old very fast anyway.

I asked for a sec with my finger turned to America and stated a little angry

"Your brother Canada, asshole, now I'm half deaf so when people talk over others I can't tell heads or tails of it! so shut up for a sec! " waving my hand at my right ear angrily.

...Huh?

"Yes Canada I remember you! You're my favorite! Take me out on a date? Please!"

"Ummm, maple! ….ok" He said very quietly. I smiled happily watching his face blush bouncing on my heels in happiness

Why does he keep saying maple? 

Also, you just said dating America would be like dating your dad, and Canada's human age is the same as America. 

Also, YOU JUST MET.

"How did you know my name was Sam?" I randomly ask

"It's stitched on your backpack dude I swear that's as far as I looked."

You said earlier that you looked through her stuff.

"Thank you, I guess"…I pull out my laptop and america whistles

"What is this a super computer?"

"Super computer? No that's a laptop they start to come out in 2000's or so. You guys have computers right? Yours are big though right? Like fill up a whole room big?"

Uh. Problem.

There is no internet or cell service in 1941.

You will have no internet.

"That's right." Said England

"Yeah you had a computer during the war, 1943 or something right? It was called… col… something…" I thought aloud trying to remember back to my history class.

"Ve should get back on track." Said Germany

Yes. Thank you, Germany.

But don't say 've' or you sound like Italy.

"Right! I propose that this war ends before it gets any worse. I will be the compromiser and when I say something is fair its fair ok? We need this to stop before it really begins!"

IT HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR THREE YEARS. THEY ARE NOT GOING TO ACCEPT THE WORD OF SOME GIRL IN A TIME OF GLOBAL CRISIS THAT IS ALREADY KILLING MILLIONS OF PEOPLE ON BOTH SIDES YOU DIMWIT.

"How long does this war last?" asked England.

"Exactly 6 years and one day" the room went silent at this. "Do you have any idea how many lives can be lost in 6 years? Any idea at all? 60 million over 2.3% of the world's total population. That's not even including the disease and hunger deaths or all the Jews that died in the concentration camps" at this point I'm standing and leaning my hands on the desk in a very Germany kind of way.

You know why this hasn't been touched in Hetalia? Because it's a touchy subject, and it deals with genocide. DO NOT DO THIS.

I pull out my laptop to see if I had internet. I did! 

As I said before, IT IS 1941. YOU DO NOT HAVE INTERNET.

THE INTERNET AND THE WORLD WIDE WEB DID NOT EXIST YET.

TIM BURNERS-LEE WAS BORN IN 1955.

DO YOUR RESEARCH.

I pulled up pictures from the concentration camps, and shoved the laptop in front of Germany three people down.

WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT YOU MONSTER.

YOU

CANNOT

STOP

A

WAR

THAT IS

HAPPENING.

His eyes widened staring at the pictures google came up with. His eyes were locked on a group of naked men. Their naked bodies so starved that their manhood's weren't visible.

1. They would be visible. 

2. AND GERMANY KNOWS. HE KNOWS AND IS HORRIFIED, BUT HE CAN DO NOTHING TO STOP IT. IF I WERE GERMANY AND I WAS SHOWN SOMETHING LIKE THIS, SOMETHING I KNEW JOLLY WELL ABOUT AND COULD DO NOTHING ABOUT, I WOULD BREAK DOWN AND CRY. A LOT OF PEOPLE IN GERMANY WERE NOT ANTI-SEMITIC. WHEN THIS NEWS GOT TO THE GERMAN PUBLIC AFTER THE WAR, THEY WERE ASHAMED AND HORRIFIED.

THE HOLOCAUST IS SEEN BY THE GERMAN PUBLIC AS THEIR NATIONAL SHAME. THEY TRY TO DO EVERYTHING IN THEIR POWER TO MAKE UP FOR IT, THOUGH THEY KNOW THE GENOCIDE OF MILLIONS OF PEOPLE IS INEXCUSABLE. THEY ALLOW REFUGEES TO ENTER THEIR COUNTRY, THEY TRY TO TAKE IN MINORITIES AND BE AS ACCEPTING AS THEY CAN. DO NOT TOUCH A SUBJECT YOU CLEARLY KNOW NOTHING ABOUT. YOU DIMWIT. 

"You have to stop this Germany" I let this sink in for a minute. 

HE CANNOT.

"I know the future! I know what will happen to each and every one of you… if you work towards this goal I will warn you of disasters. Like say, America's 9-11, Japan's power plant. 

Which one? And there is no mention of Chernobyl. 

Also, where is Russia?

England's Princess Kate. 

Um. No. Princess Diana is the one who died.

The Duchess of Cambridge, Kate Middleton, is perfectly safe.

Do your research.

And so on and so forth." I hadn't given real warning so far America, japan and England wouldn't understand. Well maybe England and japan would jump to conclusions but they didn't KNOW.

Why did you put 'know' in capitals? And capitalize *Japan. It's a proper noun.

The three of them looked terrified. 

I think confusion would be their dominant emotion right now.

I turned back to Germany who was scrolling down the page looking at other pictures. I gently closed my laptop.

"Germany can you tell me what your earliest memory is of?"

He blinked at me for several seconds "I remember vaking up alone in a big crater. Prussia found me and helped me get strong. Vhy?"

When... when did that happen?

"So you don't remember how you started out?"

"No Prussia zaid I got too close to a bomb."

"ze awesome Prussia saved his life!"

"Italy, don't you think it weird that one blonde disappears from your life and then another appears later? Same hair style and everything?"

"Ve~ I did a-wonder when I first saw him. Why do you think I stuck so-a close to him in the beginning?"

Oh no.

Don't be Serenia.

Please.

I'm begging you.

"Good! I was hoping you weren't that obvious." 

I think you mean *oblivious.

Germany head was flipping back and forth watching us talk about him. I pulled out my sketchbook flip to a picture of holy roman and Italy painting together.

Italy's eyes widen and tear up.

I literally can't anymore.

From the angle you can't see what they were drawing so I ask

"Germany what was Italy drawing do you remember?"

"A-animal?"

"Poor little Holy Rome I'm sure he's embarrassed, Italy did you know he thought you were a girl back when you both were kids?" I had been watching Germany so I saw him blush lightly

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?

WHY DO YOU HURT ME IN THIS WAY?

"Look! His blushing! Lolz"

"Lolz?" asked America

"As people got more technical with phones and computers and everything abbreviations came about to save everyone time lol stands for laughing out loud… Alright let's get back to business. I would like for us to all agree to stop fighting as much as possible. For an extended period of time. There will be punishment if you agree and then backstab me ok? I understand Germany that you can't stop yet and I understand that everyone else can't roll over to Germany but everyone else stop fighting each other."

tHIS IS JUST MAKING ME SAD AND ANGRY ALL AT ONCE.

"The hero agrees!"

"I agree"

"Of course"

"I want everyone to at least explain what happened here to your bosses. Germany?"

"Ja?"

"Don't tell your boss. Is this meeting over?"

"Ja, meetings over" he sighed tiredly

What is HAPPENING.

I AM ROCKING BACK AND FORTH IN MY SEAT. 

I walk over to Canada loop my arms around his and cuddle into his arm. Loving his blush I whisper in his ear 

"Let's go to a coffee shop?" and out the door we went.

You are in the middle of a war.

A WAR.

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It's redundant, that's what it is.

Tea at a coffee shop

"Why did you get tea at a coffee shop?" Canada said

Because tea is better.

"I've been spoiled with extremely good coffee. My parents have a coffee roasting company, so anything less tastes like crap. And plus I like tea. What about you and your Americano?"

Oh, how lucky.

And if you have so much money, how do you not know history?

"It's a very popular drank in Canada-" I reached over quickly and pulled up his right sleeve then moved over to his left finding both smooth I smiled widely happy that he was ok.

????????????????????

"Did you just do what I think you did?"

"A lot of your fanfiction are about self-harm, matt. I needed to know if we are to get serious"

"Fanfiction? Self-harm?! Maple!"

"Fanfiction basically? Its where the shows fan's write fiction about the show."

"And these people think I would do that?" he whispered so quietly I barely heard him

Yeah, I'm with Canada.

"Well matt you are treated badly.

By who?

 People have self-harmed for less so…until you're ready for me to check the rest of your body can we drop this?"

 his face turned bright red and he imitated a fish.

He imitated a fish?!

WHY?

"I grabbed his polar bear and hugged him to my chest he asked "who?"

"My name is Sam."

"Don't feel bad matt, the fans also think that England has an eating disorder."

No... we do not.

I should know.

I am a fan.

I have never heard that headcanon.

Anyone who thinks that should stop.

"What's your full name?" asked Canada latching on to a different topic

"Samantha MarieHager"

"Samantha… it's pretty"

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It's still redundant.

My date with Canada has ended and I'm being walked home to America's house.

"Will we go on a date again?"

"I would like that" he was smiling

"K. it's your turn to ask me out though."

His smile got smaller and he looked very nervous.

"You don't have to worry about that. I'll say yes."

His smile came back full force. Stopping at the door step, I lean over and steal my first kiss with Canada. 

YOU JUST MET.

He was beet red so I laugh.

What does that even mean?

"Goodbye, Canada." I say closing the door behind me.

"He treated you right, right dude?" I jumped and turned America was to the right of me watching Canada gape at the door through the window.

"Yes, he was very gentlemanly. It was funny to flirt with him and it was nice to make him happy. He's smiled more today than he has in two seasons and a movie all together."

"I can see that. he's smiling now."

"I wonder how long you'll remember him."

"Remember who?"

"I think there's a curse on Canada. Probably something like out of sight out of mind."

"Who's Canada?"

I walk away

"I wonder if England did it by accident… since England can't remember who Canada is either, he wouldn't remember what he did to forget Canada. I can see it now, in his depressed state he just wanted to forget you after you left so he created a curse and shot it at who he thought was you. Since Canada looks so much like you."

"But why doesn't it work on you?" America said looking upset

SHE JUST WALKED AWAY.

"Either because I care about him in a strongly romantic way or because I wasn't here then or because I'm human and not a country."

And if you become a country I will blow up a cruise ship.

I was on my laptop now sitting at the kitchen table writing some more of the story.

There is still no internet, and you are in the middle OF A WAR.

"So what did you think about my speech at the meeting? Have you talked you your boss?"

"It was AWESOME DUDE! You were all like not today suckers! This war's not happening! I have talked to my boss."

NO.

IT'S STILL GOING ON YOU ABSOLUTE DIMWIT.

AMERICA HASN'T ENTERED YET.

BUT IT IS GOING ON IN FULL FORCE IN EUROPE AND ASIA.

WHAT ABOUT THE OCCUPIED COUNTRIES? THE TENSIONS? THE DEAD? ARE YOU JUST DISREGARDING ALL THAT?

IT IS NOT THAT EASY TO STOP A WAR.

DO

YOUR

RESEARCH.

"That would be… "I googled it." Roosevelt. From what I know about him, his for it right?"

Yeah, you got something right. FDR was president from 1933 to 1945. 

"That's right"

"Can we go talk to England?"

"Yeah I guess why do you want to talk to him?"

"You'll find out, let's go. We can go out to eat, his choice ok?"

"His choice! But he'll never choose burgers!"

There are more options on any menu ever than just burgers. 

"Trust me." I said closing my laptop. "I have my reasons for this."

"Fine but only because you're my citizen."

I am so so mad about how much this person acted like WWII wasn't a fixed point in history. It would alter the state of the world if someone just went and stopped it. Oh wait, she didn't, because the war began three years ago, in 1939, and it is 1941. 

I can't.

I cannot even.

I am so mad I could spit.

I'll review more later.

~Kat

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Cambridge family fanfiction

Does anyone know of Duke and Duchess of Cambridge or family fanfiction? I would like to read some

[catherinequeenie-benstridge]

I wrote a small draft this morning, it's short but the idea popped in my head! Hope you like it.

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The children were spending the day with her parents, Carole and Michael wanted to give the couple a peaceful day for themselves before the summer holidays were over. Catherine was upstairs, at Kensington, dressed with some short tights and one of William's sport shirts.

She was looking for something in the back of her wardrobe when her phone ran due to a notification. She thought it would be William texting her to come down and when she turned around to reach for the phone she hit her head with a shelf.

-Oh Bloody…-She rubbed her head while looking at the screen.-WHAT?! BUT!-She stepped out, carefully this time.- Why am I hearing of this now?!

She looked at the screen some more and then…

-William-She had to find him. 

The duchess ran quickly downstairs to the living room where she had left the Prince.

-William? WILLIAM?-She ran to the kitchen.-Wills? Where on earth is he? -She ran to the nursery, she didn't know why, she was just running around shouting his name.-WILLIAM?! 

-Wills. My goodness, how hard can it be to find a 6 foot man?!- She even went up again, looking in every room. Just as she was about to go down the stairs, she looked at her phone screen once more to make sure it was still there. 

-William!!-She ended up in the kitchen again.-Wills?

And then he appeared in the kitchen, out of nowhere from the garden. 

-Where were you?!-The duchess asked.

-I was outside darling, my father called me. I heard you scream my name, what was it?

-OH, YES, LOOK.-She practically ran towards him, nearly making him fall, showing him the screen.

-Oh, they are making a movie.-Kate face changed suddenly. From cheering to serious.

-A movie? A movie, William?- She stepped back.-This is not just A MOVIE.

The prince started smiling. He loved when his wife showed off her fangirl side.

-This is the Downton Abbey movie, OKAY?!-Kate pointed at her phone, pretending to be angry.-You know how I was with that show. 

William smiled more at that sight, he hugged his wife and kissed her cheek.

-I know, I remembered.

-So do not call it just a movie.

-Okay, I am sorry babykins. I am excited too about it. And we will try to go to the movies with some wigs and caps, okay?-He laughed but she tried not to, instead the brunette pinched his arm.

-Okay, you are forgiven.-She made an all-knowing face but William picked her up like a bride, making her scream.

-Oh am I, Your Ladyship?-He smirked as she put her arms around her husband's neck.-I was planning on giving you a proper apology.

The duchess licked her lip and bite it afterwards.

-You absolutely can.-She kissed him as he began walking towards the bedroom.