Obligatory Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it probably isn't mine.

"The natural compatriots' palace perspective:
A realistic imagination
The imitation of form
A natural fantasy"

Title: Words from the Witch
Characters: Kim, Bonnie
Word Count: 343
Rating: PG-13
Summary: A witch and a wannabe prince have a rather one-sided conversation.
A/N: This little short was heavily inspired by the Utena Movie.

She stood in a room filled with white sheets hanging on the walls and sprawled across the floor. Bonnie, wearing a white and sea-foam green school uniform with a ridiculous amount of frills, sat in the center of the room. Languidly, she painted her nails. "The wannabe prince finally pays a visit to the witch. So, Possible, what do you want?"

Suddenly, a chill ran down Kim's spine. She didn't know why she was here. She didn't want to be here. "I don't know."

Bonnie placed the bottle of nail polish to the side and beckoned Kim to come closer. She shouldn't. Bonnie was a witch, after all, but then their eyes finally met and looking into those blue eyes entrapped her. She moved to Bonnie's side.

"There never was a prince and there will never be a prince. You will never be a prince." Bonnie whispered into her ear. They'd look like lovers to anyone watching. Kim hated this sitch. "Do you know why, Possible?" Bonnie bit down on Kim's ear, drawing blood.

"W-w-why?"

She kissed the wound. "Because the prince has to be tireless and selfless." Her fingers caressed Kim's other ear. "The prince must be saving people, constantly." Violet nails dug into pale flesh. "But a man tires, or he falls victim to his desires." Her hands moved down to Kim's inner thighs. Even with the fabric between them, they were well beyond uncomfortably close. "He can never be a prince." And just when Kim couldn't take the touches anymore, Bonnie pushed her away.

She licked the blood off her lips. "I know this and accept it as true; that makes me a witch." Kim turned around to leave, but Bonnie stopped her with one last question. "What will you do, Kim Possible, wannabe prince, with the knowledge you've gained?"

Kim woke up, the dream already fading into nothingness, but her answer still raced through her mind. I'll still try. But the doubt lingered, and Kim couldn't help but wonder if this whole hero business was really such a good idea.