Codes: K/S, OCC (Tommy) Humor (Tuppertrek)
Summary: The Frog-King in Jim-style
Disclaimer: The characters in this story don’t belong to me. I only borrowed them for some fun. No moneymaking, no violation of copyrights are intended. The story is mine and it is just fanfiction. If you are under age, please stay away. If you have a problem with this topic, then look elsewhere for your entertainment. English is not my native language, so please be patient with my mistakes. Thanks to Susan for the beta. For all remaining errors, blame me.
Once upon a time...
There was a beautiful prince...ss, whose name was Jim. She, er, he had beautiful golden hair, lived in a splendid palace and wore the prettiest dresses one could imagine. This palace also had a large garden in which Jim liked to play with his golden ball.
Yet one day the ball fell into the deep fountain in the middle of the garden. Jim bitterly cried over this loss when suddenly a speaking frog emerged from the fountain and promised her. him, that he would bring the ball back. As a reward Jim should kiss him.
The prince...ss promised that eagerly, but when the frog came back with the ball, Jim suddenly refused to kiss him. He just couldn't do this with this wet beastie. It just was too much to ask - after all he was a prince...ss.
But the frog did not let him go that easily. He hopped to the king and told him about Jim's broken promise. The king was a severe man who expected his daughter. err son to act honourably, so he insisted that the prince.ss take the frog to his rooms.
When Jim saw the wet animal hopping around everywhere and leaving wet traces on Jim's noble, expensive carpet, he became so furious that he threw the frog against the nearest wall. The frog hit it with a loud blow and suddenly in front of Jim stood the most beautiful, dark-haired, very sexy prince with pointed ears that one could imagine.
"I am Prince Spock,' he explained. An evil magician had condemned him to live as a frog until a beautiful prince.ss would free him. Jim fell instantly in love with the handsome prince."
"And then?" Tommy asked curiously, opening his eyes again and looking questioningly at his father who was sitting next to his bed. "Then they got married and had two beautiful children and reigned together for ever." Jim stroked his son tenderly through the dark hair.
"I want a prince, too Daddy. Or rather a frog."
"For a prince you are still too young, darling. By the way they are hard to find those days. And a frog will not come into my house."
"Then I want to be grown up." Jim sighed, it looked as if would take him more time to get the four-year-old boy to sleep today and he had made such nice plans for this evening with his own prince. Spock surely had already finished his shower and was waiting for him in the bedroom. Naked!
Jim bent down to kiss Tommy's ear tip. "That'll still take a while, love, but if you fall asleep quickly you'll perhaps dream about it. Be a nice boy and try to sleep now. Daddy wants to go to his prince and play a bit with his… err ball."
Spock looked up, somewhat surprised and frightened, from the scientific journal he was reading in bed as Jim entered the room, talking to his personal electronic remainder: "Remind me to ask the costume service of they have a suitable frog costume for me."