Tyler Seguin darted through the pristine hall of Jamie Benn’s palace. He was in a hurry and looked frightened and worried. He knew he’d had until only the strike of the clock at Midnight to have fun at the festival and enjoy himself. And he had. But the clock had struck, just before he was about to share a kiss with Jamie, the prince.

Jamie was a budding King, but he had to get married first. Tyler loved Jamie and thought he was so cool, but he was also terrified because of what Jamie might say if he knew the truth about who Tyler really was, a dirty maiden who did chores.

The younger man running away from the prince was wearing a sparkling pink dress, which puffed out on him. He wasn’t used to wearing a dress, but it disguised him and who he really was...or so he thought. On his head was a shiny silver, jewel-encrusted tiara, which was mixed into his boyish brown hair locks. His eyes were an amber color and bedazzled with glitter sparkles. On his feet, he had on a pair of glass shoes with no heel. (He wasn’t too girly and he couldn’t wear heels either.)

“Wait, Tyler, come back!” Jamie voice cried out.

Tyler quickly descended the stairs, just as Jamie and his helpers came into sight and closed in on him. Suddenly, he was halted by some kind of goo. He was frozen in place and panicking.

He looked behind him to see Jamie and his men halt at the top of the staircase. Time paused, as Tyler sought for what he should do. He began to sing to himself:

“He's a very smart Prince,
He's a Prince who prepares.
Knowing this time I'd run from him,
He's spread pitch on the stairs.
And I'm caught unawares.
Well, it means that he cares-
This is more than just malice.
Better stop and take stock
While you're standing here stuck
On the steps of the palace.”

Tyler moved the bottom of his dress, as he tried to figure out what to do and then he managed to slip out of the shoes and step to the side, out of the pitch or goo on the steps, meant to ensnare him.

“Alright what do you want?
Have to make a decision.”

He dropped down to sit on the steps, slumping over, as he sang:

“Why not stay and be caught?
Should I give that a thought?
What would be his response?”

He turned around to look at Jamie, who was frozen in place at the top of the stairs.

“But then what if he knew
Who who I am when I know
That I’m not what he thinks
That he wants?”

He spun back around.

“Or then what if I am?
What a Prince would envision?”

He got back up to his feet and he began to pace back and forth at the mid-level of the staircase.

“But then how can you know
Who you are till you know
What you want, which I don't?
So then which do you pick:
Where you're safe, out of sight,
And yourself, but where everything's wrong?
Or where everything's right
But you know that you'll never belong?”

He turned to look back at Jamie.

“And whichever you pick,
Do it quick,
'Cause you're starting to stick
To the steps of the palace.”

He continued to pace and walk back and forth, before dropping down to sit on the stairs again and then laid down on his back.

“It's my first big decision,
The choice isn't easy to make.
To arrive at a ball
Is exciting and all-
Once you're there, though, it's scary.
And it's fun to deceive
When you know you can leave,
But you have to be wary.
There's a lot that's at stake,
But I've stalled long enough,
'Cause I’m still standing stuck
In the stuff on these steps…”

He was back on his feet again.

“Better run along home
And avoid the collision.
Though at home they don't care,
I'll be better of there
Where there's nothing to choose,
So there's nothing to lose.”

He crawled over on his hands and knees and grabbed his shoes from the goo...or started to grab them at least. He suddenly got an idea and smirked cleverly.

“So I’ll pry up my shoes.
Wait, though, thinking it through,
Things don’t have to collide,
I know what my decision is,
Which is not to decide.
I’ll just leave him a clue:
For example, a shoe.
And then see what he'll do.”

He turned back to look at Jamie again, smirking. He put one of the shoes back on his foot and placed the second one back in the goo, smiling and singing:

“Now it's he and not you
He’ll be stuck with a shoe,
In a stew, in the goo,”

He got up to his feet and then ran back up the stairs to the mid-level:

“And I've learned something, too,
Something I never knew,”

He threw his arms out to the sides, very elegantly.

“On the steps of the palace.”

As he sang out, “palace”, he continued down the stairs and ran off into the woods. Jamie unfroze finally and came down, halting to pick up the shoe. He looked at it and then back up, watching Tyler flee into the wood. He smiled to himself though, cocking a pose and nodding his head, as though thinking the man were clever.

Notes

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! XPPPP
Doesn't he look pretty???? XPPPP
Gosh, I've been wanting to do this since I thought "what would Tyler Seguin look like in a dress", well...I made the edit and it reminded me of Into the Woods, so...here you go, Tyler Seguin as Cinderella from Into the Woods!!
Okay, I had to get this out of my system. Enjoy the mental image and this one-shot. :P
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p3-sWl7y_sY - Here's the video and actual song, if anyone's interested.