"I’m not here to babysit the princess—I’m here to just give her some cotton!" He shouted. He had no idea why everyone thought he was here to coddle the princess—the sooner she was off his hands the happier he’d be!
Once Mary was gone he reached into his pocket and drew out a few pieces, tossing them toward her. “Here—put these in your ears and you won’t have any trouble. Not that you’ll have too much since you’re going to be staying down here.”
He paused at her question and then tilted his head a bit. “No…not really. I stick to the forests more so…I’ve had dealings with those witches once or twice but not regularly. Put the cotton in your ears and you’ll be fine like I said.”
Mary blinked and glanced at him sideways and gently tugged on her unprotected ear. And merely softly stated, Especially as he seemed already in one of his fierce veins. “Then do as thou wilt Huntsman,” before continuing on her way. After all she had no authority over him. He was not of their pack but a wandering brother to their wild-kin. Besides if he were he wouldn’t not be under any Omega or healer’s care for long such as she was. Nor was it her place, but he was wither he liked it or not the most suited out of them all to deal with the Princess. After all their brushes with royalty and nobility for the most part were limited to say the least.
Emma blinked and caught the pieces of cotton deftly with a raised eyebrow. “Thank you.” she stated politely and calmly. She’d ceased being one for being babysat years ago. Being protected in some degrees was another story, the whole reason she was here at present was in part because she slipped up as she was guarding the backs of her smaller band than normal where slipping away or rather thought they were in the clear.
She being carefully putting the one piece in her one ear and nodded slightly. As she stated in reply, “Ah, not much of a sea lover, than? I’d rather be far away from them as possible myself.” She half asked with a wry smile. ”If I may be so bold, why on earth then become a Pirate?” Surely a man of his skills had other options..”You have naught to worry of on that front.” she stated firmly as she began to work the other bit of cotton between her fingers. .
He frowned at her question. This was really no time to be going into his history but if he didn’t he’d probably be hounded to death. People always asked the most unwanted questions in the universe honestly…
"Well it seems jobs on land are rather scarce unless you want to fight in that bloody war with your parents and the Queen, right?" he rose an eyebrow. "And I’m sick of the whole lot of them—if those three manage to blow each other up the world would probably be a better place."
Belatedly realizing he was talking about the death of her parents he frowned a bit, “Except to you of course…but you’d probably be a better ruler anyways.”
The Queen had abused him, her parents had abandoned him…he saw no reason why he should care about or be loyal to any of them. Monarchy was a cursed and overrated system in his opinion.
Emma raised an eyebrow she wasn’t sure wither he was baiting her or simply venting. And with a soft sigh she replied, “Sad but true in most regards. It’s one of the reasons I became one as well.” If only part of the time as it were.
And then then her jaw tightened at the second comment her eyes flashed but eased only slightly at his belated comment. And sat back a bit more. And looked wry, “More than just me, I assure you.” She replied an half wry steely edge creeping into her tone. Before she glanced fleetingly toward the door momentarily. “Maybe in some ways,” she admitted, “They do their best to make good out of a bad situation.” The whole situation as far as she knew it was complicated and snarled at the heart of it all with hurts and anger.
"Regina never agrees to end this peacefully, and mother can’t bring herself to end things in certain matters herself." but not for a lack of trying, She confesses and she’s certain if anyone this man deserves to know as much if he didn’t already.Even she had her limits though. "Unfourently even the best of intentions can go awry." She states wryly. Case in point being she ended up exactly where she was now because of her own. Lifting her currently tied right wrist slightly to tuck some hair behind her ear.
Just kiss the girl!
Snow White shows Belle the Christmas traditions of this World in the form caroling.
"Tell me once again just why I’m actually doing this" his old yet new friend asked him, giving him a death glare if there ever was one, both of his hands resting over his hips as if he were trying to intimidate him into letting him off the hook with this…as if.
"Well, you are just all too good, dear friend…really, I would advice you to get a bit of backbone till next December" he joked, nudging the sheriff with his elbow.
"And why do I have to be one of the remainders and not…well myself?" he asked, looking up at the horns he had been given for the yearly Christmas party in Storybrooke, celebrated by each and everyone of the residents.
"You’re not just any rain dear, chum, you aren’t Dasher or Blitzen, you are the one and only Rudolph. There’s a honor in there somewhere…and to answer your question, I used to be the hatter. And mad or not, I am not celebrating the first Christmas together with my daughter without one on" he explained, hoping that Grace…well Paige, would enjoy this time as much as he did.
"Well at least I’m not one of the dwarfs. Could’ve been stuck being dressed as a helper, it could be worse" Graham said, a small sigh of thankfulness in his voice.
"Well, I wouldn’t say that…" Jefferson said with a wide grin, pressing a small button on the nose that completed the Rudolph outfit, the dark, winter sky lighting up with the red blinking of the nose.
"Oh my gosh! Have you’ve ever seen anything so wonderful in your entire life?" his reunited asked, clinging to him with a force greater than he ever thought possible as she looked up at the night sky, making him believe she was seeing something like a ship flying across it.
"I think I might have…what are we in awe over?" he asked, following her gaze as to see what she was so amazed by.
"The clouds are falling down! I’ve never seen anything like it before…" she continued, reaching out her hands to catch the first bits of snow that were indeed slowly moving down.
"Actually it’s Snow, Ariel…" he explained, not being able to help the smile on his face as he looked at just how happy she seemed to be here.
"Snow White is here?" she asked, even more confused than before…it seemed that the librarian hadn’t been joking when she said Ariel didn’t know the ways of this World…but he would be more than happy to explore it with her, if he could be by her side.
Disney Princess Movies before and after name changes.
"how can we improve these titles?"
headcanon: the reason why remus chose that particular compartment to sleep in in poa was actually the compartment that the marauders used to sit in
THE SERIES ENDED SIX FUCKING YEARS AGO AND THE FANS STILL FIND A WAY TO HURT ME.