❝ the oldest movie i ever saw was the one we wrote together ❞

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tfln overflows!

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@sheriffing

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I certainly respect the dedication to change, but you may want to take this one up with your parents.
:)

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My parents the deputy and the elementary school teacher?

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Emma.

[ Do you feel the side-eye coming thru the phone. Just in case... ]

😒

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[ that's right, Belle missed the bulk of the Emma-in-denial storyline. rest assured, she's great at it in every aspect of her life.]

Belle.

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There'll be plenty of time for a visit once the cookies are in the oven!
You should bring some to her and her family as a present.

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Do you think they're safe for bunnies...?

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It's not like there's meat in them...
Wait!
We can also make carrot ones. Vegan! With edible flowers!

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Oh wow.

You're a genius!!!

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Wait. Are you saying they're going to eat it all before you get to it?

Obviously, don't take a bite mid-delivery. It's my reputation on the line, too!
But there's plenty of stuff here to make more.

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No, no, I can get a slice for myself! They're just ravenously hungry but

I have a friend or two who will definitely make sure I eat something.
No sneaking a bite mid-commute, I promise!!!

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Good. I can't imagine getting a half-eaten pizza. 😮‍💨
Finn, you never told me your favorite pizza topping.

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It's butternut squash!

My friend Yuri says he's glad it's not garlic and he laughed. Not sure what that means... 🤔

@graveresemblance

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My stand mixer was up there. You said something about the sticker on it? Idk, it's shiny. A lot of people like it.
You could have just asked for a copy or something.

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oh god..i'm so sorry
i cant even tell if that was me or
either way, i'll pay for it okay?

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Oh, it was definitely you. Someone took video. My advice: check your socials. Do some clean up, maybe.
Or not. Maybe you're a viral legend now.
And I'm certainly not letting you pay for an entire new cabinet. If you're handy, though, I wouldn't say no to repair help. :)

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my what? i dont have any of that kinda stuff. viral??? no no it cant be that big....
i'm a little handy i guess, i'd be more than happy to help you out, after all i did

for ben.

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When a door, a portal, an entryway opens, there's no one-way access. Anna and Elsa might be (hopefully) safely back in Arendelle, but Storybrooke remains the same, and after spending twenty-eight years without magic, clearly, it's trying to catch up. A portal opens. Something goes in. Something comes out.

There's a boy in Belle's library, and she's never been so shocked at how literal magic's transactional nature is.

If there was any commotion over his arrival, if there are any more like him, Belle missed it; Rumplestiltskin has crossed the town line, and in these early days of separation, she's kept to herself, trying to find some sense of normalcy. A notion that feels more and more foolish by the second as she stands in the library's tiny kitchenette, tucked in the back behind the office. A pot of tea steeps on the counter while her hands, unsteady, slice an apple and arrange it next to other fruits on a paper plate.

Belle is certain she does not have a son. Belle is also certain that she shouldn't leave the boy who claims to be such (according to the haphazard debrief she received from the Charmings, who ushered him in and left almost as quickly as they appeared) alone for too long, knowing what magic can do to one's senses and general orientation.

There's a sick feeling dripping into her stomach that this is all Rumple's doing — his way of slipping back through the cracks, his loophole, for all he loves those. The paring knife slips through the fruit, softly thudding against the cutting board. She keeps busy.

Belle doesn't necessarily know what motherly instinct feels like. She'd always wanted children, but that concept seemed so far on the horizon. Even now, it's difficult for her to fathom, but she's experienced enough with other worlds, with stories, to question that potential reality. She reminds herself that in some mythologies, time is cyclical: what is to be, already is.

And so it is.

Plate loaded with fruits and crackers, Belle loads it onto a tray along with the teapot and two paper cups, taking a deep breath and treading into the library proper, toward the table where she'd offered him a seat.

"I hope you like tea," she says, expression curling into a nervous smile as she carefully places the tray on the table. She unstacks the paper cups and nudges one toward him. "I'm — sure you're hungry. There's a little bit of everything."

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Ben wasn't sure how he came to this place. His ex-girlfriend Audrey must have spelled him to disappear somehow, and this is where he woke up. His kingdom was in trouble, and he was sent somewhere far away, and he knew his girlfriend and parents were probably worried sick about him... it wasn't like they'd be able to find him. He didn't even know where he was.

It was almost like he was sent somewhere that was kind of like home but completely different. The Snow White he knew didn't look like this. This Snow was kinder towards him and when he mentioned Belle he was ushered into the library. This made ton of sense. His mother loved reading books, but this Belle wasn't his mother. This was so unreal to him.

As he looked around, he knew that he'd get lost in here. Upon seeing Belle, he smiled at her. "I do like tea. I'm starving." he took the cup carefully from her and took a sip of his tea. "You must think I'm completely crazy. I'd think I was crazy." he carefully took a piece of fruit and started to eat it slowly.

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Her smile became more pronounced, and she nudged the containers of creamer and sugar packets toward him. Belle had done enough unexpected travel in her years to know the value of creature comforts after a hard landing.

She had questions. She had so many questions, but for the moment, she let them (and him!) settle, busying herself with two of her own sugar packets before she paused, ripped paper hovering over the black tea.

"I don't think you're crazy," Belle said, expression melting into something comforting, something concerned, and even if what he said was casual, well — maybe he was the type to use casual humor to cope with something very real. Her instincts urged her to reach out and lay a comforting hand on his arm, but she kept to herself, unsure of the boundary. "Trust me. Sometimes it seems like once we overcome one fantastic ordeal, we don't get a chance to breathe before the next one."

That was a life lesson, right? Belle stirred her sugar into her tea.

"Why don't you tell me about home? About —" About her, about their home life, "— Mary Margaret and David, you didn't recognize them, did you?"

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Being sent here by Audrey was a cruel joke. He was sure that she didn't mean to send him here, but it seemed that there was no turning back now. This Belle seemed different from his mother, and he hoped that he'd actually get to know her. How many Belles existed in this world? He was going to find out sooner or later it seemed. Unless this was a dream. He pinched himself and winced, so he knew it wasn't a dream he was wide awake currently.

"Well, that's good that you don't think I'm crazy. This place is different from the place I am from." He took some of the fruit off the plate and started to eat it slowly, it tasted really sweet like back home so that was a good sign.

"You want me to tell you about home? Alright I can do that." He wasn't sure where to begin. "Home is basically a magical kingdom called Auradon. My father sent all the villains to live on the isle of the lost including their kids." He paused for a minute to take another drink of his tea. "I was becoming King when I turned sixteen that's how things were in my family and my first decree, I chose four kids from the Isle to come to Auradon. I'm an only child. My mother would have liked this place she adores books."

He shook his head. "I don't recognize them at all. My Snow White is a bit different. David is just Prince Charming. This place is similar to Auradon we just live in a castle instead of a town. I also attend the private school my parents built."

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hi are you around?

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For a bit.

[ u know she gonna send a full screenshot of the loaded calendar. ]

What's going on?

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Oh wow!!!!
You don't have to answer me right away!

​​(​ it's noon but, well, he's getting to that. ​)

Did I ever tell you I sort of have a boyfriend ....?
Well, not "sort of."

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No?
But sure. He can use your food discount as long as you're with him.