Multiversal

“You vicious brute!”

“Stop that! Hush, now. Hush!”

“Aw, come on. It wasn’t my fault.”

“Now, tell me: what’s your pleasure?”

“Please, I don’t want to see anybody.”

“I should have been home hours ago.”

“You win. Come on. I’ll take you home.”

“If you grow careless, don’t blame me.”

“I was so embarrassed… and frightened.”

“I don’t need you to shelter and protect me.”

“Oh, don’t even mention that horrible place.”

“I thought you were right behind me. Honest.”

“All right, all right, you guys! Lay off, will you?”

“Oh, no, no, no! Thank goodness you’re not hurt!”

“Huh. If anybody ever needed a muzzle, it’s him.”

“Aw, come on, kid. Start building some memories.”

“Uh, I beg your pardon? Were you addressing me?”

“Oh, now, now. Who could ever harm a little trick like you?”

“I’ll show you what I mean. Look down there. Tell me what you see.”

@multiversalshenanigans dreamed: "You grew up in a tower too?" (Rapunzel)

"I did, my bedroom was in the attic of my home, and it was in a tower."

Spring green eyes sparked with curiosity, most princesses she met couldn't relate to her at all. Maybe Ella could, Rapunzel hoped so.

"That must have been quite the climb at the end of every day." Rapunzel wasn't sure how much of a touchy subject this was for the other princess, her tower could still be touchy for her too.

While Fiyero was out grabbing his provisions, she pulled a few potatoes and onions from her makeshift larder and used her magic to start a fire so she could cook their dinner.

When Fiyero returned Elphaba's heart leaped in her chest, him being here sent a thrill through her.

Looking over what he'd brought the witch smiled.

"... Yes." The tree had been a hollow husk when she'd first stumbled across it, but with the help of the Grimmerie, she'd helped coax life back into it and helped it grow and expand to fit her needs.

It wasn't much, but it was shelter and that was enough for now.

Elphaba went to fetch a knife so she could prepare their meal.

@realmyths

"Only through your brother's stories, his reputation preceeds him." Lyanna said with a fond smile.

And while she had never met Daenerys' other brother, Lyanna could tell her feelings about that brother were complicated to say the least. And Lyanna couldn't even blame her.

"Rhaegal..." she shouldn't assume, the dragon could easily be named after Daenerys' mother the late Queen Rhaella, but the name made her heart skip a beat.

"Sounds like a very productive afternoon." Edmund smiled, their youngest son was still quite young, but was a jolly little fellow who Edmund enjoyed greatly.

Offering Violet his arm, Edmund smiled, most people who had been married as long as they had weren't as madly in love as they were when they met. But Edmund and Violet were, with no end insight.

If Edmund had one wish, it was that they're children find love as unending as theirs when they were grown.