Eldest of Three

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            "And what exactly did you spill this time?              You watched a battle between the ale              and the floor and the floor won the upper              hand?"

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              "Well it's a good thing you know                when to flatter me or you wouldn't                have such a pretty face."

"Well aren't you sweet?"

"The stars look especially lovely tonight."

"I've never seen such gorgeous eyes before."

"May I have this dance?"

"I can't stop thinking about you."

"Let's build a pillow fort together and eat marshmallows in it!"

"Want to play a game?"

"Let's play tag!"

"Stop being so cute!"

"Let's get to know each other over dinner."

"All I want is snuggles and kisses."

"Let's go to the park and have a picnic!"

"Let's just enjoy the day."

"Want to watch the sunset with me?"

"The sunset looks absolutely beautiful."

"I don't think anyone could ever be as lovely as you my dear."

"You look incredible in that."

"It's quite stunning, isn't it?"

"These flowers, I got them just for you."

"Would you like to dance with me?"

"Do you believe in love at first sight?"

"I think I'm in love."

"You're the best friend I ever had."

"Could you ever consider us as more than just friends?"

"I want this to never end..."

"Can I kiss you?"

"I want to kiss you..."

"Never have I felt this way about anyone before."

"A fairytale with a happy ending always brings a smile to my face."

"Just being next to you is electrifying."

"Sometimes I just can't control myself when around you."

"Let's dance!"

"I want to hear you sing."

"Let me sing for you."

"I could never leave you, I love you too much!"

"I'll always be right by your side to protect you."

"You'll never feel alone with me by your side."

"I want to always protect you."

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    After stepping into the hallway Belle faced the curious stranger with eyebrows arched and lips parted. The brunette glanced back and forth between the girl and the supposedly unused door. It looked like a seemingly normal entrance to take.

“Oh…

Why not?”

     Sophie glanced towards the door,      the color dial locked onto yellow.      She'd forgotten where that entrance      lead, after going so long without      use she often wondered why they      had the option in the first place.

His eyebrows lowered and a scowl crossed his lips as she practically insulted his very look. He was ruggedly handsome, thank you very much.

"At least I’m not sporting the ‘Plain Jane’ look," he retorted hotly, gesturing to her own clothing. "It’s called style, and frankly I’m not sure you know much about that.”

She glared at him intently, crumpling the skirt of her mouse-gray dress in her fists. Of course it was plain, her hair alone made her stick out like a sore thumb.

                    “Neither is holding them at arm’s length.                     I helped raise my sister’s children, remember?                     And anyway, he likes it.”

“I’m not good with names, but I am good at asking. What is your name?”

                    “Sophie, you really do need to learn how to hold Morgan.”