#bookishbiker

Cruella’s life down here had been rather pleasant. As well as it could be since she was dead. Once again she was feared by most, and there was nobody to stand in her way, no heroes to go around fixing all the chaos she and her lover caused.

Well, up until this point in time.

Somehow, with the passing of dear Captain Hook, all the heroes decided to venture in and save him. The effort would prove to be futile, she knew that. Because nobody got out of this place. At least, no one who was dead. You either moved on to greener pastures, or you went down to the fire. Which was one of the reasons she tried not to solve her unfinished business. She preferred to stay here, to live in the only way the dead could.

Was it a surprise to her when the young man walked in? No. What was more surprising was the baby he carried with him. It was making those annoying little squawks, and she cringed. Bloody children.

Beau got up off the bed and began pacing around the room good lord what had he done. Sure he and his boyfriend weren’t on great terms but that didn’t mean he should go around sleeping with other people. This wasn’t good not good at all.

“Your married and I’m bloody engaged” he shouted and continued to pace around the room. “This is a disaster. “

Snow closed her eyes and took a deep breath, somehow hoping that things would just go back to normal the moment she opened them again, but somehow she suspected that this wouldn´t be the case. She bit back a sigh as she opened her eyes again then, watching him pace across the room.

“I know that.” she then told him, almost rolling her eyes. She wasn´t stupid, what they had done might have been stupid, but there was no taking it back now. “Would you please sit down? You´re driving me crazy!”

Send me “Just for tonight” for my muse’s reaction to yours asking mine to share a bed with them.