#teacupbelle

@teacup-belle - Captain Hook aka Killian Jones Quotes - accepting

 Playful or not, she was trying to trap him in his own words and he had to grin at her in amusement. It was a ploy he had used many, many times in his deal making. She was going to be interesting to have around he decided. Perhaps if anyone would see through his loopholes it would be her and the very idea was intriguing. What could he entrap her with if he could at all?

 “I suppose that’s true in certain things, dearie. It goes back to what I said though. Believing doesn’t make things true, depending on what they are.”

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 “Well I suppose that means you’ll all die when the ogres come rampaging in,” he tittered in reply.

 He giggled as he stepped back and began to walk about the room, making the men there with he and the fiery little princess shrink back. This caused another giggle to rise up from his throat until he finally stopped at the map and figurines obviously used for battle strategy.

 He clicked his tongue as he looked over the indents where those figurines had sat before, places that he knew were now over run with the beasts. He pointed his index finger to each spot and each area started to turn black as if ink had been spilled on it. But he made it seem as if he were merely distracted by the map and touching places at random before he looked back up to her.

 “Am I to understand we have no deal princess?”

Belle looked away. She was not the type to indulge in this kind of conversation, but this woman truly brought out the worst in her, and she felt it wrap around her mind like an unruly vine.

“It may not be for me to say, but I don’t think I could ever forgive you for what you did to Rumple. Or to Bae…” Belle shook her head. It sickened her. “I know we all have our journeys, but you left him in a state no one should be left in.”

 But then she was calling out to him just when he’d reached the doors that would lead out of the war room and he turned back with a knowing smirk. She wouldn’t have asked him to wait if she wasn’t second guessing her first declaration. Good it seemed at least this one knew that her resposibility was her subjects first and her own wishes came second. In this case, their lives being on the line. He just wondered why it had taken so long for her to draw to that conclusion.

 “Ah, but there’s another stipulation, princess. You see, you will be leaving with me, living in the Dark Castle and taking on the duties of any non-noble house wife,” he answered, his voice taking on the impish and teasing quality.

 He wondered how far he could push, wondered if she’d bend to her own comfort rather than the lives of her subjects. He’d seen it many, many times in many different noble families. Would she just be another self entitled noble, or would she forsake all to save her people? It was an outcome he looked forward to seeing either way.

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Belle couldn’t stop the smile from sliding across her lips as she took in the sight of the rock-hard confection. Despite how her mouth watered for Granny’s usual cake, she was touched by Ruby’s effort.

“You remembered? Ruby,” She took her friend, her eyes beaming in earnest. “Thank you. Truly. This smells like true effort,” She added with a giggle she couldn’t hold back. “…Effort I wish I could eat, but I’ll take it one step at a time.”

She poked at the sad pan stuck to its contents and tilted her head as a crazy idea entered her mind. “How about we try to make one together? If Granny has the recipe written down or in a cook book, I’m sure we could face the challenge”

          Though Ruby had certainly put in the effort, the fruits of her labor could only be described as abysmal -- and that was putting it gently. Still, she accepted Belle’s playful jab directed at the sorry excuse for a cake and chuckled softly at it, though she was still clearly embarrassed that such a kind gesture had gone south.

          Ruby had never been very good in the kitchen, and it showed.

Bae roamed through Storybrooke happily as he strolled home from school when he found a book lying in the street. Not knowing who’s it was, nor seeing someone running to claim it, Bae took it to the town bookstore in hopes of finding it’s owner. “Miss Belle? I found this book... and I was wondering, is it yours?”