guidosbaby

"I want the most beautiful girl in the land."  "and what will you give me in return?""                    "anything!" "if you lost her would you give yourself to the queen?"     "yes,…"       "then we have a deal beast." Beauty looked out the palace window as Snow and Ella futzed with the layers of Ella's dress. Beauty was just that, beautiful, her skin was soft and pale, her hair was a curly silken brown tied back with a simple ribbon and her eyes where an emerald green. Yet this day her eyes were filled with dread. "Beauty whats wrong?" Snow asked.     "Papa is trying to invent something again." She sigh

 It was a dark day, rather rainy. Mister Gold sat in his usual spot in the diner. "Heres your coffee, black." Ruby said sensually setting his mug in front of him bending over so the refined Mister Gold could look down her shirt if he pleased, he didnt, he kept his eyes on his paper. He had no interest in the young waitress's cleavage or in her at all for that fact, his interest lied somewhere else. Ruby pouted at the lack of attention and walked away. The bell above the door rang and Mister Gold looked up to a frail old man wet from the storm. "Michael what are you doing out of bed?" he asked standing up and walking over to Michael hiss cane

Graham arrived at the police station while Emma was waiting irritated. "Where were you?" She asked uncrossing her arms and leaving the desk. "Bad mood much?" Graham asked with a laugh pouring Emma a cup of coffee. "Sugar?" he added. "No, no black like that woman's heart." Emma laughed taking the paper cup. "Regina?" Graham asked knowing the obvious answer. "Yes, yes Regina!" Emma replied huffing out the mayor's name. "Anything to crush mine and Henry's relationship. I know this fairytale thing is out there but its all the kid has, I mean to go as far she did with Doctor Hopper, it makes me sick!" Emma sighed flipping her blonde hair back. "Fa

-the cottage- He made his way to the cradle where he knew she was sleeping. He had been waiting to see her, what she looked like, ever since he was told it was to be a baby girl. He stared down at her in awe, she had fair skin with the softest blush and ruby lips she looked as if she had the lightest dusting of makeup upon her sweet face, but it was natural. Her name Beauty was going to suit her quite well in the future he could tell. He ran a hand over her tuff of black hair and down her cheek and she woke up and smiled up at him. "Hello my love." He whispered picking her up into his arms. He sat down on a chair and slipped a long finger in

.                                Arabella hung up the phone and turned to a very patient Mister Gold. "Now, to see the rest of the house." He said turning to go in. "Actually." Arabella sighed ringing her slender hands. "I was hoping I could maybe go and see my father now, its been so long and I feel like I'm dejecting him." Mister Gold looked at the young girl before him with dread, as if allowing her to see her father would make her change her decision of staying with him. "please." She

Arabella was woken up by the sun the next morning, she gazed at the walls around her, they were a beautiful cream with flicks of gold, the carpet was a cream as well. The soft queen sized bed was hidden behind airy lace light gold curtains. She walked over to the Victorian heavy golden curtains and drew them back to reveal double doors that led out to the balcony that overlooked a small creak. "breathtaking." Arabella sighed to herself as the morning breeze caught her hair. "Good morning!" a Scottish accent came sweeping up from below. "Did you sleep well dear?" Arabella could have laughed at the sight, Mister Gold stood just below her in

Later on in the night Mister Gold made his way down the stairs to a strange noise, and when he saw the sight of the girl in cotton pajama pants and a white tank top sitting at the counter crying over a glass of warm milk, he gave in to the side of him that he had thought he had lost,... his parenting side. He dropped his cane to the floor and hobbled over to Arabella, pressing her head to his chest. Arabella in return wrapped her arms around the man's waist without thinking. "I loved Graham so much." She sobbed into his black silk pajama shirt. "Shush, its ok, its ok dear, I'm here, I'm not going to let anything hurt you." He soothed stroking

-Rumpelstiltskin's tower- He looked over his contracts with a keen eye, amused at the fine print that everyone always seemed to miss. His eyes glanced up to the jagged dagger that hovered over a table with magic, he stood from his desk and walked over to it. He pursed his lips as he ran a golden finger over its sharpness, but no blood did it draw. For he was no longer human, but he knew that all too well, after all his son had ran from him for that reason. The cost of the dagger as well as its powers were painful. "Even monsters are able to bleed." He thought to himself. "Yes, but beasts cannot." A voice said from behind him making him tur