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Belle sat on a large boulder watching the moon descend into the tree tops. She hadn't been waiting long before..."Looking for me, dearie?" said a high-pitched male voice. Belle smirked but wiped it off and slowly turned around to find the source of the voice. He was an odd looking creature. With a strange mixture of green and gold skin and wavy shoulder length brown hair, his eyes gold and larger than normal ones. He wore an orange dragon skin coat with a high collar and black leather pants with knee high boots.
"Yes, I am." She said calmly. He looked her up and down wondering what this desperate soul wanted. She realized "And what may I do for you, Miss...?" He asked. "Rose," she lied, then curtsied. "Rumplestiltskin" he replied, bowing."So you wish to make a deal?" He asked, circling her. "Yes." She said quietly, reminding herself why she was here.
"I wish for a cure, for my friend...he's dying." Belle said looking down at her feet. He studied her for a moment with a stern look. "Please, I'll give you anything in return." She tried not to cringe at her words, not wanting to sound weak but she couldn't lose her only friend. "Anything?" He sneered. "Anything." She repeated. He stared at her with a crooked grin. "So, what is your price?" She asked looking up at his face.
"You." He said in a low voice. "What?" She asked shocked."You heard me, dearie." He said with his high-pitched voice. "What...do you mean?" She said with wide eyes. He grinned at her shock "I want you to come and work for me, in my castle." He giggled. "Oh." She said softy. "What shall I do?" She asked curiously, she hadn't worked for anybody in all her centuries. "Clean and cook." He said rolling his eyes, realizing she must be of royal blood. "Yes, of course." She said awkwardly. Suddenly a cloud of purple smoke appeared, upon clearing it left a contract and quill in his hand.
"Just sign right here." He grinned and pointed at the bottom. She looked it over for a moment before grabbing the quill and signing it. He giggled, the contract and quill disappearing into another puff of purple smoke, being replaced by a small bottle.
"Here, give this to your friend." he said handing her the bottle. She took it carefully, staring at it. "I shall see you in four days." He said with a bow before disappearing into yet another shroud of smoke. After staring at the spot where Rumplestiltskin stood, she slowly drew her attention to the small clear glass bottle in her hand. She gripped it tightly and placed it in her satchel, she looked up at the moon and realized the sun was rising. Pulling her hood up she quickly made her way back through the forest to her cottage.
"Well it's about time!"Shouted her friend as he saw her entering the room. He had been laying on her bed awaiting her return. "Be grateful that I actually came back." She said laughing. "Oh Belle, you wouldn't let me die, you'd miss me too much." He said with a grin while trying to sit up. She hit him playfully. She knew he was right, Jefferson was her only friend, the only person she really seemed to care about. She handed him the bottle and he snatched it and drank it as fast as he could. "Be carful, Jefferson!" She shouted a little too loud but he just shrugged it off before violently coughing. She patted him on the back.
She watched him lay back down and fall asleep. Sighing, she walked over to the stove and put on a bout of tea. Her thoughts came to Rumplestiltskin and she smiled. She didn't know why but she had somehow been drawn to him and she wasn't at all surprised to find she was slightly eager to see him again. Belle poured herself a cup of tea and looked over at the window and sighed when she realized the sun was rising. Taking a sip of her tea she walked over to her couch, curling her fingers around the cup. The heat of the porcelain was almost enough to bring warmth to her frozen hands. Placing the cup on the table beside her, Belle curled up and drifted off to sleep.
Belle awoke to clattering in the kitchen. She froze. Listening intently, she relaxed when she realized it was Jefferson. "Ah, you're awake." He said happily, popping his head around the doorway. She got up, stretched, and made her way over to the kitchen. "And you're alive." She said beaming at him. He laughed and nodded "Better than ever." He grinned. She sat at the table and he placed a cup in front of her. She looked down at the cup and cautiously took a small sip "It's fresh." She said looking back up at him. "Yeah, I just got some today." He said awkwardly. She nodded slowly and looked back down at her cup.
"What did he want in return?" He said breaking the silence."He wanted me to be his maid." He laughed in and shook his head "You? A maid?" She swatted at him "I could do it." She said crossing her arms. "Sure..." He said grinning. She huffed in response, but couldn't help but smile.
So...this is my first ever fanfic .
I don't if I should continue or not, Do you think I should continue?
Also thanks for reading ^.^