Believe it or not, I actually don't own Once Upon a Time...

I was kind of meh about this story, but I still decided to post it.

I didn't plan on putting so much into this chapter, it was supposed to be a very simple prologue... oh well...

Ummmm...yeah...enjoy~

Chapter 1 (or prologue I guess...): Begging Belle

Mr. Gold, the most feared man in all of Storybrooke, was currently engaged in something that would ruin his reputation if anyone saw him. If someone started to spread rumors of this, would deny everything, call them a liar, and double their rent. And then he'd turn them into a snail. But here he was, having a puppy eyes face-off with Belle.

They stood in the middle of his pawn shop facing each other with the window exposing them to anyone who walked by his shop. Luckily most people did their best to avoid Mr. Gold's pawn store, especially after everyone regained their memories of him as the Dark One.

It wasn't that Rumple was entirely humiliated with begging his girlfriend; no, the problem was that he was so good at it. His warm brown eyes opened pleadingly and his bottom lip jutted out and trembled slightly. His long, soft hair gave him the appearance of an adorable Charles Spaniel looking for love. However good his begging face was, though, Belle's was better.

The corners of her mouth tilted downward ever so slightly, and her red lips were pouted to perfection. Her eyes were as wide as anatomically possible and peered imploringly into Gold's soul. She gently placed one delicate hand on his shoulder and looked up at him through dark, long eyelashes.

Seeing as how they were in a stalemate, Belle used her special combo move. She fluttered her eyelashes, tilted the edges of her mouth down even more, quivered her lip, and raised her head.

Rumple felt his resolve slowly crumbling. Damn it he thought as he saw her eyes grow impossibly larger and noticed the water pooling at the bottom of them. With a slight snarl he turned his head in defeat and broke eye contact. Belle smirked slightly as the letters 'K.O.' flashed through her mind.

"Fine," he huffed. "I'll talk to him." He turned from her and crossed his arms in a pouting manner. He risked a glance at her from over his shoulder.

The tears in her eyes had magically vanished and she smiled warmly as she embraced him from behind.

"Thank you, Rum," she said in that wonderfully adorable accent of hers and Gold couldn't help but turn around and envelop her in his own arms. "So where are we meeting?" he asked warily.

"Granny's Diner," Belle responded.

"I have a feeling that meeting in public is a bad idea," he cautiously stated.

"I figured we could talk over a nice lunch. Besides, you're less likely to be able to murder y papa with witnesses standing around," she added, only slightly joking.

Mr. Gold pulled back in mock-hurt. "I'm offended that you think so poorly of me, Miss French." He placed his hands over his heart in a dramatic gesture.

Belle simply huffed and pulled him by his tie into a kiss. When they broke apart, he looked at her and said "Don't say I didn't warn you," and went in for another kiss.

I hope you like'd this, please review, I'm desperately in need of attention...