"i am so sad my so n is dead" rumple cry. suddenly the Door BURSTS open. "rupelstiltskin it is me belle' Belle say, sweeping in like a beautiful songbird. "don't werry i will brush yer hairr" rumple whispered to his lost son as hid the candles in his ass. I am" here with APples " said Belle and she ploaced the basket on the table. "I HATE apples it;s a familyt thing" RumPLe says. get meh paddle pleez i am goinf to find my fatheer." "NO" screechede Belle. "The APPLE DIET WILL HELp you gain your father's love." "HOW?" ewondered ruple aloud. 'Because," whispered Belle, "You're too fat and your skin is fish." "dont friggin' fudgin' lye beale, my fathher is an apple godesss.. he will neevr luv a fish like me. Bllee placed a manicured hand on his fishy face, cheeks. "Yes he will... it worked for the sluts of bitch cave and it will work for your beautigul fish skin too," dont tooch me beel you and yer apple diets need to leev e . be ele rans outof the room and feels herself with chip for comfort mmmm
A single tear slid down Rumpelstiltskin's scaly complexion. "A beautiful girl like Belle will never love a monster like me," He murmured. Little did he know what would happen next...
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