Chapter Title: A Deal
Rating: T
Spoilers: From the Beauty and the Beast episode.
"I require a new house servant," Rumpelstiltskin spoke.
"That's it?"
"Yes dove, that's it. My old house m-mate is gone," he said despondently.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Do we have a deal?" He cooed, ignoring the inquisition.
"Yes, anything to rid me of this life."
"Gooood. Jolly good deal then," he laughed, with a smile.
"What happened?" I asked again.
"I-I let her go," he said silently.
"Did you love her?" I asked him.
"I don't know what love is, but I certainly cared for her," he told her sadly.
The aura of the room became dark and it was silent.
"I lost someone I loved too," I finally spoke.
All he did was nod and sigh. It was a tough subject his Belle. He thought at first that they could be together, but he quickly learned that no one could ever love him. He could tell I was hurting too, because I started to tremble. Of course, I didn't find out all the details of him and Belle until much later.
"Well come along my pet, we have to get to my home before sunset."
"Wait, I need to say goodbye to Granny!" Red abruptly said.
Rumpelstiltskin remembered the last time he didn't let someone say goodbye...
"I don't care! We are leaving. Unless you want to go back on our deal," he said snidely.
A single tear was shed from the corner of my right hazel eye as I said, "no I don't want to go back on our deal."
"Well then lassy, we best be getting onward! It's a full moon tonight and I don't want an episode," he stated.
With swoosh silver chains appeared with hand cuffs and a neck cuff. Rumpelstiltskin smirked because he would get so much joy out of chaining a wild animal.
"What in the world do you think you are doing?" I yelled, wide eyed.
"Like I said, I don't want an episode of more killing. Do you dearie?"
"No."
I lifted my arms out and let him clamp the tight and thick silver hand cuffs upon me. Next I stuck out her my long neck and allowed him to contain it. He giggled like a school girl and clapped his hands, as if it was delightful to be chained. He tugged on my neck chain and lead me towards the north. I said nothing because I was both frightened and at the same time grateful. I didn't want to be let loose on a full moon, not ever. I guess he was doing me a favor, it hurt like hell, but it was worth it.
On the way the conversation was terse. Occasionally he would point to someone and about their horrible future, but most of the time he watched and observed me. Mostly nothing came from my lips as well, I would say yes, uh-huh and such, but never anything loner than a few words. As we trudged through the cold snow I grew cold and my feet began to blister.
"Can you just poof us there?" I asked.
"We are almost there, and I think you deserve every little bit of your pain!" He said, bitterly.
Where the fuck did that come from? I did nothing to him, but I said not a single word. When we got to his grandiose mansion I was in awe. I had never seen a home that big. My mouth must have been agape because he pointed at me with his long yellow nails and chuckled.
"Oh country bumpkin, you will live here now," he told me.
He pushed me through the door and I tripped making me land on my sore knees. I hurt like a bitch in heat and I swear I could have killed that man because of it. He un-cuffed me and looked at my wounds. There was red marks where the broken blood vessels appeared because of the tightness of the cuffs and if was especially bad around my wrists. It was so terrible that blood trickled down from it. Next he commanded me to take off my snowy boots and I did so. My blistered feet were bleeding and I could feel myself flinch when I looked at it.
"Go take a bath to soothe your injuries and then I have chores for you to do," he told me.
That was the nicest thing that he had said to me so far and I couldn't help but smile. He tried to avoid the look I had just given him by turning away, but he still saw it.
"You can find the bathroom by yourself."
He slowly walked to a spinning wheel and started spinning golden string. I didn't question him why he was doing that, he was rich enough, but if it keeps him preoccupied who was I to tell him what was wrong and what was right.
After about fifteen minutes I had found the bathroom and I was filled with glee. The bathtub was as big as a room and the water was actually warm. This was a blessing and I should start counting my blessings because I would work long and hard for the next few months.
When I was done soaking in the wondrous water I saw a list on the bathroom floor. My face turned a scarlet red. Had he been in here while I was bathing? Oh dear. I must have not noticed him because I was so entranced with the pleasant experience of the warm water. I bent down to pick up the note with my soaking wet hands. The note was then damp with drips of water. People have told me that my body was a master piece, but when I was wet I didn't think so. I looked like an agitated cat. As I toweled myself off I began to read the note.
Apparently clothes for me was in the room next to this bathroom and dinner was to be prepared at six sharp, until then I was to dust. When I had found my new room a frilly red dress was out. Eh, I couldn't stand it! I was always viewed as a rough boy like girl, not a frilly petite girl. Ugh, this was going to be a long night. Then I thought of the bathroom and the note. He must of seen me naked, and the next time I see him I'm going to tear him a new one!