Chapter Three: Snow White and Rose Red


Henry had tried to tell Emma about the voice, but she hadn't listened. She never did. She thought he was crazy, just like everyone else. But this time, he would show her. He would find Rumpelstiltskin and save the person trapped underground.

The young boy had always been afraid of Mr. Gold, but now he had no choice but to enter his shop. He had looked in every store on Main Street for a book of fairytales. But no one had one. So now, he stood in front of the Pawn Shop with a mission. If anyone had a rare item, it was Mr. Gold.

Henry took a deep breath, and opened the shop door.


The Enchanted Forest: The Past. . .


"Your Majesty, it's time."

Belle squinted up with sleep filled eyes at the blurry figure, "Nanna."

The old woman sat down on the edge of the bed, and brought the small girl into a hug. The girl fully wake now, began to cry like she had for the last several weeks.

"I don't want to go, Nanna! Please don't make me go! I'll promise I'll be good!" Belle sobbed. "I'll do anything! Just don't send me away!"

Nanna held the little girls' face up so that their eyes met. "Belle, you listen to me. You have done nothing wrong."

Belle didn't believe her. "You're lying Nanna."

"I don't lie, Majesty."

"Then why is father sending me away," Belle asked as the tears ran down her baby fat cheeks. "Why doesn't he love me anymore?"

Nanna whipped the tears away with her old fingers. "He loves you Belle, and he wants what's best for you."

"He hates me," Belle cried. "He thinks I killed mother. But I didn't. I swear I didn't."

"You had nothing to do with your mothers' death, and the King knows that."

"Then why, would he send me away?" She asked again in a whisper.

"Because," Nanna said gently. "He knows he can't take care of you, and give you the attention you need. He needs time to mourn your mother, Belle." The old woman watched the child's light blue eyes refill with tears, and added, "I know you don't want to leave, but it's only a year."

"A year is an awfully long time, Nanna." The girl objected.

Nanna laughed, "It's not as long as you think, dear one. Just promise me you'll write to old Nanny and tell her how you're doing?"

Belle nodded, "I wish you could come with me, Grandma."

The girl watched as tears filled her grandmothers' eyes as well, "Me too, dear. Me too. . . But let us say our goodbyes now and leave this room with our heads held high. We must be brave in the days to come, you and I."

Belle wanted to make her Grandmother proud, so she wiped away her tears on her nightgown sleeve and tried to smile. Though it was shaky it was a start.

"I love you Grandmother."

"I love you too Belle Rose Red. Now, let's get you ready."

Together, Belle and her Grandmother prepared for the long journey she would have to take. And not once did they let go of the others' hand.


"This way, Madame," her escort said as he lowered into a bow. "Your Uncle awaits."

Belle smiled at the guard, "Thank you."

Together, the tall scruffy man and the little girl of seven entered the Great Hall. At the far end, sat three thrones made of the most precious gold and jewels. Upon them sat the King and Queen and their daughter.

As Belle and the man began to clear the distance the guard let the small girl go first, walking behind her. When she turned around to look for him, he winked at her. "You'll be fine Majesty. Keep your courage up, eh?"

Belle nodded, "Courage."

After a moment more, the girl stopped in front of her Uncles throne and curtsied as she had been taught, her long brown hair reaching the floor.

When Belle lifted back up, she saw that her Uncle was smiling widely at her. And the girl grinned back.

"Belle Rose, you look beautiful dear."

"Thank you, Uncle." She returned graciously. "You flatter me."

The King chuckled. "There is no need for formality, Belle Rose. We are family afterall."

Belle nodded, "Okay."

Just as the King was about to say more, the little girl beside him jumped off her throne and ran over to Belle. Within seconds the Princess had brought her cousin into a large embrace.

"Belle Rose, I'm so glad you came!"

Belle giggled happily, her shyness fading away instantly. "Are you my cousin Snow White?"

The dark haired girl nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, I'm Snow White. But everybody just calls me Snow."

"And I'm Belle," the other added.

Snow planted a kiss on her cousins' cheek. "I can already tell we're going to be best friends."

And Belle thought so too.

The King and Queen watched happily as the two little girls hugged and laughed together, ignorant to everything around them. They seemed so perfect together.

"Look at them," the Queen said in a whisper, "Snow White and little Rose Red."


Yep, Belle is Rose Red! *evil grin* And she is Snow's Cousin! AHAHaHAHAHAHAHA xD

I know there wasn't any Rumpy/Gold in this chapter, but the next one is mainly based on him, so I feel justified.

I hope you all enjoyed the chapter! And once again I would like to thank you all, for reading, reviewing, faving, and watching this story. You are the best!

~Lyn Harkeran