DISCLAIMER: I DON'T own anything of Corpse Bride. (Just it's DVD)
Author's Note: A crossover one-shot with Miraculous is already created. If anyone is interested: Love from a Distance More crossovers of these two in the works. *Wink Wink*
😹 HAPPY (Early) FATHER'S DAY EVERYONE 😹
ALL FATHERLY FIGURES, FROM BIOLOGICAL TO NOT BE BLESSED AND JOYFUL
😘 YOU ALL DESERVE IT 😘
(June 19th, be blessed)
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elijahhedgemond: I would hope so. It was out way before I thought to write this. Well matter of opinion, it still has it's Cattastic points. (But hey I'm biased, Cat Noir is the ONLY saving grace. Always has been) Um. . . Thought that was obvious, It's NOT labeled 'Complete' for that exact reason. Thanks for the Favorite/Follow here. Hey as long as I receive clawsome reviews like this, I definitely will.
BearfootTruck: Very glad you didn't. Deeply thrilled you're enjoying yourself BFT honey. Great! I'll try not to disappoint. Thanks for the Favorite/Follow here.
As her grandparents sleep, the manor pin dropping silent. Her dark brown eyes scan the empty foyer. Sighing softly in relief, she tippy toes towards the double front doors.
"Where may I ask are you going, at this late hour?"
Right hand resting on the handle, she freezes, unladylike groaning now escapes her throat. Turning to come face to face with the long nosed snooty butter himself, Emil.
"You know exactly where I am heading. Please tell father, I'll be back soon."
She states revealing some money out the pocket of her dress. Always proud of herself as she suggested it to her mother when designing her clothing.
Emil narrows his eyes at the intellect 11 year old. Quickly snatching the money, out her fingers she smirks at his demeanor. As he opens the doors for her, she winks racing down the larger staircase into the world outside.
Looking already, some alive and undead still linger about. All the undead that look to her (with eyes or not) wave happily. She giggles joyously, racing in hast on her mission. Into the dark woods, winds blow all around, the big bright blue moon high above she smiles twirling arms out truly relaxed.
Suddenly, she stops among the trees snapping of twigs on the ground captures her attention. No scare in her eyes, body or once again giggling voice.
"I definitely received my stealth from mother."
He chuckles revealing she is right. As he appears from the shadows, alone. She leaps into his open arms, they embrace tightly. Meeting eyes, he kisses her forehead gently.
"Hey there's my little lovely and her groovy pops."
The two turn to find a very well known skeleton strutting over. He open eye rolling between his two empty black eye sockets. Releasing their hug, her smile grows more if possible, hugging him as he starts dancing with her.
"Early morning Bonejangles."
The bowler black hat wearing skeleton chuckles. Placing down his so-called little lovely niece. As he turns to her father, she continues to dance around Bonejangles.
"Mornin, so the little lovely told ya?"
He just smiles not answering the friendly skeleton. As he watches his daughter so carefree. He moves to sit on the forest floor. As Bonejangles turns to his niece.
"Alright, Emily hit it!"
Bonejangles states enthusiastically to his niece. As the two perform for Victor on this Father's Day early dawn.
THE END!
