Okay, some jerk has been reviewing my stuff, and I have to say, IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT DON'T READ IT! I mean, come on! If it were just the one review, I'd deal, but not only did you read all of Beauty, he went and read the Beast! Seriously? Constructive criticism is one thing, but that was just dumb. I actually think it's more amusing than I am upset. Dude, like LAME!
Sadly, there are people like this all over the internet, and their to cowardly to post under their own account so they do it as a guest. Well, it's gone now at least.
Okay, I feel better now. How was that to a response to my fist flame? Probably a pretty bad one. Probably shouldn't have written this after having so much coffee. Oh, well.
And this is for the ones who actually read this because they like it!
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"Rumplestiltskin!"
The young boy responded to his name. She stood up and hurried to the house. Whatever his father was upset about now, delaying would only make it worse. He walked through the door, only to have himself be kicked back out. The boy wrapped his arms around his stomach as he tried to recover from having the air knocked out of him.
Rumplestiltskin was used to this. No doubt someone had attacked him out in the street for being a coward again. He was drunk. Rumplestiltskin could see that by the almost empty bottle in his hand. He yelled at him about nonsense no one could understand as he beat him ruthlessly, taking out his anger on his innocent child. Rumplestiltskin swore that if he lived to have children, he would never treat them like this monster did. He would love them like he was supposed to.
In the meantime, he shut his eyes and waited for it end.
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Mr. Gold gasped as he felt the magic pouring into him, waking him form his nightmare. Belle. It had to have been. Quickly he healed himself, sighing as the pain disappeared. He pulled himself to his feet and grabbed his cane. Apparently the magic hadn't healed his leg, and the curse part of being the Dark One was gone as well. All that was left was the power.
Good.
He was about to go look for his wife when his phone began to ring. He wanted to ignore it, but the possibility of it being his Belle drew him to it. He answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Rumplestiltskin, thank god!" Belle sobbed.
"Oh, Belle, where are you? Are you alright?"
"No! Gaston is after me! He has the twins-"
The line cut dead, freezing Gold's blood in his veins.
No.
This was not happening.
He pocketed the phone and stormed out of his shop.
He's already lost her twice, he wasn't about to do it again.