Hi again y'all! It's been so much fun doing this poem, along with finishing this with a half poem, half written epilogue. A huge thanks to all the viewers, reviewers, actors, actresses, ABC, and everyone else who have made this possible. Give y'all selves a hug and enjoy!
How they left off,
no one truly knows,
but my best guess is that,
Belle was interrupted by the dark, wood door opening; she grinned to herself, as she placed her navy book on the coffee table in front of her. When she was fixing the book on the table, she heard a crash in the kitchen while she closed the stain-glass windowed door. Running towards the source, she noticed a very panicked looking Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold trying to pick up a bouquet of red roses and balance a huge shipping box on the palm of his hands; trying to keep himself looking presentable though he was on his knees on the floor. Belle had never seen him like this, but cherished it while leaning on the white door frame. Her laughter soon gave her away, no matter how much she tried to keep it down. Rumplestiltskin looked up and groaned; knowing that this moment in the gray walls of the kitchen, she would never let him live it down. Rumpelstiltskin quickly regained his profile as a result of Belle assisting him put everything on the light, willow dinner table. While she was trying to search for a vase, he pulled out a golden ring with a small diamond in the middle. He placed it where the box now once stood and made his way upstairs. Rumpelstiltskin counted down the seconds until he expected to hear a shriek of surprise and delight escape from Belle's lips. After a minute of waiting in silence, he snuck back down the stairs to meet a very flushed looking Belle tapping her foot on the floor and two fists strategically placed on her hips. He groaned a bit when he saw her pull out the ring and say, "missing something, dearie?"
Trying to get out of the awkward situation he shrugged his shoulders and giggled. He snatched the ring from her unsuspecting fingers, commenting, "Why yes, dearie. I was just going to use this for a curse I've been considering giving to some evil queen."
A shocked Belle tried to retaliate and insist that she thought the ring was hers, until Rumpelstiltskin got down on one knee. requesting that she stop and wished that she would marry him. Belle made him wait a few seemingly forever moments on the bottom of the red oak stairs, when she gave him a tremendous hug.
their love is an everlasting rose,
and though it will have its thorns,
it will always be ,
Belle could barely find time to write anymore. Between finding Bae, taking down the evil Queen with the help of some new heroes in Storybrooke, and raising a family with the once Dark Lord; it truly was difficult to find a time where one was free. As she finally got back up from their bed, a little shadow sprung onto the bed, all the while being chased by a young, dark-haired man around twenty was following close behind. It took everything not to laugh as the young, auburn-haired shadow and young man hid on the opposite side of the bed. Quickly pursuing them was an older man; who (even though he still used his cane) was extremely quick on his feet. Belle immediately knew that she was to attempt to hide the children hiding behind the bed, so she started to waddle towards the love of her life. Rumpelstiltskin's attention was diverted from the soft giggling on the other side of the room with his very pregnant wife. He had originally ordered her to stay on the wooden, quilt covered bed; however, he knew that Belle would never listen. He tried coaxing her back on the bed, but was forced onto it himself, which was when the two stowaways joined their parents, laughing and hugging each other at the same time.
an thought that will be continued forever,
in a certain book,
a certain book that told the truth when the false was so real,
a book that will forever hold the memories of our loved ones
memories no one will ever forget.
It had been many years since the two had been wed, around 50 to be exact. Both Belle and Rumpelstiltskin had lived to see the end of the war between Regina and the fairy book war. However, time had been good to the two of them, until the night before. Belle and Rumpelstiltskin had been sitting on a bench in their flowering garden; watching the stars shoot across the spring sky, when Belle took a deep breath. Rumpelstiltskin had immediately turned to her; awaiting whatever she want to say, and noticed her head slumped backwards. He shot up and ran into the house, grabbed the phone and called the hospital. It only took a few minutes for the ambulance to show up, yet to Rumpelstiltskin it felt like an eternity. He was allowed in the back, all the while holding onto Belle's still petite hand. That night had been one of the worst in his life. Awaiting the arrival of his son, and the two's daughter and boy and girl twins. Word reached around town faster than a wildfire, everyone was wearing black the next day; everyone hoping and praying that the stroke hadn't done the worst. To everyone in the hospital though, it'd take a miracle to keep Belle alive. That miracle came around three o'clock in the morning when a pink fairy arrived, bringing back the woman who had encouraged the once Dreamy to follow down the path of love. It took a few moments off of life support to insure that Belle would be alright. The first thing she did was smile at her husband and get him to finish the poetry in her book. He obliged, hoping that the woman in front of him would never leave his side, but a few weeks afterwards while they were watching their grandchildren play in front of them. A white-haired Belle smiled at her graying husband and the two knew, that their memories would allow them to never be apart.
As I said, it's been a pleasure writing; I'm not much of a romance fan, but I will choose the occasional couple... Thanks again for reading and please critique or review!