someday my prince will come.

felicity caselotti ( snow white ). twenty years old. daycare worker. bakes the best gooseberry pie.

[princexfthefxrest-blog]

Bambi wasn’t really sure what a pie was and the woman’s insistence made him feel awkward all over. He honestly didn’t want anything…All he’d gotten her was a bag of flour. He shrugged again and awkwardly backed away from the woman a little bit. “No, really. It’s f-fine. I was just being nice is all. I don’t want anything. Faline would never like that.”

[puresncw-blog]

“ I'm... I'm sorry if I was coming on too, er, strong. If, um, Faline wouldn't like it... It's alright ! The offer still stands, though, since my gooseberry pie is one of the best. " Snow rambled, an embarrassed blush forming on her cheeks as her eyes fell to her feet. She was still so used to how it was in the forrest, where she was always doing kind things for others, without ever being asked... But, she was making cakes and pies and cookies for the animals and dwarves she knew so well in the forrest, and she didn't even know this boy's name. " Thank you, though. I really appreciate it. Oh... And I'm Felicity, by the way ! "

And so, Snow offered him her hand for a handshake -- handshakes were common here, from what she had learned -- and gave him a kind smile, hoping that she hadn't come off too strong. 

[lavieestbxlle-blog]

“Hello? Hi, yes. I don’t know if you’d be able to tell me where…” Belle’s voice mimicked the nature of a diminuendo, each syllable softening as her dark features studied the city map she held in her hand. “Forgive me, I’m new around here. And French! And I think those two factors, mounted on top of another makes me hopeless in this city. All I ask is that you would be so kind as to point me in the direction of the nearest library.”

[puresncw-blog]

“ Where exactly do you need to go, miss ? " Snow still wasn't so well versed in finding her way around this city, but if she could help... Well, she would be more than happy to help, in any way she possibly could ! After all, this other girl... Well, she seemed to be just as confused as she was, when she first woke up in that hospital bed." You are French ? Oh, I have heard that it's absolutely gorgeous in France ! Are you from Paris, or another part ? And you are brand new to New York City ? Well, welcome ! I hope that you love it here ! "

She had met people from all over the world in this wonderful place - Russia, France, China, Japan, Mexico, Venezuela... What a wonderful place for a girl who had only ever met people who lived in the surrounding kingdoms to be ! 

" But, the nearest library, oh... It is a little far from here, the New York Public Library, but... I could walk you there, if you'd like ? " 

[racheberry]

Anya smiled gently, “Uh, Russia,” she told her. She decided to leave out the fact that she was from Russia circa 1926. She was having a normal conversation for once, and she wasn’t going to let that go unless Felicity offered up some information of her own, “I’m Russian, very new to this place.”

[puresncw-blog]

“ Russia ! " The girl exclaimed excitedly in response, though, truth be told... Snow didn't know very much about Russia. She could point out where it was on the map -- mostly because of the large print of the world map in the office of the daycare where she worked -- but, besides that, she knew very little. " If I may ask... What is it like there ? " 

[thatkitchenboy-blog]

Magazines proclaiming “TIME” loud and proud evidently, or so he found, just didn’t actually have anything useful to say about the damned thing at all. Thumbing through publication after publication raised more questions than It answered and he’d been a jerky impulse away from tossing another portrait of whichever stick-thin blonde must’ve been this place’s monarch when a new racket had Dimitri pausing in his steps. His eyes jumped down from the top of the girl’s head and up towards the shelf in question, lingering a bit in his silence before scratching at the back of his neck and answering, “Where’s the triumph if you don’t snag it by yourself?”

Regardless of how much longer he spent in shrew deliberation, Dimitri tossed the magazine over a shelf more waist-height and swung an easy arm up to the tip top. “Here we goo–” and what’d just been the dusting of stray flour over the top of the paper was very suddenly and too totally a miniature mushroom cloud floating up where he’d dropped the sack between their shoes. Silence came hand-in-hand with his stock still staring, and eventually Dimitri shifted to nudge the busted sack with the edge of one powder-coated foot. “…I wouldn’t suppose it’s still good, huh?”

[puresncw-blog]

“ Well, what else am I supposed to do, since I really can’t reach it myself ? I think that it’s much better to ask for help than to struggle on your own, trying to do it yourself. “

Snow had been struggling at least five, ten minutes, trying desperately to get this bag of flour… If she couldn’t do it by herself, she clearly needed to some help. It wasn’t something that Snow could do herself. So, she watched curiously as he reached up for the bag of flour, brushing it off the shelf and onto… Well, right onto the ground, right between their feet.

Not so shockingly, it made quite the mess. 

” I could probably make, er… Three-quarters of a pie crust from what’s still in the bag. “ Snow decided, letting out a giggle as her toe gingerly touched the corner of the bag. The paper of the bag was so delicate that it had ripped on impact, and now… There was more flour on the bag than there was in the bag ! How could she make cookies from this mess ? ” Maybe, half… If I lift it up and try to take it home, that is. “ 

[jfc-jinx]

“I think it does as well. Kindness is a wonderful thing.” Mother had always insisted than she should never turn a blink eye to someone in need. Kindness goes a long way, Little Red.Never ever miss out on an opportunity to be kind. “How does the saying go-? Pay it forward I believe?” A customer had come in not too long ago, paid for their order, and then given her another $20. Scarlet was going to point out the mistake when the customer explained that the money was for another customer-maybe someone who can’t have it all today- and left it at that. Sure enough, someone with their child came in later that day a few dollars short.

The experience had left Scarlet with warm feelings and high hopes for others. Scarlet glanced at the woman wondering if maybe she’d said the wrong thing. A frown on her face was so… out of character. Scarlet didn’t know the woman, but an unhappy expression was something that did not belong to her. Suddenly realizing she didn’t know her name, the brunette bowed her head. “Oh! I’m sorry, I never introduced myself. I’m Scarlet!” Here she was talking to the woman who helped her and she didn’t even have a name to address her by. Her cheeks reddened out of embarrassment. 

Her expression was positively glowing with excitement. “Wonderful! I’ll make something for them and bring it in! Does next week sound good?” Scarlet would need a couple days to plan accordingly, find out the numbers and if there were any allergies that she needed to be aware of, but she could do it. The thought of seeing all the children playing with wide smiles made her bounce on her feet, remembering how she was one of them before her sudden “move” to New York. Even if she couldn’t necessarily play with the other kids, atleast she could still see them enjoy themselves. “I’ll have to ask you a few questions, just to make sure of some small details, but they’ll love it, I promise! What kind of treats do you bake though?”

[puresncw-blog]

“ Yes, pay it forward ! ” Snow replied enthusiastically, a wide grin forming on her lips. Though the young girl hadn’t had the easiest life - what with her parents both passing so young and her step-mother so cruel to her - she had been blessed several times over, and she believed that it was because she had shown people kindness. The Huntsman had spared her life, after all. If that wasn’t a blessing, she didn’t know what was. “ My mother, before she died, would always tell me to plant good seeds… You reap what you sow, that’s what she said. “

And though Snow's mother was now in heaven with the angels and her father, the words she had left behind were still so very precious.

" I'm Felicity ! It's very nice to meet you, Scarlet. " Snow beamed, her new name escaping from her lips almost naturally. The more she referred to herself by this name, the more it seemed real... And the more she liked it, to be perfectly honest. Felicity Caselotti wasn't such a bad name, after all. It suited her rather well, actually. " That sounds fantastic ! Friday would be the best day, since Friday is always treat day, though any day of the week will work too... Though you'll have to bring it before two, since the children go home at two-thirty. "

That was the wonderful thing about her job -- she only had to be responsible for the children up until a certain point, and then, she could hand them over to their parents for the night and have a restful night on her own at home. One day, she would like children of her own... A family, perhaps with her prince. But, right now, she was far too young for that, and caring for the children from eight in the morning until two-thirty in the afternoon was the perfect arrangement.

" I never make anything too complicated... It's all very simple. Shortbread cookies, chocolate chip cookies, birthday cake. Though, I do make a delicious gooseberry pie. It's my specialty ! " Snow explained, a sweet giggle escaping her lips. " Some of the children do have peanut allergies, and the daycare doesn't allow any kind of nut to enter the premises... No peanuts, almonds, walnuts, sesame. Oh, and Isabella is very allergic to blackberries ! But, besides that, everything else is fair game. The children do love milk chocolate, though ! "  

[theprincephillip-deactivated201]

As he left the strange building that he found himself in he stood still, letting the new world sink in. It was nothing like what he was used to, seeing everything around him pass by swiftly. This city was nothing like back at home, but he would have to adjust if this was what his fate was. He walked through the streets aimlessly, brushing against people as he moved through the thick crowds. From across the street he spotted a sign that read help, and his body was already moving and was walking across the street with other people moving people moving with him. “Excuse me-yes hello. Have you seen a beautiful girl?”

[puresncw-blog]

" A beautiful girl, sir ? " Felicity asked, her head tilting in curiosity at the man's question. She was supposed to be heading to work -- she was already running a little late - but, the man's question had piqued her interest. Beauty was such a subjective quality, after all, all based on one's personal taste and opinions. What was beauty in this world ? Was it beauty of face, of heart or of soul, or a combination of all three ? So many people in her kingdom had seen her step-mother as beautiful, her beloved father included, but the Evil Queen had proved many times to only be beautiful of face, and not of heart nor soul. " Surely, you must give me more details than that ! Do you know her name, what she looks like, where she might be ? " 

[bexu-rxvenscxr-blog]

Merida liked this woman, she spoke her mind…and she was nice. If a little airy. She smiled warmly at her attempts to make small talk, frantically trying to figure out an appropriate response to her. Her smiled warmed at her attempt to find her brothers. It was a sweet gesture, but un-needed. Merida knew exactly where he brothers were not. “Old? Oh! They’re about eleven now I suppose. Don’t usually keep count.”

[puresncw-blog]

Eleven ? That was quite a bit older than the children she worked with, who were usually about three to five... Her daycare group needed lots of supervision because, well, they were so little. But, since her brothers were quite a bit older, that meant that they would probably be able to find their way back home... Besides, there were three of them - and Snow assumed that the three of them were with each other, so they were probably all safe.

" Well... I do hope that you find your brothers, wherever they may be. It's important for children, especially at that age, to have a proper night's sleep... And staying out late in Times Square probably isn't very good for them at all. " 

[puresncw-blog]

❅ ☁ ❦ ❧

❅ - favorite time of the year ?

Already answered, I'm afraid ! 

☁ - what kind of weather does your muse consider the best ? 

Snow loves when it's sunny outside, but not too hot ! She doesn't like the heat, but at the same time, she doesn't like the freezing cold. Her favorite kind of weather would be somewhere in the middle. Actually... A perfect day's weather would be slightly cool, with a slight breeze in the air and the sun shining, the perfect day to take a walk in the park and enjoy all that Manhattan has to offer. That would be an absolutely perfect day. 

❦ - what is your muse’s favorite fruit ?

Since Snow is a vegetarian, she loves all fruits and vegetables. She's always been rather partial to apples, though after what happened with the Evil Queen, she tends to stick to Granny Smith -- even the mere thought of red apples makes her ill. Besides, Granny Smith apples make for wonderful apple pies ! Berries have always been a favorite of hers as well, especially straight off the bush -- raspberries, strawberries, blueberries, blackberries and, of course, gooseberries -- and she adores peaches and cherries and nectarines. Basically, Snow loves anything that would taste delicious in a pie !  

❧ - what is your muse’s favorite kind of food ?

Snow loves desserts, especially pies and cookies and cakes. The princess has a massive sweet tooth, and though she does like pasta and cheese pizza and has taken quite a liking for Chinese, Middle Eastern and Indian cuisines ( palak paneer, hummus, General Tso's tofu and vegetable spring rolls, especially ) , she would be very happy eating sweets every day of her life, if only she could. Put a chocolate cake or apple pie in front of her, and she'll probably demolish it in seconds. Plus, the best thing about desserts -- they are all vegetarian ! 

[malvinaficent-blog]

Malvina groaned to herself as she walked around and saw a number of children of children with their parents. All human children were little beasts in her mind and she just wanted to be rid of them. The way most of them babbled on or just constantly strained their vocal chords or bumped into her without a care just aggravated her to no end. Especially the one just beside her, crying and screaming and alone.

Malvina couldn’t concentrate but she also couldn’t just use her magic in the middle of this open street. Spotting someone else close by, Malvina caught their attention then pointed to the screaming beastie. “You there, why don’t you find this be-child’s mother or at least make it shut its trap. Its wailing is giving me a headache,” she directed with a grimace.

[puresncw-blog]

Even on her days off from the daycare, Snow couldn't get away from the children -- and she liked it that way. She dreamed of one day having a family of her own, and seeing the happy little families in the park, enjoying the outdoors on a beautiful spring day... It delighted her so. She couldn't help but daydream about someday having a family with her own prince, beautiful little ones who were combinations of him and her...

Of course, the daydream didn't last very long. A rude woman's grumbles and a crying child quickly broke the spell. 

Snow rushed over to the small child, gathering the little boy up in his arms as she attempted to calm him down. He was clearly crying out for his mother -- Felicity supposed that he had gotten separated from her in the absolute chaos that was Central Park. With so many toddlers running around on the open field, it was probably easy for small children to get lost in the mess... Still, no matter the circumstances, it was terribly traumatic for such a little one to not be able to find his mother. 

" Darling, don't cry. We'll find your mother, I promise. She couldn't have gone very far. Just stay here with me, and we'll find her, alright ? When did you last see her ? Can you tell me what she looks like, what she was wearing, her phone number, her name ? " 

[princexfthefxrest-blog]

Bambi flapped his hand at her suggestion and shook his head. “There is no need to repay me! I was just being friendly is all…isn’t that what people are supposed to do to other people….be friendly?” Bambi had thought that being around for so long now he’d have figured out these human nuances but clearly…he had not. At leas the woman appeared to be happy that he’d helped rather than angry about it!

[puresncw-blog]

“ Are you sure ? There must be some way I can re-pay you... You are being awfully kind, and I would feel bad to not give you something in return. “ Felicity explained, a frown forming on her lips as she went deep into thought. In her kingdom, whenever someone did something kind -- usually the little animals and creatures or the occasional kind soul, she would usually leave them a little something. A basket of fresh eggs, or some vegetables from the garden, or maybe a gooseberry pie... Just something to showcase her gratitude. Though so many things had changed because of her arrival in this new century, her morals hadn't shifted one bit. " I could bake you a pie ! Do you like pie ? That's what I was getting this flour for, anyways... Cookies, and cakes, and pie... Whichever you'd like ! " 

[racheberry]

“Not very long, at least I don’t think so,” she said. In truth, Anya wasn’t entirely sure how time passed in this world. Some days it felt as though it passed rapidly, and other days not so much. It was hard to keep track. “How about you?”

[puresncw-blog]

“ Oh... " Snow trailed off, not quite sure how to phrase her story. The doctors told me that I am suffering from amnesia after significant head trauma... But I remember a life, living in the forrest with little dwarves, waiting for my prince. How insane would she sound, if she told Anya the truth ? Surely, Anya would believe her to be absolutely insane. So, instead, she told Anya the story of Felicity Caselotti - or, at least, the pieces that Snow had managed to put together of the life that she was now living. " I am originally from a town, a little bit upstate... It is called Saratoga Springs. It is so beautiful there. But, I moved down to the city a few months ago, to work in a daycare... Where are you originally from ? "  

[misterbigbadwolf]

“You can call me Wolf. Sir makes me sound way too old.” Wolf said to the smaller woman. She was practically a doll, was it even possible to walk around with such good skin care? But again Wolf was completely clueless in how all these younger girls came to wander around the neighborhood like it was some kind of boulevard. It was one thing that it was him who found them, but if it was another guy it was possible they would never see the light of day. 

“You really think I’m that stupid to let you walk all the way back from wherever you came from? Yeah I’m not that kind of asshole.” Frustrated he called for one of his man to come outside, quickly pointing out he was going to escort another girl back to her home. “You either let me join your walk, or get assaulted. Your choice, sweetcakes.”

[puresncw-blog]

“ Wolf... As in, the animal ? " Snow asked, clearly perplexed. Referring to an older man as anything other than ' sir ' was a completely foreign concept, but what irked her more was his name. Not too many wolves lived in her forrest, or at least, she hadn't seen any roaming around... Still, she had heard about them quite a bit, in stories and in books -- how terrifying and cunning they were, especially towards their prey. It was a strange name... 

Though, truth be told, besides the dwarves and her father and her prince and the kingdom's minstrel... She hadn't met very many grown men at all, much less find out what their names were. Perhaps, in this world, Wolf was a perfectly normal name -- Snow didn't know.

" Are you... Are you sure ? You do not have to, sir... I mean, Mr. Wolf." Snow replied, her words coming out jumbled in her nervousness. The last thing she wanted to do was bother and inconvenience him -- she had already done enough of that for one night -- but, still, she had to admit... She needed the protection. She had gotten herself into dangerous situations before. He was certainly much larger than her, far more capable of fending off unwanted predators than she... It would be safer this way. " But, alright... I will permit for you to walk me home. " 

[puresncw-blog]

❅ , ❣ , & ✺

❅ - favorite time of the year ?

Snow has always loved the spring. The other seasons have their merits too -- autumn, because of the delicious apples, and winter, because of snow and Christmas, and summer, because of the heat and the fun to be had... But, spring has always been her favourite. Even though all of the blooming flowers make her sneeze, the beautiful colours, coupled with the wonderful weather and new life blooming all around her, always makes her heart sing.

When she was little, her mother and father would take her out into the forrest in May, and Snow would pick flowers and fruit in her little basket to take home. Then, as the sun was beginning to set, they would have a picnic of sandwiches and biscuits and tea, just spending the entire day enjoying the spring air...

Maybe, that's why she loves spring so much.  

❣ - what calms your muse down ?

When Felicity needs to calm down after being fired up - which happens more often now that she's in the twenty-first century - she always turns to music. She'll sing little songs to herself - little lullabies that she picked up from her mother as a child, or the calls of birds that she listened to in the forrest, or love songs that the Minstrel of the kingdom would sing - and, within seconds, she'll go back to center. Felicity's also trying to learn how to play the guitar, and she finds that after a hard day at work, plucking a few strings and learning a few chords really does bring her a lot of peace. 

✺ - something your muse finds pretty ! 

Felicity has found that she's quite fond of flower-print anything - dresses, skirts, earrings, bedsheets, tablecloths, napkins, pillowcases... If it's flower-print, Snow usually can't resist, especially if they are daisies, which have always been her most favourite of them all. Flowers just remind of the forrest that she loved so much, and they feel like a piece of home, even though she doesn't know if she'll ever be able to find her way back. 

[jfc-jinx]

“You’re very sweet, thank you.” Scarlet made sure to step around the mess, trying to keep the chaos contained-she didn’t want to cause the stranger any more trouble than she already had- as she hauled the filled garbage bag to a corner replacing the trashcan with a new one. The shelves were looking neater albeit emptier with all the damaged goodies she’s had to throw away. The floor was being tended to, looking cleaner than before. The Sweet Corner would be brand new by the end of the night.

“It’s admirable most of the time, to be so straightforward.” The startle of how outspoken most New Yorkers were left Scarlet in amazement even now. Most of the villagers back home while friendly, mostly kept to themselves. There wasn’t any real drama in her small town considering how isolated it was. People had to rely on eachother for things to get done. “There is a line between admirable and unneeded,” She mumbled, mostly to herself hauling another armful of goodies into the bin. Moving over to another area of the store to fix turned over stands or clean up fallen over cake.  

“I bet they’re lovely.” The thought of children brought a smile to her face. It wasn’t too long ago she was a youth as well. Games, laughter, spending the day without a care of responsibility. The freedom of being a children was something she missed immensely. Scarlet licked her lips nervously, an idea had come to mind, “Maybe they’d like some treats from The Sweet Corner? A gift more than anything.” She looked to the young beauty with a hopeful expression. It’d be an understatement to say she was curious about the daycare- what sort of things did a daycare offer to a child- but more than anything she really wanted to see the children. “Something to make their day possibly?”

[puresncw-blog]

“ It really is no trouble at all. " Snow replied, bending to her knees again to try to sweep the last of the glass remnants of the floor. The place was already starting to look better, even though they had only been working for a couple of minutes... The miracle of teamwork ! " If I were in your position, I know that I would need all the help I could get, and, well... It pays to be kind, I believe. " As naive as she was, believing in her heart that there was good in everybody, including the evil Queen, that was one thing that Snow knew to be true -- it truly did pay to be kind to others.

" I suppose... You are right in both regards. " She replied with a shrug, carefully sounding out the syllables as she thought about it, a frown forming on her lips. The evil Queen had certainly been straightforward with her hatred for Snow, from the very beginning, and, in a strange way... It was almost admirable, to be so straightforward with people. Snow certainly wasn't. Perhaps, that was why she always found herself in such dizzying situations. " Being so straightforward is admirable, but when it is not needed... It is not appreciated. " 

That was only way for her to describe the Queen's actions towards her, really. The more she thought about it, the more she realized... Maybe, the Queen would never change.

" Oh, they are just wonderful ! I truly have the best job in the world, I think. " Snow exclaimed, a smile returning to her lips. Working at a daycare probably wasn't for everybody, but for Snow... Well, it was a perfect fit. Whenever she thought about the children she cared for... Well, she really couldn't help but smile ! " And they would love that, definitely ! They all have such humongous sweet tooths, especially little Lorelai. I'm pretty sure Lorelai could eat chocolate chip cookies for the rest of her life and she would be content. But, yes, they would love some treats !  I always bake something nice and bring it in as a treat on Fridays, but... There's always room for more ! " 

[puresncw-blog]

‽

‽ - something your muse has problem in understanding !

When it comes to the twenty-first century, something that poor Snow always has problems understanding is electronics. Be it her laptop computer, her vacuum cleaner, her air conditioner, her shower head, the doorbell... Everyday, there's something new to learn about, and it all baffles Snow to no end. Back in the forrest, in her little cottage with all the dwarves, she had lived such a simple life. The eight of them got by without many fancy gadgets or even very much money ; and, to be honest, that''s how Snow likes it. Therefore, getting acquainted with all of these new tools that she now has at her disposal has proved to involve a little bit of a learning curve. 

[puresncw-blog]

Headcanon Meme

❤- What does your muse look forwards on their soulmate?

❥- Can often/easily can your muse get heartbroken?

❣- What calms your muse down?

ღ- Sexuality?

⌚- Does your muse worry about time?

❅- Favorite time of the year?

✿- Does your muse like the nature in general?

✞- Does your muse have any kinds of religion?

✍- Can your muse write? How well/How bad?

✎- Can your muse draw? How well/How Bad?

☁- What kind of weather does your muse consider the best one

ツ- Can your muse speak any other language other than their main one?

∞- Does your muse believes in afterlife?

✺- Something your muse finds pretty

✆- What your muse’s phone gallery is filled with?

❦- What is your muse’s favorite fruit?

❧- What is your muse’s favorite kind of food?

‽- Something your muse has problem in understanding

☺- Something that makes your muse happy

☹- Something that makes your muse sad/upset

✉- How often does your muse text?

⌨- How often does your muse use the computer?

♫- What is your muse’s taste in music?

♯- Something that gets your muse angry

⋆- Your muse’s future dream and why

☮- How much your muse worries about appearance?

[racheberry]

“You’re very welcome,” Anya said with a smile, “Felicity’s a lovely name, it’s so good to meet you.”

[puresncw-blog]

“ Anya is such a lovely name as well ! " Snow complimented, the smile on her lips only becoming wider as she hugged the bag of flour closer to her chest. She was still trying to get used to her new name - Felicity Caselotti- but, as strange as the name sounded to her ears, she was starting to get used to it. It wasn't so weird to be called ' Felicity ' anymore. In a weird way, the name really did suit her. " And, of course, it's very nice to meet you as well ! Have you been living in New York City for very long ? "