Dec 29, 2014
blondexfire
"Funny, with your nose buried in that book and your ignorance of everything going on around you, I almost took you for your mother."
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blondexfire
"Funny, with your nose buried in that book and your ignorance of everything going on around you, I almost took you for your mother."
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Esme's head peeks out from behind the trees, listening to her mother and father. She didn't notice she was crying until her father was gone, and she ran out to comfort her mother. "Mama?" the word was spoken like a small child would when they were scared.
Belle couldn’t keep fighting for a man who would never choose her over something like magic. She didn’t mean to cry but she couldn’t hold it in anymore. They were getting closer to the end of this relationship. Suddenly, she heard a voice that she, of course, recognised as her daughter, Esme. When she saw the blonde, Belle held her arms out, holding her daughter in a hug. “Esme. Why are you here? I thought you were at home.”
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blondexfire said: SHE’S SO CUTE! I had two but they were both brown, oh gosh this makes me miss them
I know she is. I've had three hamsters.
"Well, maybe I just don't understand why you're getting mad at me."Or why the rumors can't be true. Jack let's out a huff, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning backwards on her heels. The small brunette was pissed, and she had every right to be. "I mean, it's not like I'm the one that wrote . . . that word on your locker. It's not my fault that--that you're . . . fudge."