#emmaofauradon

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{ @emmaofauradon Is In Auradon With Ben }

“Are you avoiding me?” Ben leaned upon the door of her locker, looking at his longtime friend. He hadn’t seen her in days, and he had already heard rumors circulating around the place of where she was.

He watched her as he stood thee, fingers tapping upon the metal lightly. “Cause if you want, I want to know why,” he told her. “So I can at least apologize for what I done.”

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He told her not to go, he told her to stay away from the Isle. But of course she had to ignore his warnings. He felt the anger power through him, his control of his temper gone. “Why don’t you just listen to me?” It was almost a yell.

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{ continues from here with @emmaofauradon & Mal }

“Well not exactly, but you two have been spending a lot of time together.”

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{ @emmaofauradon Is Walking The Plank With Harry Hook }

“WELL, WELL. WELL. What DO we have here? A pretty little song bird from outside of our very own cage...I should be honored.” 

Harry smiled a coy little smile as he began to circle the blonde, a new comer who did not quiet belong upon the Isle. She was different, she was new. He liked new, he liked seeing how far they could be pushed before they snapped.

He reached out with the hook, the tip catching the blonde strands of her hair. “Does the pretty birdie have a name?” 

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{ @emmaofauradon Is Walking The Plank With Harry }

The day they had met upon the Isle had been the start of all this, this endless dance that they seemed to be on. Harry could not help but be drawn to the blonde, enjoying her company when he no one else to rely upon. When he was granted permission to go to Auradon Prep, Emma had been the first person he had sought out on arriving.

 As he had grown older, it became clear the way he wanted to go. He wanted to help, he wanted to be on the sea. It was not long after graduation that he disappeared, never leaving any word as to where he had gone - but Neverland was his next adventures.

Years past before a ship pulled into port, until a dash captain made his way to the home of the Charmings. He didn’t get far into the grounds until a blonde caught his attention, a woman who just seemed to put a smile upon his face.

“I was half expecting to hear you had ran off with some scoundrel by now.” Harry called out to Emma, laughing slightly as he did.

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King Adam - ❝ The Uncle ❞ Requested by @emmaofauradon

To many within their inner circle, Adam was nothing but a big lovable bear, who had a slight temper when things did not go the way they should. For the kids, he was the lovable uncle who was a bit of dork. Big bear hugs, pretending to be a horrible monster, chasing them around the castle grounds. Growing up for his son and his friends was filled with laughter and fun, but there was a time when things would change. And they did.

Tired, body worn from the life he had lead, Adam had been thankful for the chance of retirement. A change at allowing his body to rest, to recuperate without something popping up every five seconds. He sunk back into his chair as he let out a sigh of relief, his head tilted back onto the back of the chair. The sound of someone entering the room causing him to sit up, his gaze falling upon the blonde-haired princess that belonged to Snow White and her husband.

“Emma,” he smiled.  “If you’re looking for Ben he is in the study.”

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{ @emmaofauradon Is At The Ball With Cinderella }

It had been months since she had seen her little niece, since she had been able to leave her home with James. It had begun to become unbearable, his treatment of her resulting in her often seeking refuse in somewhere like the kitchens.

Ella was thankful to be away, she was thankful that Snow was putting up for a little while...A reprieve from what she was going through, though she didn’t want anyone to know the truth.

“Emma!” Ella beamed when the young girl came into sight, holding open her arms as an invitation for a hug.

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{ @emmaofauradon Is Chillin’ Like A Villain With Evie }

“You must be Emma.” Evie approached the blonde with a friendly smile. 

She had heard so much about the daughter of Snow White, the daughter who was essentially her neice -- thanks to the marriage her mother had entered with Snow White’s father. She was a beauty, though she could see that Emma was not like the others. She seemed to keep her appearance natural, not over doing it like others here.

“I must say, you pull off the natural look very well,” she complimented. “You are a very beautiful young woman, I may have a nice jacket I made a while go which would suite you perfectly. I’ve been dying to give it to someone to wear.”