Hubby spent thirty minutes trying to pause fucking Frozen 2 for this capture
Well spent, love.
Then we spent another thirty minutes comparing how realistic the leg flops are to an actual gecko and we came to the conclusion that; yes, we believe they would flail as seen above.
Annoyingly, I’m still working on presentations for uni and I have some other things to work on, so it's taking me longer than I wanted to get the next chapter of Hooks and Hearts out. I miss the summer when I could just happily work away at my writing projects T-T
To make it up to yous, here’s another spoiler, a snippet of Harry and Evie’s reuinion.
Oh, how he had waited for this day, fantasied about it for far too long. And now he had her here, right within his grasp. All he had to do was reach out and he could touch her. The princess before him who had stolen his heart then left it and him behind like they were absolutely nothing. They may have been on rocky terms when she had left, but he had thought that their friendship, relationship, and bond had meant something to her. Yet it hadn't stopped her leaving. It hadn't prevented her from betraying the Isle and all of villainy. And it hadn't brought her back to him. He didn't know why she was here now, but he would find out.
There was so many things he wanted to say, wanted to lash out at her for. Wretched little minx. Accursed little traitor! Ye knew how much it meant for me tae leave this Isle... and yet ye left me behind. Like. I. Was. Nuthin!
Choosing the VKs over him - given the circumstances - he could forgive. But choosing good over evil? Choosing those stuck-up, holier than thou, blasted urchins who had condemned them to this forsake wasteland? That was unforgivable. And she would pay dearly for it come hell or high water!
"What are ye doin here, Princess?" Harry asked, a growl to his voice.
Evie straightened her shoulders, looking at him unfaltering and without a hint of fear.
Still so brave, he mused. But ye ain't seen nuthin yet, Love.
"I've come to invite you to Auradon," Evie replied.
Liar!
"Oh, really?" he drawled, the amused grin on his face doing nothing to hide the fury burning in his eyes. "And why would ye want tae do a thing like that for? Finally feelin guilt?"
"For what?"
Harry narrowed his eyes.
Playing coy? Now that be a very dangerous game.
"Oh, I don't know, Princess. How about ye leaving me here tae rot on this infernal Isle while ye gallivant about in paradise?" Harry replied viciously, a smile that was anything but pleasant on his face. "Did ye finally get tae find that prince ye so craved? Or did they all see ye for what ye really are? A cold-hearted harpy!"
He thought he would have taken delight in the hurt that flashed in her eyes at his snide insult, but he found it didn't please him at all. Evie narrowed her eyes at him, taking a step forward. Harry didn't move, refusing to back down. There was barely any space between them now, neither willing to move away and have it be seen as a weakness.
Glutton for punishment that he was, he sorely wanted to kiss those lips, but that would only spell his end. They were as cursed as the fruit of Eden, and just as sinfully tempting. The thought only infuriated him more. Even after all this time, after everything that had transpired and still he wanted her.
Holly turned away from him, and began gathering up the salvage that he’d decided to pass on. It was hard to ignore the pounding in her chest, or the sudden wave of anger she felt for herself. They had been getting closer, friendlier, and it was a mistake. If she’d been smarter, she would have stopped dropping by a long time ago.
But the truth of the matter was, she enjoyed his company, and had even come to look forward to it. She thought of him as a friend. Telling him this would have been the kind thing to do, and yet the words stuck in her throat.
“What for?” she asked, trying to sound as casual as possible. It was a stupid question though, posed mainly to buy herself enough time to think about an actual answer, “Don’t hate you or nothin’ if that’s what you’re wantin’ to know.”