1x12 & 2x19
Rumpel’s snarky replies.
“I said you could call. Didn’t say I’d answer.”
AN: For the life of me, I cannot find the prompt for this, but I really, really wanted to write it, so here you are, anon.
“Belle,” Regina sniffled. “I want Papa.”
Belle smiled tenderly at the little dark-haired girl, cuddling her closely. ”He’ll be back soon, I promise,” She picked up a brush and began to comb it through Regina’s dark locks. “And if I know your father, he’ll have a treat for you!”
Regina beamed happily, her mood already improving. But before the little girl could be completely contented, Cora entered the nursery.
“What on earth is she wearing?” She snapped at Belle who stiffened in response. “Breeches? She’s a girl, not a farmhand.”
“We went riding today, milady,” Belle said evenly. “I was never taught sidesaddle.”
“Well, that doesn’t surprise me,” Cora said coolly. “See that she’s changed properly so she can at least feign the appearance of a lady before her father returns.”