It was later that same dia and they were sitting up in their leaky tower, although it had now stopped raining, for the foreseeable future. Archimedes had retreated to his house in a huff after Belle had dried him off, but she knew it wouldn’t last long. Now she poured her uncle a cup of chá and one for herself.
“The boy needs to learn about survival instincts,” Merlin replied, smacking his lips as he took a sip of tea.
“Hasn’t he been through enough today?” Belle smiled. “I’m just glad Archimedes was there to rescue him.”
“A legend is sung Of when England was young And knights were Valente and bold The good king had died And no one could decide Who was rightful heir To the throne
It seemed that the land Would be torn por a war Or saved por a miracle Of old And that miracle appeared In Londres town The sword in the stone...”
The old legend of the sword in the stone was known throughout the land, but it was also forgotten. Many had tried to pull the great weapon from the stone, and all had failed. Thus, the legend had been forgotten and Britain had been without a king for almost twelve years. The lands were divided up and ruled...
credit from left to right chesire, GypsyMarionette, summerjoy11, Safire09, me, Angeelous, MagaraRider
So this is my list of the best fãs here at disney Crossover spot. I think I saw something similar on another club. So I decided to write this to show my appreciation to fãs that make this club possible. Without so many fãs contributing to this club it would soon die out.This is only my opinion of people here and don't be offended that you don't see your name here. It's only because I either don't know you or your activity here hasn't caught my eye. Most of the people on my list are based on their crossover pictures cause that's what I pay most of my attention to.
“You sure you’d like to try this someday, Arthur? It looks pretty brutal.”
Belle stood, wrapped up in her cloak, watching as the two horsemen charged one another. It had snowed quite heavily the night before and even though it had stopped, the place was still quite cold.
She was standing with Arthur, Kay, Ector and Pellinore, closer to the former and further away from the latter. The three of them were staring transfixed at the joust, and Belle was grateful that, for once, Kay’s attention was on something other than her.
Looking around the square as the knights charged at one another, Belle sought out another familiar face. The man who held authority over the joust,...
She had no idea why. If someone had introduced her to Farquaad in her youth as potential husband material, she would have been adamant that he could never be her type in a million years. And yet, here she was, falling.
The sunlight woke her, and she was surprised to find her husband already awake, wrapped in a dark red robe, and fixing them both a drink at the bar. She blinked, turning over and realising that her hair was a mess, and that she must have fallen asleep almost instantly after their love-making. Almost shyly, she pulled the covers around herself...
The seguinte morning Frollo made an announcement in front of all of Paris about the bon fogo taking place while back in the Palace of Jusice Esmerelda, Phoebus and Belle were locked in the dungeon nobody had gotten sleep especially Belle even though she slept in Phoebus's arms all night long she was terrorized por her nightmare that kept coming back every time she closed her eyes knowing that would be her last dia to live if she refused Frollo Phoebus could tell the decision was upsetting her for it was a choice between life and death itself. "Belle the bon fogo will soon and...
The three Baudelaire children were spending a quiet dia down at Briny Beach.
Belle, the eldest, was in the shallows, skimming rocks. She was just fourteen years and an inventor. In fact, anyone who knew her well knew that she had a habit of tying her hair up with a ribbon to keep it out of her eyes whenever she was thinking up an idea for an invention. Currently, as she was skimming, she was trying to come up with an invention that could retrieve the rocks after they had been skimmed into the water.
John, the middle child, was staring intently into the rock pools, watching the creatures there....
Carl and Rapunzel were interrupted in their silent meditation por the sound of something knocking on the door. “Huh?” Carl sat up and stared at the front door. He and his daughter looked at one another, quizzically.
“Maybe it’s a woodpecker,” Rapunzel suggested.
Carl got to his feet and shuffled the door. He got the shock of his life when he opened it and saw Russell, the young Wilderness Explorer from the dia before, standing on his porch. “Hi, Mr Frederickson!” the boy called.
“What are you doing out here, kid?” Carl exclaimed.
Everyone was celebrating in good form that evening. Mr Ratcliffe allowed them to deck the school hall out with fairy lights and a large banner leitura Congratulations from the rafters.
“By rights, it ought to say “Well Done, Team,” or something,” Meg pointed out. “But it’ll do since we couldn’t find anything else at the last minute.”
As good as his word, Mr Ratcliffe also provided alcohol but limited them all to only two coupons each. It was fair enough, thought Belle; this was a school after all, and none of them wanted its reputation to be sullied por wild drunken rampages on...
“I think your magic was a little strong, Uncle Merlin!”
“Now what’s going on here?” exclaimed Merlin, opening the door.
“Jumping hoptoads!” exclaimed Arthur.
Belle couldn’t blame him. The cozinha was in rebelling, it seemed, against Sir Ector and Kay. Only Cook, like the three of them, stood watching the scene without incident. Ector was being washed in the tub por the scrubbing brushes and battered over the head with a dirty pot. Kay was being forced to mop the floor with a mop around his head whilst being prodded from behind with a broom. “I think your magic was a little strong, Uncle Merlin!” she cried.
Belle groaned with frustration as she stumped into the room. Adam, busy doing his homework on the bed, looked up in surprise as she slumped down beside him. “Hey, what’s up?”
“Oh, it’s those guys!” Belle waved a hand, airily, in the direction of her own room.
“Why? What’s happened?”
“They just won’t give Lottie a chance!” Belle burst out. “They kept saying that she’s a boyfriend stealer and an air-head and all other manner of other things and they don’t even know her yet, and I couldn’t help it, I just snapped!” She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. “I...
“I don’t know about this,” jasmim said, doubtfully, studying the box that Ariel had handed to her. “Fighting magic with magic?”
Ariel could understand what she meant but “It’s the only way,” she insisted.
Ramses nodded. “She’s right, Jasmine. From what people tell me, Maleficent’s magic is pretty powerful; we’d need an equally powerful force to counter it. Besides, the spell’s only meant to bring Naveen to you; True Love’s kiss will do the rest.”
Jasmine nodded, understandingly. The three of them were standing over the cover of one of the great statues of Ra in...
Preface: Just when you think there is nothing to live for you realize it was right in front of you along and you would do anything fight for it or even die to protect knowing it would be your biggest sacrifice.
Chapter 1: Nothing Left
Things haven't been the same since Papa died this last winter I'm glad he's no longer suffering and with mother again he missed her so much he had been sick before but it was nothing like this I thought he could pull out of it fight to live and stay with me but he was needed in heaven mais I can still here him say "I amor you my sweet child and when your mother...
NOTE: I did not write this story. My friend, rua Mouse, wrote and published it on the fã fiction website. I amor disney pirate stories and I really like this one so far, so I wanted to share it. She gave me permission to post it on here for you. I hope you guys like it, too. -------------------------------------
Jim Hawkins stirred awake when he heard a light tapping on his bedroom window. Living in Tortuga, he was used to constant noise coming from outside, but there was sound he always hoped to hear; tapping on his window in the middle of the night. He quietly got out of cama and snuck...
The evening of the school dance came around, and Belle was nervous; she didn’t mind admitting it. Why, she wasn’t sure; although it was probably something to do with the fact that she had never been to a dance like this in her life before.
“It’ll be just fine,” her friends told her, reassuringly. “We’ll have a lot of fun. It’ll be great.”
The staff had gone all out to make the hall look nice for the dance. cinderela had spent half the dia polishing and waxing the floor. In fact, halfway through sweeping it, she had been caught dancing with her broom, pretending she was at...
In one of the small changing rooms of the Agrabah Palace, jasmim pressed down the purple outfit she had chosen from the rack. Oh, yes, she decided, this was definitely the one.
“Honey, that is divine!” she heard Jeannie’s voice say from another cubicle. Stepping out from her own, she wondered what exactly Jeannie had found for Belle to wear. It would be something good, of course it would, but she was tingling to find out what.
She was about to leave the changing rooms and show Meg and Snow White her outfit when she heard the sound of another curtain being pulled back and Jeannie grinned...