Audrey sighed, irritated, as she stomped back to her room. Her roommates were all out so she was alone, but two segundos later there was a knock at her door.

“Who’s there?” she called.

“Hey, it’s Jim!”

Relieved, she went to let him in. “Jim, you would not believe what Belle’s just been saying!”

“Yes, I would.” Calmly, Jim folded his arms. “She told you that you were sick, right?”

“Oh, don’t you start!”

“Audrey, it’s the truth! Everyone can see it but you!”

“I am not sick!” Even as she said it, she knew that she was lying to him. “Why can’t everyone just...

Audrey, it was well known, enjoyed swimming, and so it was down at the pool where Belle found her later that day. She sat on a lounger to watch her. They were the only people in the pool room and now as Belle watched Audrey swimming, she realised that Jim was right. Audrey definitely wasn’t eating properly. Her swimming costume showed that much. She was so...skinny.

Presently, the girl stopped swimming, caught hold of the pool rail and looked up curiously at her observer. “You ok?”

They hadn’t really spoken properly before, apart from the few brief times when Belle had accidently walked...

Meg and Snow White were waiting in their room when Belle and jasmim got back. “Hey.” Meg gave Belle an apologetic smile and went over to hug her. “I’m sorry I had a go at you earlier.”

“Me too,” said Snow White, even though she hadn’t had a go at Belle.

“It’s all water under the bridge now,” Belle insisted. “Let’s just hope our seguinte R.E teacher is better.”

“I’m not going to miss Mr Frollo one bit!” jasmim declared, lying down on her bed.

“None of us are!” Snow White shuddered. “He did look at me in a creepy way once. I hate him.”

“We all do,” Meg...

Belle walked into the R.E classroom feeling somewhat confident. “No matter what happens,” she thought, “I will not let him abuse me again.”

“Hello, ladies,” grinned Aladdin, sitting at the front mesa, tabela with his feet up.

“Shift!” grinned Jasmine. “You know we always sit here!”

“Aw! Do I have to? I’m comfy here!”

Meg rolled her eyes. “Well, if you don’t move, one of us is going to have to sit somewhere else.”

Belle looked around. Aladdin’s friends were sitting at the back table. There was a spare assento beside Adam. Before her friends could object, she made her way...

“So, I don’t know; it’s like she’s stalking me or something. Am I just being paranoid?”

“I don’t know, dude. She does a lot of crazy things.”

“Yeah, like the way she use a fork when she can’t find a comb.”

“What do reckon, Adam?”

The trio glanced over at him but Adam was too absorbed in his book to respond. “Adam,” said John a little louder. aladdin cleared his throat, loudly and Adam looked up. “Sorry, I was miles away.”

“Yeah, we can see that,” grinned Hercules, stretching.

“What are you reading, anyway?” asked John.

It was the Tenant of Wildfell Hall....

Friday evening rolled around and Belle leapt excitedly to her feet. “Book Club! I’m so excited!”

“Have fun,” said Meg, who was currently engaged in painting her toenails purple.

“What book are you doing?” asked Snow White, applying moisturiser to her cheeks.

“Wuthering Heights.”

“Huh. Never read that one,” jasmim commented, brushing her hair.

“Oh, it’s one of my favourites! It’s this tragic amor story between two characters, Cathy and Heathcliff. They amor one another, but Cathy’s pride stops her from marrying Heathcliff and she marries a man named Edgar for his...

“Miss French, may I have a word, please?”

Belle looked up in surprise. She had been in disney High for about a week and she was beginning to get used to everything here. She had spent her first enjoyable evening at the Book Club meeting and it had been wonderful. Rapunzel, Hercules, Linguini, Ariel and John made very interesting leitura and debating companions, although Belle couldn’t help wonder if Ariel, who didn’t seem to have paid much attention to 1984, had another motive for attending the club. At any rate, it had been great to be in a place where others shared her deep passion...

    This is the part where I finally come into the story. First let me tell you something’s about me; I’m eighteen, I’m from Kentucky, moved to New England, I live on my own, I’m kind of a loner, and if I do say so myself I’m really smart. Oh yeah, and did I mention I’m a wizard with magical powers? I’m also pretty good with magic if I do say so myself. Anyway, I woke up and walked downstairs to get some breakfast. As I walked por the downstairs hallway, I saw three little kids asleep. The kids looked like they were 10-12 years old and for some reason were...

Belle didn’t want to have to face Frollo the seguinte morning, and she prayed silently that this would be one of those morning where she ate breakfast alone. Unfortunately, when she walked into the room, he was there, and she couldn’t bring herself to look at him as she slid into a seat.

“Did you sleep well?”

Belle started, unable to believe it. He was atuação as if the anterior night hadn’t happened at all. “My dreams were haunted,” she managed to stammer.

“Oh? por that gypsy daemon?”

“No...by...something else.”

“Well, I am sorry to hear that.”

His tone was curt and stiff,...

“But why can’t I go with you?” Belle asked.

The seven ano old wriggled her shoulders inside her slightly baggy grey tunic. It was a little chilly inside the Palace of Justice. Sarah smiled and put her hands on the child’s shoulders.

“Because the Captain won’t allow someone as small as you aboard the ship, Belle. When you’re older, maybe, but for now, you have to stay here.”

“You’ll be a good girl for Mr Frollo, won’t you?” added Clayton.

“Yes, Papa,” Belle replied, dutifully. Judge Claude Frollo didn’t really look like the type who’d take care of children, but...

Belle French looked around the large office room she had been brought to and gulped. This was her first time in a proper high school. She had spent most of her life in a provincial little town where the majority of her neighbours had been too poor to go to school. However, after a chance run-in with Maleficent, the Deputy Head of disney High, her father had been able to waggle a scholarship for her. Now she was here none of it seemed real.

“Ah!” Ratcliffe, the headmaster of disney High, walked into the room. “Belle French, isn’t it?”

“Yes, sir,” Belle stammered.

“No need to be...

The whole way home, Belle was quieter than usual; and even Lottie, who hadn’t known her as long as the others, noticed this. “You ok, honey?” she asked, ten minutos into the bus ride. “You’re very quiet.”

Belle roused herself. “Just thinking about something, Lottie, that’s all.”

“Ooh, nothing bad, I hope.” Lottie gave her an encouraging smile. “It’d spoil a perfect day!”

Belle managed to return her smile. “No, I think I’m just a bit worn out, that’s all.”

“Is it any wonder?” Meg looked over the back of her assento at Belle. “After chasing around the beach...

Belle smiled, her head giddy and light as Adam whirled her closer on the dance floor. Her dress, the same she had worn to the school dance, rustled as her petticoats turned with her, and as Adam picked her up off her feet, she giggled.

“I amor you, Belle,” Adam murmured, drawing her close.

Belle smiled again and reached up to brush back his hair. “And I amor you, Adam.”

He bent to kiss her...and then the doors suddenly flew open. The wind whipped the curtains, fluttering and snuffing the candle flames as lightning and thunder began to rage outside. Terrified, Belle clung to Adam and blinked...

When queen Grimhilde a greedy and powerful witch takes over the trono after the unexpected death of the King his only child a princess named Snow White goes into hiding fearing for the child's safety with help from a good witch the young princess is shrunk down to a size no bigger than your thumb and placed into the care of a middle aged women and her daughter Thumbelina.
Raising the princess as if she were her own not knowing of her past in order to keep her seguro Snow White fears she is the only one her size longing for companionship she still has hope that one dia her prince will come....

Belle waited until after breakfast to tell her father what she had told her mother, about Frollo. Even though she kept reminding herself that he was her father and she didn’t need to be nervous about telling him anything, she felt nervous even so. It just felt awkward talking to her father about something so intimate.

“It has to be done,” she muttered to herself, before approaching him. He was standing over por the bow of the ship. “Papa, can we talk?”

Clayton smiled. “Of course, sweetie.” Then, he noticed the look on her face. “Belle, what’s wrong?”

Belle took a deep breath....

Chapter Two is here! You can read chapter one here: link



The square was always crowded on Reaping Day, the adults and children crowded in an eager frenzy around the stage as if it contained a fantastic present instead of four enormous glass spheres. Two of the globes were empty, but the other two were filled to the brim with slips of paper. I can think of nothing but my name in that sphere, only one of thousands but still so available. My mother pulls me along faster, muttering something about being late.

Finally, we drew seguinte to the stage, on topo, início of which twelve victors fill thirteen folded...

After Belle and Adam had left the office, Mr Ratcliffe sighed and rubbed his temples. Poor Miss French, he thought; she’s not been here that long and this happens. And poor Miss pomba too. Mr Frollo must be some kind of monster, he decided, to try and corrupt young schoolgirls like this.

“Is something wrong, Mr Ratcliffe?”

He looked up to see Cinderella, coming in to empty the bin. “I’ve just been told that Mr Frollo has been sexually abusing two young girls here; or trying to, at least.”

Cinderella gasped. “Oh, my! I never thought he’d try it on with school girls too!”

“Too?”...

That was the way it was for Ramses and Ariel and they were perfectly happy. queen Tuya knew that they wouldn't have it any other way, but her husband Seti was anxious that Ramses stop fooling around with Ariel and focus on taking a wife. He said as much the seguinte dia over breakfast. Ariel, dining with the servants, was absent and so unable to hear for herself what Seti had to say to his son.
"Ramses, you know we're holding that banquet tonight? Well-"
"Oh, don't tell me!" Ramses groaned. "You've got another batch of young and silly women lined up for me to meet and possibly think about marrying!"...

Hi people here's the interview!


-Since when do you started to do crossovers?
-honestly, i don't remember, i think sometime in november or december 2011


-Do you think that doing crossovers now is mais easy for you?
-yeah, a LOT easier ^^


-Which are your topo, início 5 favorito couples & why?
-if it's just crossovers then:

1.Jim/Melody

(wow, surprise xD) -i have lots of reasons, but i'll just say that i think that if they were to meet, they would share a deep and romantic relationship.








2. Sinbad/Esmeralda

-mostly cause in a way i think of them as older versions of Jim/Melody....

Ever since they were children, Ariel and Ramses had been the best of friends.
Ariel, an orphan who's parents had died of fever when she was a child, could remember as though it were yesterday. She had been looking for somewhere to live; for some kind family to take her in after her parents' death and had stumbled across the small pool that flowed below the palace balcony, where queen Tuya and her friends often bathed. There she had come across the young Ramses, playing with a ball. When the ball had gone into the water, Ramses had gone after it; forgetting that he couldn't swim and that the...