Mending his wound

Since the accident with the food, Ariel has been thinking about Jim thêm than ever before. She was so grateful that Jim was sweet enough to help her clean up her dress. Little did the red-head know that Jim was thinking about her too.

"Mom I'm home!" he shouts as he enters the Benbow Inn after a busy ngày of picking up garbage.

"Hello Jim!" Mrs. Hawkins calls from inside of the kitchen.

Ariel comes out from the kitchen, wearing an old dress that used to belong to Mrs. Hawkins. Her fiery-red hair is in a low ponytail and the váy of the beige dress waving in the slight breeze from the door....

As Melonie and I keep walking and talking, I decide to ask her some questions.

"Soooo, why did bạn run away from trang chủ anyway?"

I ask her. She just shrugs.

"It's a pretty long story." Melonie says with an embarrassed chuckle.

"Oh. Well, if bạn don't mind me asking, were you, I don't know, feeling like an outcast. Cause, bạn know, I. Was." Melonie asks.

I'm not confessing anything to this girl but, I've got to make her feel comfortable in telling me something. "Yeah. I know who bạn are." Oh snap! What if she really does know who I am?! I'd be in deep, deep trouble!

"Okay then. Who am I?" I try...

Chapter 16: War

Quasimodo left Belle in the cathedral room as he quickly raced back down to the một giây level grabbing a wooden beam throwing it over the edge of the balcony crushing Frollo's carriage in the town square he was now furious running up the steps to the entrance to Notre Dame that was completely locked "You men pick up that beam break down the door" he ordered his guards as Phoebus wrapped his arm around the chubby guard standing tiếp theo to cage "Alone at last" knocking the guard unconscious grabbing the keys from behind his thắt lưng, vành đai climbing on hàng đầu, đầu trang of the cage with a spear in his hands...

Chapter 15: Sanctuary

The tiếp theo morning Frollo made an announcement in front of all of Paris about the bon ngọn lửa, chữa cháy 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 bởi her nightmare that kept coming back every time she closed her eyes knowing that would be her last ngày 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 ngọn lửa, chữa cháy will soon and...

“But I can’t be king,” Arthur said.

In Belle’s opinion, it was a little late for him to be complaining about that. The coronation was set for today. Arthur sat on an enormous ngôi vua, ngai vàng in the middle of the lâu đài courtroom wearing a royal quần áo, áo choàng and a large crown, both of which were far too big for him, in fact the crown kept slipping down over his eyes.

“I know it’s a lot to take in so suddenly,” Belle began, laying a hand on his shoulder, “and at your age it seems like a huge responsibility-”

“It’s not that.” Arthur glanced up at her. “I don’t know anything about running...

“So, now what?” Belle asked.

It was later that same ngày 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 trà 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.”

“I did nothing of...