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"I don't know anything about running a country."
"I don't know anything about running a country."
“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 throne in the middle of the castle courtroom wearing a royal robe 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...
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“I think your magic was a little strong, Uncle Merlin!”
“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 kitchen 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 by 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.

“Alakazam!” Merlin exclaimed,...
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“A legend is sung of when England was young..."
“A legend is sung of when England was young..."
“A legend is sung
Of when England was young
And knights were brave 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 by a war
Or saved by a miracle
Of old
And that miracle appeared
In London 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...
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posted by PrincessBelle2
“I’ve got so much to tell you.”
“I’ve got so much to tell you.”
Fiona slid down the other side of the hill and exclaimed joyfully “You did it! You rescued me! You’re amazing! You’re wonderful! You’re-!”

She was cut off as Shrek abruptly landed on top of poor Donkey. Elsa slid down beside them and ran up to hug her cousin. “I’ve got so much to tell you,” she smiled.

“Yeah, what happened? I heard you got married,” Fiona said, frowning slightly.

Elsa glanced at Shrek and Donkey. “It’s a long story,” she muttered.

Fiona nodded, understandingly. They could talk about it all later. Now she walked up to Shrek and stated “I am eternally...
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posted by PrincessBelle2
"You've done it now, Angel!"
"You've done it now, Angel!"
Belle hurried back towards the house, her heart racing. “You’ve done it now, Angel,” she said to the small cream Pomeranian/Chihuahua crossbreed that was scampering along at her heels. Pausing for breath outside the door, Belle looked down at her dog. “Why did you have to nip her?”

Angel hung her head and looked genuinely apologetic. Belle sighed. She could never stay angry at Angel for long. “I know, I know,” she said, leaning on the wall. “You did it because she came at us with a broom and shouted at me.”

Pushing open the door, she slipped quickly inside the Benbow Inn, weaving...
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“You’ll be living with Count Frollo.”
“You’ll be living with Count Frollo.”
The three Baudelaire children were spending a quiet day 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....
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posted by auroraxaurelia
Chef Bouche makes Cinderella breakfast.
Chef Bouche makes Cinderella breakfast.
Cinderella sat at a large wooden table in the kitchen. Mrs. Potts busied her self by talking to the chef while Lumiere flirted with a a feather duster. Cogsworth had gone to settle a dispute between a shovel and a hoe.

Cinderella sat watching all the goings on. She smiled slightly. She liked it here. It was so much different from her home. She felt comforted and at ease. There was also a small feeling that she had been there before. She knew this place but couldn't remember how.

"Well dear, how was your breakfast?" Asked Mrs. Potts.

Chef Bouche leaned forward intent on hearing her response.

"It...
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posted by PrincessBelle2
"I think you ought to talk to your father."
"I think you ought to talk to your father."
Ramses would have gladly stayed there forever, with his Ariel wrapped in his arms, his fingers twined in her red locks, his mouth pressed to hers, hungry for more, but eventually they parted. Ariel pressed her head against the crook of his neck, enjoying the warmth of his arms around her; had he always been so muscular? She had never noticed before. "Ramses, we need to talk about this?" she mumbled into his skin.
He sighed. "I know. You were right. My parents will never approve of this."
"And we can't just go sneaking around behind their backs with this. I've read about this kind of forbidden...
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posted by PrincessBelle2
"Alright, grumpypuss!"
"Alright, grumpypuss!"
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 next day 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!"...
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posted by LightningRed
Thomas breathed deeply. The fresh sea breeze gently blew his hair. He gazed into the distant deeps of the blue ocean. It was almost a whole year after he boarded the ship to Virginia. Now he was going again to that beautiful land, this time with his family. Indeed, in Virginia he didn't find the gold he was looking for, but he found land. The number of English settlers was increasing, and Thomas thought it was better to try their fortune in the free space of Virginia than in the crowded, bustling city of London.

His father had had a bad year as a storekeeper in London. Things didn't go well...
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posted by kristenfan10109
Chapter 5: Festival of Fools

Belle and Phebous made there way into the dungeon hearing the sound of a whip to her it was horrifying what kind of business could Frollo possibly have in such a dreadful place. "Stop" cried Frollo "Sir" the guard saluted who was doing the whipping " Wait between lashes otherwise the old sting will dull him to the new", "Yes sir", "Ahh so this the gallant Captain Phebous home from the wars", "Reporting for duty as ordered sir", "Ahh and I see you have met Belle such a lovely creature is she not? She is staying with me for the time being until I can find her a place...
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"Want to have a wizard’s dual?”
"Want to have a wizard’s dual?”
Belle and Merlin had just finished their tea, and Merlin seemed almost jovial, when Archimedes came flying through the window, looking panicked. Belle sprang to her feet, panic filling her too.

“Archie, where’s Arthur?”

“He was chased by a hawk,” puffed Archimedes, “and ended up in Madame Mim’s house!”

“Madame Mim?” Merlin sprang to his feet at once. “Come on, Belle, my girl, we’ve got to save him!”

“I hope he’s alright,” Belle murmured, before they were both swept magically straight through Madame Mim’s front door. Madame Mim was a sorceress with just as much...
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I just decided to share on how I make my crossovers. This is also to help others who want to learn how to make crossovers. :)

Now making crossovers is a fun hobby, especially if you're pairing up your favorite characters.

So here's what you need to make a crossover:
1. Photo Editing Program - this is the main thing that you need in making crossovers. You can use any program you like. I use link It's an online editing website and you don't need to pay or register. Just get in there. xD
2. Your favored pictures. You can merge numerous characters in one picture, your choice.

Tip#1: Use picture with...
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posted by PrincessBelle2
Belle’s heart began to race
Belle’s heart began to race
Cinderella and Belle’s POV:

Cinderella reluctantly dragged herself out of bed, praying that no one would come in when she was still naked and fumbling for her clothes on the floor. How on Earth would she explain that then? Her shoes had got tangled up in Belle’s dress somehow and she looked over at the sleeping woman she had left in bed. Belle was quite peaceful on her side, and Cinderella cast her mind back over all they had done that night and stifled a giggle at the thought that neither of their parents would approve of any of it if they knew.

And not just because they were doing it out...
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posted by PrincessBelle2
“Excuse me, gentlemen...”
“Excuse me, gentlemen...”
Elsa took a deep breath. She had no idea where she was going, but that need not detain her, she decided, fiddling nervously with the clasp of her cloak and then tossing the thing to one side. She wouldn’t need it anymore, after all, she had never needed one, being immune to cold weather as she was. It had only ever been a status symbol, to mark her out as a princess. But right now, that wasn’t what she wanted. It was time for a change. She was no longer Princess Elsa of Duloc. For now, she was simply...Elsa, a young free woman with cryokinetic powers.

She threw up her arms and transformed...
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posted by PrincessBelle2
"People of Duloc, Welcome..."
"People of Duloc, Welcome..."
Elsa knew that she was falling in love.

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...
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posted by kristenfan10109
Chapter 12: A Guy Like You

The city was burning to the ground all of Paris was lit up in flames and the sky filled with smoke "Sir we've looked everywhere and still no sign of the gypsy girl or Belle" said the soldier with the brown beard reporting to Frollo in the town square confused "I had the entire cathedral surrounded guards at every door there was no way she could have escaped unless" he thought gazing up at Notre Dame where Quasimodo was worried sick he hadn't seen Esmeralda in days and when news spread of Belle's disappearance he was in a panic now she had gone missing to the gargoyles...
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posted by PrincessBelle2
"Of course, Alice took a lot of convincing that there was even a problem, Cinderella too.”
"Of course, Alice took a lot of convincing that there was even a problem, Cinderella too.”
Tiana slept peacefully in her beloved’s arms, blissfully unaware of anything at all, until Lestat woke her with a kiss. She blinked up at him and then a smile crossed her face. “Hey,” she murmured, still marvelling that he had come back to her safe and sound.

“Hey,” he smiled back.

Tiana pressed closer to him, feeling warm and loved. “So, are you going to tell me what happened last night?”

Lestat sighed. “Well, after you left, I sought out Marius and the others. It wasn’t difficult; they were all in the same place. Apparently they’re not too happy with the fact that I’m...
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posted by PrincessBelle2
“Hey, if you need to talk, call us.”
“Hey, if you need to talk, call us.”
Tiana didn’t sleep very well that night. Added to what she had witnessed earlier and the fact that visions of Lestat drinking blood were still imprinted in her mind, she was could never get used to sleeping in a strange bed no matter how nice the place was. Eventually, she was glad when the sun broke through the clouds and she dragged her still half asleep body out of bed and down to the dining hall where her friends already sat awaiting her arrival.

“Hey,” smiled Belle, getting to her feet to give her a hug. “How’d you sleep?”

“Ok,” Tiana lied.

“You sure?” Adam offered her...
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Snarling at Ruber
Snarling at Ruber
Part two- Home invasion
(Still Balto's p.o.v)

After talking with her mother Kayley went to collect the eggs, she asked me " how I'm going to do great things, if I'm stuck here." I didn't know how to answer that so I went back into the house, as soon as that happened windows exploded and a arrow hit the table. The door fell, my fur went up I sensed danger and evil. The figure said "knock knock." I knew that voice too well the man walked in. Juliana asked "who are you?" The figure took off the mask and I answered for her "Ruber" I snarled then shook myself, the wolf side was kicking in cause of him. He looked at me and said "so your Balto." I nodded, and started to growl even more than before. When he reached the tapestry I attacked, first big mistake. Ruber grabbed my neck making me wince in pain as soon as that happened Kayley came in and he tossed me over to her and both of us hit the ground.
Ruber arrives
Ruber arrives
I am Balto
I am Balto
In pain
In pain