“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,...

Chapter 15: Sanctuary

The next morning Frollo made an announcement in front of all of Paris about the bon fire 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 by her nightmare that kept coming back every time she closed her eyes knowing that would be her last day 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 fire will soon and...

“Quick!” Arthur Rolfe seized his little sister’s hand and dragged her behind the nearest tree. Kayley giggled and then quietened with a finger to her lips as Arthur snuck a peek around the tree trunk. No one was in sight. Kayley started giggling again. “Shh!” Arthur hushed her, motioning with his hand. His little sister didn’t seem to understand the seriousness of their mission, which was to make it back to base before...

“Tag, you’re it!”

“Aw!” Arthur groaned as he looked up at his older sister. Kayley immediately squealed and ran off into the thick of the forest. Belle...

"There have been children disappearing for months and you don't seem to care!"


When Belle Rolfe's siblings join the rapidly increasing number of young children that keep on disappearing in their otherwise boring town on the outskirts of a large forest, the happiness of their little family is quickly shattered.

Belle knows that she must do whatever it takes to get them back. After all, they say if a witch lures away your children with her singing, then your children don't have very long left to live.

But the woods are fraught with dangers of all kinds.

Teaming up with a disgraced gong ringer...

The next day, as Belle made her way to the bookshop, with Angelique at her side, she was surprised to see a number of colourful caravans trundling through the streets. Quite a few people had already gathered to see what all the fuss was about; and Mr Bookkeeper was amongst them.

“What’s going on, Mama?” whispered Angelique, clinging to Belle’s hand just in case it was something to be worried about.

Belle smiled down at her. “Probably nothing to be worried about, Angie. Let’s ask someone.”

They made their way up to Mr Bookkeeper. “What’s going on?” Belle asked, politely.

“I...

With what energy they had left, Carl, Rapunzel and Russell dragged the house to the spot on top of Paradise Falls, just as the helium finally ran down in the balloons. Rapunzel perched herself on the bottom step of the porch, gazing over the Falls. It was beautiful, and she could see now why it had been her mother’s dream to move the house there. Carl glanced down at the picture of the Falls and smiled in relief. They had done it.

“Here.” Russell broke the silence and Rapunzel turned in time to see him throw his sash to the floor. “I don’t want this anymore.”

He turned and stalked...

Belle blinked back tears as she carried on through to Calais. She just couldn’t believe it. Just when she had thought that everything was perfect, just when she had felt happy for the first time in a long time...it had all been screwed up beyond her control. She had been too panicked to register Clopin’s declaration of love for her properly and now as she began to realise just what that meant, just what it was to have the person she loved love her in return, she also felt a sinking feeling that she was never going to know that love ever again.

Even Iago was quiet, unusually so for him....

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....

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 next to the stage, on top of which twelve victors fill thirteen folded...

NOTE: I did not write this story. My friend, Street Mouse, wrote and published it on the fan fiction website. I love 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.
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Jasmine stood on her balcony and watched the sun slowly set. In the distance she could see the ocean and the port. A couple of ships had docked there for the night, but not the ship she had been waiting for. She could see the shadowy silhouettes of ships' sails, but it only filled...

At the end of the day, Mr Ratcliffe headed into the staffroom for a well-deserved cup of coffee and some biscuits. It had been another long, hard day. When he opened the door, someone was already inside.

“Oh, good afternoon, Miss Bucket.”

“Good afternoon, Mr Ratcliffe,” replied Cinderella Bucket, the school janitor. “I was just emptying the bins.”

“Good, good.” Mr Ratcliffe smiled at the girl he was so fond of.

“Oh-oh!” groaned Mr Phil, waddling into the staff room. He was the only half-human, half-animal teacher in the school. “I got a fur wedgie!” Mr Ratcliffe wrinkled...

No screamed passed her lips. Nor did her eyes blink. She kept equal stare with the creature in the shadows. She dared not move and she dared not breathe. Nor did the creature. For her gaze was so honest and direct he dared not do anything to break its fragile state. He could not understand what it was in her gaze that captivated him. He held still for he felt if he broke this connection he would lose something valuable that he could not name. Something that he had not felt in years.

A clutter and crash came behind the creature. Both he and Cinderella flinched but did not move or look toward...

Hi! Here's the interview!






-How did you get to this spot?
Someone suggested that I joined this spot, so I did. :)

-Your first crossover was..?
Dodger and Angel

-When you did your first crossover you were..
Excited! I was happy that I was finally able to make a crossover like everyone else on here. :D

-Your top 10 couples are..?
1. Dodger/Angel


2. Genie/Charlotte


3. Charlie/Rita


4. Oliver/Marie


5. Kenai/Pocahontas


6. Timon/Tinkerbell


7. John Silver/Jane

8....

"Shang! Shang?!" I shout as I come in from my trip to the library.

France tends to be very clean without all of the snow coming in. And Christmas is only one week away. As I walk towards the kitchen and set my bag on the glass tabletop, I spot a folded piece of paper near the peach scented candle.

My dearest Belle,
I got an urgent call from one of my assistants. His wife just had her baby and I have to work late. I'm at the dojo from 10:00 a.m to 4:00 p.m.

Shang

I look up at our modern classic clock. It's 3:30. Maybe I should go visit him. Unless I'll just be a distraction. No, that can't be...

So these ones will actually explain why I'm into the ship... for the most part

#7- Toothiana & Nod
So this couple only has 2 pics and I fell in love with both of them. Chesire is really gifted! But I also ship them because Nod was interested in MK because she was new... and Tooth isn't just new but is dedicated and loves her work and that is very infectious and she's very pretty for a hummingbird/person hybrid I could see this couple working because I see their interactions always being fun and Tooth could teach him the joys of being in love with what you do in life



#6- Tinkerbell...

“You know what, Mr Frederickson?” said Russell, finally breaking the silence. “The wilderness isn’t quite what I expected.”

“Yeah?” Carl grunted. “How so?”

“It’s kinda...wild.”

Rapunzel smiled. “That’s why it’s called the wilderness, Russell. Clue’s in the name.”

“Yeah, but still.” Russell shrugged. “It’s not how they made it sound in my book.”

“Get used to that, kid,” Carl replied.

Rapunzel looked up at the house. The helium couldn’t have much longer to go now, surely? She prayed they’d get Kevin home soon and then they could finally take the...

WARNING!!!
HORRIBLY EDITED PHOTOS BY ME!!
A lot of these ships exist only in my mind but the good photos are done by great editors here on fanpop and I gave them credit but if your pic. is here and you still have a problem comment and I'll replace with a horribly edited one by me.
also I multi-ship so...

I support a lot of ships and I wanted to make a top 10 list b/c I love lists but whittling them down was hard so I stopped trying to elimination process at 27 so here is my list of favorite crossover couples.
part 1 anyway

#27- Marie & Oliver


#26- Kayley & Tarzan

By...

“I’d give anything to be a knight on a white charger,” said Arthur. It was now late morning and Merlin, Belle and Arthur were strolling alongside the side of the moat that surrounded the castle. Belle had a feeling that whilst the moat didn’t look particularly deep, it probably was. Arthur had a stick in his hand and was pretending it was a sword, slicing at the long blades of grass that tickled their ankles.

Belle grinned and picked up a stick from the grass. “Oh, yes? Well, let’s see how much you know about sword fighting, Sir Arthur.” Then she and Arthur engaged in a quick...

“Now, boy,” said Merlin, addressing Arthur. “You can’t get by without a decent education, you know.”

“Oh, I suppose not sir,” stammered Arthur, trying to examine the sugarbowl, which indignantly whacked at his fingers with a teaspoon. “I mean, Merlin.”

“Sugar!” Belle reprimanded the bowl, which hopped away in a huff.

“So, I am going to be your tutor,” Merlin explained, opening one of his books.

“But I’ve got to get back to the castle,” Arthur said, quickly taking another biscuit for the road and getting to his feet. “They’ll want me in the kitchens.”

“Oh,...

The second Arthur stepped into the castle, two large Great Danes flung themselves at him, barking madly. They both knocked Arthur off his feet, much to Belle’s alarm, and then, to her relief, began to lick his face, playfully. Merlin smiled.

“Tiger, Talbot!” snapped a large beefy man with red hair and moustache, seizing their collars and snatching them away. Arthur giggled and then looked up at the man, his smile quickly fading. “Now, look here, Wart!” demanded the man. “What’s the big idea of gallivanting off into the woods and worrying the living daylights out of everyone?!”...