Chapter 16: War

Quasimodo left Belle in the cathedral room as he quickly raced back down to the second 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 next to cage "Alone at last" knocking the guard unconscious grabbing the keys from behind his belt climbing on top of the cage with a spear in his hands...

Chapter 1:
Hades had arrived in Asgard and once he saw where he was, it reminded him of Olympus. "Well, well, well. Who do we have here?" asked Hades, making his way over to Enchantress "Can i help you with something?" asked Enchantress "I was kind of wondering if you wanted to have your way with me" said Hades "Ooh. I like that in a man" said Enchantress "And i like that in a girl" said Hades (Later that night with Enchantress and Hades) "You know, you remind me a lot of a certian sorceress" said Hades "Do i? And who would that be?" asked Enchantress "Maleficent. I don't know. You just remind...

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...

[NOTE: before you read this, yes I know Anastasia is not dreamworks but I couldn't really call it Non-Disney Town or whatever]

“Hey Poca, Does this dress make me look fat?” Belle was holding up a green dress she had found in the store. Her, Esmeralda, Pocahontas and Tiana were at the new store ‘Fairy Godmothers’. Pocahontas turned around to look at the dress Belle had found.
“Try pink” she replied as she turned back to the rack she was previously rummaging through.
“Of course! Pink!” Belle grabbed the same dress in pink and walked back into the change room. Just then Aurora and...

Chapter 15: Sacrifice

It had been a few days since Ariel had left John couldn't believe how he had left things between them she must have had a reason why she didn't tell him either way he shouldn't have said the things he did he realized that now all he wanted was her to back with him he wouldn't let anything become between them ever again safe in his arms and he wondered if she was missing him as much as he was missing her. And she was she couldn't stop thinking about him ever since she had come home she locked herself in her room from sunset to sunrise she didn't want anything to do with...

In one of the small changing rooms of the Agrabah Palace, Jasmine 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...

Seti did calm down eventually, but he still couldn’t quite bring himself to accept Ariel as his son’s chosen bride. Not that it mattered in the slightest, for there was nothing that he could say or do that could prevent their union. Queen Tuya had enough blessing for the both of them and Moses declared that he would be “tickled” to have Ariel as a sister.

The day of the wedding arrived and Ariel found herself dressed in the finest silk in all of Egypt for the occasion. Queen Tuya declared that there was surely no goddess in all of Egypt that could match her beauty that day. Moses was...

A young girl with snowy hair tip-toed from pillar to pillar. She saw her horribly cruel step-father making a deal with the princess. She gasped before ducking down. “I have to warn Ariel!”

Aladdin and Alem wear spending the day looking for different types of flora and fauna. And unfortunately that was Alem’s favorite activity. “I think this is a Jasminum sambac.” Alem mumbled while taking notes. “And in Arabic?” Aladdin teased. “Jasmine” Alem said as he started to wander towards the castle.

Jasmine’s perfect nose scrunched in disgust and she left the drafty underground room....

A young man with shaggy black hair, hazel skin and dark chocolate eyes walked through the smoky and humid bazaar. His eyes flickered with excitement as he made his way down to his favorite place ever, the beach. A young woman ran to catch up to him. "Aladdin!" She called, "Aladdin wait for me!". Aladdin turned around as his best friend caught up to him. "Took you long enough Jazzy." He snickered while playfully twisting a long strand of Jasmine's charcoal hair around his fingers.

They walked hand in hand until Aladdin stoppped short. Sitting in front of them was a beautiful girl with a long...

It was well after sunset when Cinderella woke up. Cinderella's stomach grumbled. She hadn't had anything to eat since breakfast. She walked to the door and opened it. She looked left and right down the empty hallway. Her stomach grumbled again a little louder. "I'm not going to find anything to eat in here." She said and quietly closed the door as she stepped into the hallway. With her stomach still rumbling she wandered off to find the kitchen to eat something.

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Cogsworth knocked on the door to the masters bedroom. After no response Cogsworth...

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

The seven year 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...

Rapunzel pleaded with mother Gothel:

"Mom please. Let me go outside."

Gothel mother shook her head no. Rapunzel's hair was what she needed. To get the point across, Gothel handed Rapunzel a bowl of cherries.

"Bake pies."

Rapunzel sighed and got to work. She never liked making cherry pie. Rapunzel hated the cherry.

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At that time, Aladdin was fleeing Jafar and his men with his usual strength. He had stolen a lamp, and with the genie in that lamp, his dreams would come true. He suddenly realized that the bullies weren't chasing him anymore. But Aladdin was very hungry. He had a piece of bread left...

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ Tᴡᴏ
Tʜᴇ Dɪʟᴇᴍᴍᴀ

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"Merde*," Spy groaned. "We've barely had a day here and there's already a problem on our hands!"
"Hey, we'll all get through this!" Esmeralda began. "In Paris I've survived really harsh winters, and I didn't even have much back then! If we keep our heads up and hopefully we've gotten--" She was cut off by Sniper.
"Yeah, Esmeralda, but...this winter came unexpectedly. It's supposed to be in the middle of summer. We haven't really taken much to go up against these conditions."
"Brrrrr, can we please get home soon? It's getting cold already!" Rapunzel...

“Away with us he's going,
The solemn-eyed:
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest
For he comes, the human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
From a world more full of weeping than he can understand...”

Belle lay on her stomach on the fur rug, listening to her father’s soft soothing tones as he recited the poem they all knew by heart once again. It was the only thing that could calm the children on a stormy evening like this. Jim, sitting...

There was a curse that befell a young prince. He was proud, selfish, and arrogant. The curse turned him into a beast. But the curse may be the only way to save him from himself and make him realize the man he could truly be.

Many years before the curse happened, when the young prince was still a boy he was not proud, selfish, or arrogant. In fact he was quite a gentle, kind, and generous natured boy. He was happy living with his parents, two older brothers, an older sister, and a younger sister. His mother was with child with a sixth child. He secretly hoped it was a boy. Not because he did...

It's been three days since the kids recovered so I took the kids to the park to play, I felt bad for them being stuck in their rooms with nothing to do. However I did unfortunately have to explain some things to them when they chased a squirrel up a tree, a rabbit into its hole, and an old lady’s cat into her arms. However afterwards it was much better, I loved to watch them play, I even joined them; I can’t remember the last time I had so much fun. Afterwards we went back home but suddenly there was a knock at the door. It was an old lady with purple hair in a bun, green eyes, quite ugly,...

It had been exactly one day since John Smith had seen the beautiful girl, and the whole time he hadn't been able to get her out of his mind. He hadn't told anyone else about the incident, not even Thomas. They would have just thought he had been going crazy, or thinking about Pocahontas again. But for once his mind hadn't been constantly relooping the memories of her, and this girl hadn't looked anything like Pocahontas either. John Smith hated to say it but the maiden had been much more gorgeous than anyone, or anything he had ever seen.

After she had dived into the water, he had circled the...

“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...

Le Jour d'Amour was everyone in Paris’ favourite holiday, and it had rapidly become Clopin Trouillefou’s too. As he stood on the steps of Notre Dame, selling the yellow roses that were the symbol of this particular holiday, to those who would proclaim their love for their partners in a matter of days, Clopin smiled to himself. Eight years ago, he had met the woman of his dreams. Well, no, that wasn’t strictly true – they had met once before that, back when he was seventeen and she only seven – but eight years ago their paths had crossed again and they had been swept up in an adventure...

Shock overcame Belle as she stared up at the woman.

“Belle,” whispered Sarah Clayton, looking down at the young woman.

Mother and daughter stared at one another a split second longer, and then Sarah dived to the floor and hugged Belle fiercely. Belle returned it, digging her fingers into her mother’s clothing, just to convince herself that this was real. She had pictured this day in her childhood dreams, a day when she would meet her parents again, but she had always imagined it would be in heaven, long after her death.

“Oh, Mama!” she exclaimed, her voice catching on a sob in her...