3-At the Library

[chippedcup]

[Filtered to Rumpelstiltskin]
So where were you hiding all last week? I didn't see you at all. Too busy sulking? [It wouldn't have surprised her.]

[She was in the library today with her Quilava, who thankfully really didn't give off flames anymore. She picked a book from the shelves, bringing it to a table and sitting down. And then she made the mistake of opening it. Over the journal, you can hear the loud whoosh of water, the cry of a gull, the creak of a ship, and now everybody's journal is probably leaking salt water through Belle's. Then the book is unceremoniously slammed shut. And then she's dictating through the journal:]

...I wouldn't open any books today. Or possibly for the next week.

[She's currently in the library, sopping wet, with a very disgruntled, wet Quilava. Come bother?]

Comments

[chippedcup]

[She gives him a look of annoyance.] And what am I going to have to do to get it?

[deal_with_it]

[He flings the towel over his shoulder and walks back and forth with it, looking thoughtful, holding a finger to his chin.]

Well, let's see... you already have to do most of the things I ask you to.

[He finds a chair, sits in it with his legs crossed.]

Perhaps you have a suggestion?

[chippedcup]

[She puts her hands on her hips. She can play this game with him.] Like what? Obviously you have something in mind, or else you wouldn't be saying it.

I think that's Rump for 'I was trying to be nice, dammit.'

[deal_with_it]

[Now he looks a tad annoyed.]

You know, you really should be taking advantage of this opportunity. I rarely let the other party decide their part in our deals.

Well, this is Belle for 'be nicer.'

[chippedcup]

You know, I don't need that towel. I can just get my own. [She will literally wish up a towel from the Castle just to prove that point.]

well played. :| obviously he's not so good at 'nice.'

[deal_with_it]

...I see.

[Well, it was obvious he wasn't expecting that. He knew about the wishing, but perhaps it hadn't sunk in how powerful it could be.]

she just needs to train him.

[chippedcup]

[She knows she has him beat.] So, you could be nice and just give me the towel, or I could just get another towel.

[deal_with_it]

[It takes him a moment of thought, frowning, before he snaps his fingers and leaves, looking a bit miffed about the whole thing... the towel is still draped on the chair he was sitting in, however. He just forgot it, though. He wasn't listening to what she said or anything.]

[chippedcup]

[She laughs at him, and goes over to get the towel.] Thank you!