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Snow ❅ White ([personal profile] powerfulhope) wrote in [community profile] crimson_graces 2017-05-20 12:49 pm (UTC)

hubby~~~

[ Let it be said that they gathered at Granny's and nothing exploded, nothing came out of a portal, no one tried to murder them. For the first time in their lives, it's calm and as Snow looks around at this group of people who are her family, she can feel it in her heart, spreading like sunshine: they're all going to be okay. Days do pass, then weeks and loft life just isn't cutting it anymore. She knows it; she knows where David would rather be and she knows exactly what she wants.

They move onto their farm just after Neal turns one and it's like a dream finally coming true. They had to fight for it for so long, and now here it is, including Wilby, and it's perfect. Neal's never seen so much space and to watch him take those awkward toddler baby steps and run toward David with arms outstretched across their yard is amazing. Waking up every day to birds singing and going off to school is the most perfectly normal thing she could ever think of. She could have been in the Enchanted Forest, rebuilding with David by her side and that would have been fine, but this is so much better than ruling a kingdom.

During her summer break, she gets up just as early as her husband to help with the chores, and it's so early that more often than not they're done before their son is even awake. On this particular morning, Snow takes the eggs they've gathered and begins to make breakfast for her family all while humming softly before looking at David. ]


Charming, I have a question for you.

[ She says that with a small smile as she beats eggs, looking down at what she's doing before meeting his gaze again. ]

How would you feel about turning one of these empty rooms into another nursery?

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