(I have got a new job and will be working a lot this entire week.
I will be off for awhile. sorry guys.)
“Fly,” Snow says with skepticism. She looks up at the sky wondering how she could get to fly toward a star. The whole idea sounded lovely but she wasn’t magical, she wasn’t a fairy, and she could definitely not fly. “Sadly, i cannot fly.” she says looking down shamefully. “How does one usually fly.” she arches an eyebrow as she looks at Peter, “how do you fly Peter? Were you just born this way? With magic inside your veins?”
“Well, I’ve always been able to fly!” Peter said with cocky confidence. “But most other people seem to need some help. Really all you need is faith and trust and a really really wonderful thought!” he grinned. “Oh! And pixie dust, of course!!!!!” Peter’s whole body glittered with the stuff because of how much time he spent around the fairies. He grinned at Snow White, waiting to hear her response to this. Most people’s reactions were pretty entertaining.
“Pixie dust?” Snow asked with astonishment. She wiggles her nose in contemplation. Where on earth would she find such a thing? “As in magic?” She asks starring at Peter. “But i don’t have any magic, i do however, have the faith that i could do it. Oh, a thought,” she says closing her eyes. She tries to think of good thoughts,thoughts that made her happy. She immediately thinks about when her mother and father were alive. When she was younger everything was perfect. She was always happy then. Just by that mere thought she cannot help but smile. She opens her eyes with the thought fresh in her mind. “In neverland, is there fairies and mermaids? Do a bunch of magical creatures live there?”
“Pixie dust comes from the fairies, Snow! My best friend Tinkerbell is a fairy, and sometimes she lets me use her dust to bring other friends to Neverland!” He contemplated finding Tink and asking for some, but instead he elected to respond to Snow’s other comments. “There’s lots of fairies! And mermaids! But I dunno what you mean by magical creatures…I guess the fairies are kinda magical, but the mermaids? Nah, they’re just a bunch of jealous creatures. But they love me!” Peter said with a grin, placing his hands on his hips.
Snow giggles softly as Peter puts his hands on his hips. “Well who couldn’t love you my little friend. You’re so very lively and whimsical.” She tilts her head to the side slightly. “This place does sound wonderful. It would be the perfect hideaway, to get away from my step-mother. ” She begins to pace around in contemplation. “She would ever suspect to find me in a place that she thinks is only in fairy tales.” Snow snaps her fingers together and turns to face Peter. Her eyes pleading she says, “Peter please take me with you. I know i will be safe there. I don’t care what i have to do, I’ll clean, cook, do anything. Just please. I don’t want to get stuck here alone.” She closes her eyes and clears her mind. “I believe,” she says with absolute certainty. “I believe,”
“I do see her on occasion. Sometimes she visits the forest,” Robin said in reply to what Snow White had to say about Marian. “We’ll be fine.” He smiled. “Have you really no one in your kingdom who could help? Whenever I need help, I turn to my closest friends. Our talents combined can usually beat any enemy.” He hoped this thought would bring something to light in Snow’s mind. After all, Robin couldn’t do all the thinking for her.
Snow white thinks over and over again in her brain of someone inside the kingdom that could help her. Of course she was close with all the maids and the servants, they all adored her. Her people did as well. However, when Robin mentions closet friends it brings a sad look upon her friends. “Well, I don’t really have any close friends.” Snow whispers sadly. “You see i really wasn’t allowed outside the palace walls. My only companions were my servants and the animals. I wasn’t allowed to see other people. Quite sad really,” she says pathetically. She looks down at the ground, “I bet you think I’m quite odd don’t you?”
“Oh, you’d be surprised at the type of people I’ve come across. You’re not quite as odd as you may seem,” Robin smiled. “Did you have no one to turn to when you ran away from the queen?” he asked her. “Surely a princess like you has met some princes in her day!” Robin meant it as a compliment, he certainly hoped he wouldn’t cause her any sadness due to her lack of friendly contact. Surely this girl must know people? She really couldn’t have spent all of her time in the palace alone…or could she have?…
“Well,” she says remembering the one encounter with the mysterious prince that came to her castle only days ago. “You see i did meet someone.” She sits down on the grass and ushers for Robin to do the same. “I was in the garden that day. It was such a lovely day you see and this Prince came into the garden. I didn’t notice him at the time. However, when I turned around and noticed him I screamed.” She blushes softly. “I didn’t expect him there. He just stared at me,” she says in confusion. “Like i was some diseased animal. I thought he was mute. His eyes never left my face.” She touches her face as a reflex. She slowly removes her hand, “The only reason i knew he could speak is when my step-mother came out and invited him for dinner. He spoke to her. He didn’t look at her with such direct eyes. I don’t believe he fancied me very much.” She says slowly. She looks at Robin waiting on his take on the situation.
I can’t bring myself to dislike her.
She may be “a passive character” or “anti-feminist” or whatever,
but I like her.
She’s got some sort of spunk and she turned those seven men into her bitches and stole their beds.
Snow White’s kind of a badass.
“Well hello there, lovely to meet you." —