Eighth Chapter

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The celebration was postponed until the Fearless Seven were able to clear things out with their families about their disappearance. But before they parted their ways, you and Merlin were arguing about who you were going to go with. If you think of it simply, you would've gone with Merlin to meet his family. However, you remembered Jack offering you to meet his father, who was a great artist. The argument seemed endless until Jack jumped in.

"You know, you could meet my Dad some other time. I'm sure he'll be there during the celebration." He said. "Don't worry, I'll mention you after I explain to them why and how we went missing."

"That settles it then." Snow, who was also waiting for the argument to finish, declared. "You all should get going, it's dangerous to travel in the dark."

"You might be forgetting to who you're giving warnings." Hans remarked.

"Oh, right." She lightly laughs in realization.

Everyone went in their own ways, saying their goodbyes to each other. Well, except for Hans.

"Here." He handed Snow White a pack of brownies and cookies. "I made some for you, you said they're your favorites."

Snow was in a bit of shock as she accepted it. "But...I'm not Red Shoes."

"You are." Hans giggled. "Red Shoes or Snow White, they're both you." He smiles at her before turning around and waving his hand goodbye. "See you at the celebration!"

Back to where you are Merlin. You were both catching up with the 2 or so years of not seeing each other.

"So, you're telling me that you still continued to go there even with your dwarf form?"

"It's not like I was going to hide it from you." Then he glared at you. "But you hid your curse!"

"Well, I thought you'd hate me or feel guilty because of my mother."

"Hate you? Impossible. But I do feel guilty. If I had known..."

"If you had known, then I wouldn't be free." You tapped his shoulder. "I owe you one."

"It's already repaid." He smirked. "That kiss was quite useful."

Your palm went from a gentle tap on his shoulder to a solid smack on the back of his head.

"Ouch. That hurts."

"As it should." You rolled your eyes.

"You're still as brutal as ever."

"And you're still annoying." You huffed. "Worse than Average."

"Don't compare me to that blockhead! I'm much more handsome." He smirks with confidence.

"What if I cursed you right here and now?"

"Then I'm just going to have to kiss you again."

"Who says that'll be how to break the curse? It'll be you, kissing Average." You laughed at his expression. "That's going to be a great scene. I should ask the others if they'd agree."

"No way! I'd rather live forever with that curse!"

"Even if it is being a girl for the rest of your life?"

"Of cour---what?! No!"

"It's a kiss from Average then." You teased.

"Even worse! Don't even think about it."

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