Line Without A Hook.. {Bridget x Hook 🪝🧁}

Enchanted

"Harriet, could you go do Clara Janes hair for mommy?" Bridget sweetly asked. It had been over a decade since her whole highschool catastrophe. She and James spent their youth exploring islands and sailing the seas. They had 3 kids and a fourth on the way! Since the couple never had any sort of wedding or ceremony, they decided to have one. They had never docked the ship near Auradon before, but they decided to today. East of Auradon, the region of Bayou De Orleans. It was by the ocean, very beautiful. They were doing everything in their power to make the ship not noticed. If it was, Bridget would be sent to Wonderland to rule. When she looked in the looking glass once, she saw her father died around the time Auradon became united. Wonderland refused. There was no ruler and it was pure havoc. She had a fine life with her family on the ship and didn't want the responsibility of being a queen. They also could be sent to the retched trenches, also known as the aisle of the lost. They did not want that. The ship had avoided Auradon Authorities for a decade, why couldn't they do it for another?

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Bridget spun around in her wedding gown, it was lovely. Smee had the crew design it using old white fabric and seashells they had collected from adventures. It was float and soft. It looked beautiful with her red hair. Her small baby bump poked out adorably. As she looked in the mirror, she heard a door creak and close. She glanced and was met with the sight of her baby boy. Her only son. She smiled, hugging him. "Oh Harry, how are you feeling today?" She asked, giving him a kiss on the cheek. She had developed a British accent over the years from being around James. "I'm great mom!" He responded, grinning at her. He was 10, Harriet was 12, and Clara Jane, better known as CJ, was 7. "That's great hunny, go run along and play with Clara Jane and Harriet." Bridget beamed. Harry ran out of her dressing area, leaving her alone at her vanity. "Miss Bridget, I just wanted to tell you that you are absolutely stunning." Smee stated, standing by the doorway. "Thank you, Smee. Thank you for everything. Thank you for setting up this whole ceremony and helping with the children. It means a lot." She responded, smiling at the short man. He had always been there for her. "Of course maam. The ceremony is starting shortly. Be up at the deck in 20." He reported, running away to the deck. She smiled, taking a final look and making her way up to the deck.

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James stood at the makeshift altar awkwardly and nervously. He took a deep breath, admiring the scenery. The sun was going down with the ocean behind them. The altar was made of seashells. They used old rugs as the runway carpet. All the atendees, (the crew and children) used the rustic barrels as chairs. They weren't rich in money, but they were rich in love. James wore a very nice black tux with a white lace shirt under. A crew member started playing the piano, the cue for CJ and Harriet. They had cute red dresses on, ones Bridget had made for them, and two braids on each of their heads. They pranced down the aisle, petals fluttering all over. Harry walked next, the rings in his hand. He wore a black shirt and jeans. The rings were stolen from the Polynesian lands when they explored a few months back. Finally, it was Bridget's turn. Her white flowy dress slightly blew in the wind. The sun hit her face perfectly. James was heaven struck, she was just as beautiful as the night they went to the enchanted lake all those years ago. She smiled, standing face to face with the love of her life. They did their vows and put their rings on eachother, kissing after. Everyone cheered. It was beautiful.

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It was the reception, cheering and dancing going on. It was such an amazing time. The kids ran around, playing. "Do you think the new baby will be a boy or girl?" Harriet asked her younger siblings. "It better be a girl!" CJ exclaimed. Harry rolled his eyes, sticking his tongue out, "It better be a boy. If it's another girl, i'll make it walk the plank!" He screeched. Harriet giggled, her younger siblings were quite amusing. "I don't care what the baby is, I just can't wait to meet them!" She softly smiled. Bridget and James admired their children. Bridget loved being a mother more than anything. She would never call her children a disappointment or make them feel horrible. James loved them to. "I'm so glad we were dumb kids and decided to run away together." Bridget whispered into James ear. He stared into her eyes longingly. "Me too." He whispered back, kissing her. The party went on for about another hour, Smee eventually sent the children to bed and the crew said their good nights. James and Bridget stood on the dock, slow dancing with each other. She would forever and always be enchanted to meet him. It looked like the two were dancing in a snow globe round and round. She was his lover. Right as they finished dancing, James got a glance of a bunch of royal cars heading into Bayou de Orleans. He wondered why. He could see the roads but they most likely couldn't see them. He felt a bit worried but shook it off. The couple headed to bed, not a care in the world.