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thehinkypanda asked: Here's a prompt for you! Rumple has an actual conversation with Gaston.

“How did you do it?” the young man asked, finally, when the fight was knocked out of him and he could no longer even try to defeat the Dark One.

“Do what?” Rumpelstiltskin was brought up short, lowered his sword. Sir Gaston had, quite suddenly, become a man once more only half an hour ago, and they had been wordlessly dueling ever since.

“Make her fall in love with you.” Gaston dropped his sword, and slumped to sit with his back to the wall. Rumpelstiltskin, no more energy left in him than in his opponent, went to join him, hands resting on his knees.

“I honestly have no idea,” he admits, “I threw her in a dungeon, laughed when she broke things, made stupid jokes, and saved her life when she managed to nearly kill herself.”

“Oh.” Gaston nods, “I… danced with her at a ball, told her she was pretty, and defeated all other knights for the honour of her hand.”

“Right,” Rumpelstiltskin nods, tries not to laugh at the poor boy. Belle had made her views about the man very clear, and as a rose it’s now clear Gaston had still been able to at least hear, and probably see, what happened around him, “Did you ever ask her if she wanted to spend her life with you?”

“No.” Gaston shakes his head, “She didn’t disagree, though.”

“Belle’s a stubborn thing,” Rumpelstiltskin agrees, “Although I think perhaps agreeing to come clean for a monster for all eternity might be something of a rejection, wouldn’t you say, dearie?”

“Perhaps.” Gaston agrees, and runs a hand over his handsome face, “I just… I don’t mind that she’s smart. My mother was smart, too, and Belle’s pretty when she’s thinking.”

“Mm, that she is,” Rumpelstiltskin nods, trying not to remember that she’s gone, that she’ll be pretty with someone else now and that she’ll never return.

“But I… I just wish she’d be a normal princess, you know? Pretty dresses and smiling and impressed when a man wants to be impressive.”

Rumpelstiltskin no longer has any ire toward this poor boy, nor even any derision or scorn. He seems to be a prince trapped with the wrong princess, and he can do something about that. If the least he can do to make amends for his abuse of Belle is make her fiance a happier man, then it is, at least, a start, “Tell you what, boy, I’ll make you a deal.”

“A deal? I’m not cleaning for you, if that’s what you’re after.”

“Oh, no dearie, something better than that.” Rumpelstiltskin turns to face him, “Find Belle, and tell her that I need to speak with her. Convince her to come back so I can fill our final deal, she’ll know what you mean.”

“And what do I get?”

“When that’s done,” Rumpelstiltskin smiles, “You will meet a princess who’ll care for you and be impressed.”

—-

“He… wait, why would Mr Gold want to talk to me?” Izzy French frowned at her friend, but Greg seemed adamant.

“I don’t know when he said it, but I’m certain.” Greg nods, “You have to go talk to him.”

“Why?”

“Just go, I… I feel like you have to do this, something about a deal? Please Iz?”

She sighs, but nods, and heads away from him toward the pawnshop. He watches her go with a confused little frown, but the spell is broken by a small hand on his shoulder.

There is a girl smiling at him, her teeth pearly and white, freckles on her nose and long red hair flowing down her back. She is the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen.

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