I feel like the writers of Breaking Bad at the end were like “well, the show’s going to end now anyways, may as well kill everyone”
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Gaston caught her as she crashed into his arms. ”Woah! Slow down there, girl! It seems you’ve had a little too much to drink today.” Lifting her upright and seating her in his large chair by the fire, he pulled a stool up and sat down, leaning his elbows on his knees. Looking her up and down, he decided she was definitely little wife material. ”Is there a name that goes with your lovely face?”
Ariel flushed an even deeper red than she thought possible, as if the rosy cheeks weren’t red enough from the cold. She blinked at this man, who was quite forward. “Ariel.” She replied, grinning at him. “Too much to drink?” She asked him curiously. “But I haven’t had anything to drink; at least not yet.” Mermaids didn’t know much about alcohol, and the comment confused Ariel because why would a beverage affect her in any way? “What’s your name?” She asked politely in return, smiling and playing with the ends of her fiery red hair.
"What in the- Oh! It’s you Ariel, how are you doing?"
Ariel twirled once, her dress billowing out before settling. “I’m doing quite well, dear sir.” Her grin widened. “How about you?” The mermaid grinned as the weight of her necklace pressed against her chest. “I decided to come for a visit!”
Ariel turned slightly, blinking wide blue eyes up at the stranger. Her hair settled midway down her back and swayed as she quickly curtseyed, barely balancing on her legs. She didn’t come on land very often, and the pendant that gave her those legs pulsed as a reminder against her chest. “Hello,” she smiled. “I’m Princess Ariel.” She held out her hand as greeting, something she was slowly accustoming to after years of watching humans interact.
Hans thought to himself for a moment. The name did not ring a bell from his geography lessons. Perhaps it was an up and coming kingdom in the Americans? “It is on the coast of Denmark,” he replied with a gentle smile. This young woman had the bright shade of red hair he’d ever seen and her blue eyes contrasted nicely. “It is an honor to meet you Princess Ariel from Atlantic. What brings you to these parts?”
Ariel realized very quickly that the Southern Isles were very, very close to Atlantica - in fact, that prince she had seen so often…they were neighboring kingdoms! For Atlantica was right off the coast of Denmark, only a few miles.
Ariel smiled shyly, thinking quickly on her feet. “Friendships,” she responded quickly. My father thinks of peace and says that as the youngest, maybe it’s a good thing that I get out more often. So he sent me here for a few days.” She looked up at Prince Hans and tilted her mouth up into a sly grin. “What about you, Prince Hans of the Southern Isles. What brings you here?”
The Disney Princesses // The Twelve Days of Christmas