[Snow White doesn't cry because Snow White had no one to soothe her when she did. Snow White didn't make a fuss, because fusses did not get the castle clean and the chore list done, an incomplete chore list meant she didn't get to eat. Snow White couldn't inconvenience people because they pretended she didn't exist.
Snow White was not perfect.
She was unable to allow people to help her because for many years, so many didn't. She was always surprised when people never put a price tag to their own acts of kindness because while hers were free, people always came with a cost if they were kind at all. She didn't know how to even ask for help. She trusted animals more than she trusted people.
So no. She was not perfect.
Even now, she was at a real loss on how to be a mother and could only think of what she'd LIKE a mother to be.
But she did know one thing.
Apple White would not be forced to push down everything, to not cry, to always smile with her, because she had every intention of being there for Apple.
She moved quickly and gathered Apple up into her arms, hugging her tight and rubbing her back. Letting her cry, letting her shake, just holding her. She couldn't tell Apple it would be alright, because she didn't understand this whole "destiny" thing that Apple was so sure of. But, she did know she would speak with that headmaster if he ever showed up here.]
I know, I know... and you have every right to be scared when it's your very life and the life of everyone you love that you fear for.
[She pressed kisses to Apple's brow and cheeks.]
My poor Apple, you've been carrying this inside of you for who knows how long.
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Date: 2017-08-23 11:12 pm (UTC)Snow White was not perfect.
She was unable to allow people to help her because for many years, so many didn't. She was always surprised when people never put a price tag to their own acts of kindness because while hers were free, people always came with a cost if they were kind at all. She didn't know how to even ask for help. She trusted animals more than she trusted people.
So no. She was not perfect.
Even now, she was at a real loss on how to be a mother and could only think of what she'd LIKE a mother to be.
But she did know one thing.
Apple White would not be forced to push down everything, to not cry, to always smile with her, because she had every intention of being there for Apple.
She moved quickly and gathered Apple up into her arms, hugging her tight and rubbing her back. Letting her cry, letting her shake, just holding her. She couldn't tell Apple it would be alright, because she didn't understand this whole "destiny" thing that Apple was so sure of. But, she did know she would speak with that headmaster if he ever showed up here.]
I know, I know... and you have every right to be scared when it's your very life and the life of everyone you love that you fear for.
[She pressed kisses to Apple's brow and cheeks.]
My poor Apple, you've been carrying this inside of you for who knows how long.