//Our #RumbellePlus #CostOfMagick might just be chatting it up with an apparition! Maybe they will get an idea how to find the magic that exists in Salem still. Is @johndove1.bsky.social really afraid of ghosts? Can @priceofmagick.bsky.social make contact to the delight of @lureofmagick.bsky.social?

// Our #RumbellePlus is RPing tonight. #CostOfMagick. Immediately upon reaching Salem, Rumple senses magic there. It's a different kind of magic. It appears to be hidden. Will they discover it's source? Can they access it? @lureofmagick.bsky.social @priceofmagick.bsky.social @johndove1.bsky.social

// Entering Salem, the first big leg of the #RumbellePlus #CostOfMagick adventure. @lureofmagick.bsky.social appears to be immersed in the journey, delighted beyond measure. @priceofmagick.bsky.social is so pleased for her despite the secret he carries and @johndove1.bsky.social watches over them.

- time to see the first sign announcing a turn-off to get to Salem. The miles seemed to fly by and stretch on for eternity at the same time. I was impatient! As soon as I saw the sign pointing out the obvious, Entering Salem, I reached for your hand and gave it an excited squeeze while pointing -

// #CostOfMagick is on tonight. The #RumbellePlus finds themselves on the road heading to Portland, Maine. @lureofmagick.bsky.social, @priceofmagick.bsky.social and @johndove1.bsky.social for the first time have finally started their road trip. The big adventure. First stop - to buy a good camera!

// #CostOfMagick with @lureofmagick.bsky.social @priceofmagick.bsky.social and @johndove1.bsky.social have finally hit the road for their long awaited adventure. Keep following to see what they discover not only about the magicless world but about each other!

" #WCW / #WCE to my lovely @buffytvssummers.bsky.social, who makes my heart smile.." 🥀

// Tonight #CostOfMagick is getting on the road in the new RV, with @lureofmagick.bsky.social, @priceofmagick.bsky.social and @johndove1.bsky.social. Time to see if some of the planning secrets are out of the bag. Unfortunately other secrets are not!

// So the adventure is getting ready to start for @lureofmagick.bsky.social and @priceofmagick.bsky.social. They both wonder what @johndove1.bsky.social is planning in secret. Let's hope that too many secrets do not ruin this adventure. #CostOfMagick #RumbellePlusAU

//The crew of #CostOfMagick is in the house to night. Our #RumbellePlusAU with @lureofmagick.bsky.social @priceofmagick.bsky.social and @johndove1.bsky.social. Trip planning is now on the agenda. Gold's keeping his secrets and he's making Dove follow suit. Dove's not happy keeping Belle in the dark.

// Well that was something! Is @johndove1.bsky.social right in his prediction that @priceofmagick.bsky.social should tell @lureofmagick.bsky.social about his medical condition? His reasoning might be a little convoluted. Rumple is not the kind of guy that always makes a good choice. #CostOfMagick

I understand sir. But it doesn't mean I have to like it. I don't like keeping any secrets from the missus. It doesn't bode well! *You knew I was right too, but you were a stubborn man, sure that you knew what was the best thing to do.*

// Looking for RP'S

// For you #CostOfMagick Fans, the #RumbellePlusAU stay tuned. Seems that @priceofmagick.bsky.social got some bad news and he has no one to talk to about it except @johndove1.bsky.social. He has made a bad choice again by not also telling @lureofmagick.bsky.social. Watch later tonight!

// Wow! @priceofmagick.bsky.social has sure given @lureofmagick.bsky.social a lovely gift. Just what she asked for so they can begin their explorations. Just as she always wanted to do. Can he hope this will distract her from the profound grief she is coping with?

/ I don't have a writer's account & I prefer to stay IC, but, my Tag is #BloodMad, I am Gender fluid and I write what I know. Welcome to the lair...

// Heyoo #CostOfMagick #RumbellePlus #OUATAU is performing tonight! They are getting their physicals prior to taking up their travel plans. Please follow @priceofmagick.bsky.social @lureofmagick.bsky.social and @johndove1.bsky.social. Of course I'm sure Rumple is handling all of this well!

//Looks like @priceofmagick.bsky.social is making a deal with @lureofmagick.bsky.social to take care of each other as they go out into the magicless world to travel. Seems that @johndove1.bsky.social is happy to see them back together and plotting their next moves. Follow #CostOfMagick #RumbellePlus

// O.o @onedashingdevil.bsky.social is finding himself in quite a dilemma. And @aneternalchild.bsky.social is no one to play games with. I feel sorry for poor @ayebesmee.bsky.social as he's going to be caught in the middle. Right now @pawnshopmagician.bsky.social might also be caught in the middle!

// Moving into 2025. Some of us with a heavy heart and others with optimism. Just remember that 2025 will be what you make of it. If you are kind and gentle, treating others with empathy and understanding then you are indeed blessed. Stand firm in your beliefs and hold tight to the ones you love!

// For all that celebrate this is the traditional Christmas week and leading into New Years. Our players will mostly be at home with family and friends enjoying their home time. RPs and storylines will be on hiatus except for the possibility of a solo. Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays! Blessings!

// Well the Golds are at home and trying to get their lives back on track. It's not going to be easy for them. They need to find some direction to take. Rumple is eager to please his wife but he doesn't know how. @priceofmagick.bsky.social @lureofmagick.bsky.social with @johndove1.bsky.social

// Well it seems that @lureofmagick.bsky.social has figured out that @priceofmagick.bsky.social has had his own means of coping through this trying time. She knows him far too well. @johndove1.bsky.social didn't even have to worry about her cornering him for the real truth of the matter.

} available. Once Mr. Dove had bowed out and left you and I alone once more, I gave you a curious look, a single brow arched up with a knowing smirk on my face. “How many bottles have you gone through? Your supplier may come knocking when he realizes his best buyer hasn’t come ‘round again.”

} in the corner, my brows rose with my question, “Would you be a dear and make a trip to Granny’s? I’d love some of her home-cooking. Hospital food is barely a notch better than surviving on Scotch and the odd sandwich.” I rattled of some ideas, knowing the menu could change based on what was }

Did I glance past Mr. Dove to see if Regina was tied up out on the back steps? Perhaps. “Well, John. The thing is, I’m famished and Rumple here has mentioned that he hasn’t been the best about keeping up with buying groceries.” A slight tilt of my head in the direction of the retro-style icebox }

*Hesitating at the door I turned to smile at both of you, my eyes taking in how you both clung to each other. That was good. You both needed that right now.* Of course sir! How may I be of assistance Missy Belle? *In all my time as an employee of Rumple Gold I had never called him anything other -

- than Mr. Gold or sir. But Mrs. Gold was different. From the very beginning she had been Missy Belle to me.*

} “Ordering in sounds divine. No hospital food and I’ll be incredibly impressed.”

} devices.” Leaning up, I pressed a soft kiss to your cheek, the hint of stubble providing the loveliest of sensations on my skin. A moment later, I turned, my hand drifting down to capture yours and pull you with me as I walked down the hallway towards the stairs and the sounds of Dove below. }

The tips of my fingers drifted up your arms, the soft fabric of your shirt whispering under my caress. The smile on my lips reached my eyes, sparkling with mischief while I sank into a the normality of the current moment. “What I’m hearing is, you practically starved while left to your own }

*I could hear Mr. and Mrs. Gold upstairs quietly talking. I couldn't make out what was being said, but then I didn't want to either. They needed this time alone together. My intention was to place the bags inside, along with the flowers from Regina, and then go to my own apartment on the estate.*

// Tonight please follow @lureofmagick.bsky.social @priceofmagick.bsky.social and @johndove1.bsky.social in their storyline.

} of the back kitchen door giving away his presence. “It also sounds like Dove is back. You didn’t have him haul Regina off somewhere, did you?” I asked in jest but also knew neither Rumple nor Dove were exactly above such measures.

} downstairs and make something fantastical for dinner. As much as I’d love to draw a bath and soak away for the evening, I’d love some real food more.” I gave Rumple a soft smile before leaning up to claim a tender kiss only pulling back when I heard Dove come in downstairs, the telltale slam }

} pulled the door closed and turned to face my loving husband. Reaching up, I cupped his cheek in my palm, smoothing my thumb along the line of his lower lip while I let the silence around us settle back into something a little more peaceful. As peaceful as it could be. “How about we go }

} didn’t want Rumple to have Dove or anyone else to come in and turn this room into anything else. Not yet, at least. I couldn’t explain it or quite put a finger on what the swirling thoughts and feelings in my mind were aiming at but I was determined in this. With a slight nod of my chin, I }

} they had. “It’s not fair, Rumple. We’ve already been through so much…” My words trailed off as I sucked in another breath to dispel that shakiness that had snuck in. “I know we should have all of this taken out but I’m not ready.” Perhaps I’d uttered those words in advance warning that I }

} at a crib that was only halfway constructed, a bookshelf that was bare of childrens books and other potential contents. The walls were a cheerful yellow that was at such odds with the sadness within that it hurt. The nursery would’ve been finished within weeks if things hadn’t taken the turn }

} been the baby’s nursery. I was standing in the doorway of the nursery when Rumple found me. I felt his hand on my shoulder, sliding slowly down to rest on my hip while he stood behind me before pressing a tender kiss to my neck. The tears had already gone dry while I’d stood there and stared }

} steadying breath while I let those violent mental images fade away. The only bad thing about that, though, was that as soon as my mind was cleared, I had nothing left to block out that much quieter voice in the back of my mind nudging me towards climbing those stairs and visit what would’ve }

} do something that might be physically exhausting. Before I could act on that mental image, and ultimately regret everything, I stormed off towards the front door of the house and left Rumple to deal with Regina. As soon as the door closed behind me, I sunk back against it and let out a long, }

} It sounded woefully unintimidating even to my own ears. Despite Regina offering me a bouquet of flowers, it was the look of pity on her face and sorrow in her eyes that really set me off. I imagined lunging for her to just start hitting, kicking, and screaming just to get this odd energy out and }

} really have any plan as to what I’d do or say to her, but it was… something. An action other than staring out of a window or at a television screen or, worse yet, laying in a hospital bed with nothing but the beep of monitors to keep my company. “Regina, I don’t want you here. Please leave.” }

} unexpected stop, gesturing towards none other than Regina standing in the middle of the driveway blocking our progress. I jumped out of the car before Rumple could stop me and marched up to the woman with an anger that stemmed from so much grief, aggravation, and sheer annoyance. I didn’t }

} I didn’t think I was quite prepared to face that just yet. I squeezed my eyes shut against the wave of grief that threatened to overtake me again. It was only the quick stop of the car, my body pitching forward that forced me to open my eyes again. Dove grunted by way of apology for the }

} nonsense. I couldn’t believe it, even Rumple was in on it! By the time we arrived home, I had settled into my skin once more. I was almost desperate to take a shower to wash the last remnants of the hospital off of me. I was grateful Rumple had Dove, our driver, avoid passing the cemetary as }

} I had a nurse and and orderly, along with a team of doctors standing at the door to my room along with Rumple. He and I exchanged uncomfortable embraces and kisses with our medical audience there before everyone insisted I had to be wheeled out in a wheelchair. Hospital protocol, or some such }

} had brought in his attempts to cheer me up. No more baby books, I had a stack of mystery novels and adventure thrillers that I’d gone through. Stories simple enough but taxing enough to have quieted my mind when I needed. A girl could always trust in her books, after all. Before long, }