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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Once_Upon_a_Time_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Belle/Rumplestiltskin_|_Mr._Gold, Belle_&_Rumplestiltskin_|_Mr._Gold,
      Belle/Rumplestiltskin_|_Mr._Gold/Rumplestiltskin_|_Mr._Gold
  Character:
      Belle_(Once_Upon_a_Time), Rumplestiltskin_|_Mr._Gold, Red_Riding_Hood_|
      Ruby, Merlin_|_The_Sorcerer_(Once_Upon_a_Time), Ariel_(Once_Upon_a_Time)
  Additional Tags:
      Mildly_Dubious_Consent, Dubcon_Kissing, Daddy_Kink, Androids, Smut, Fluff
      and_Angst, Mild_Father-Daughter_Relationship
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-11-11 Updated: 2017-01-31 Chapters: 7/? Words: 23550
****** EnchantedWorld ******
by RoyaltyLaine
Summary
     Westworld inspired Rumbelle AU.
     Mr.Gold never had a family let alone any children. After he retires,
     his craving for fatherhood quickly grows. Luckily for him, he lives
     in a time where he is able to satiate his desires through living
     dolls.
Notes
     Here's another daddy!Gold verse.
     Beta Mysticpoet
***** By Most Mechanical *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
 
 
I can't feel anything. Where am I? Everything is so quiet. I can't hear
anything. Nothing's here. Empty. I've got to escape.
"Okay Belle, bring yourself online."
The soothing voice commands and Belle has no choice but to do what the voice
says. She felt like she was in a dream, as if the person she was, was not real.
The voice she hears isn't real. The chair she sits in, the room she's in and
the light that blares on her from above is not real. It all felt like a dream.
It was a dream. Belle was in a dream.
"Hi," Belle says while graciously smiling at the woman the voice was coming
from.
"Do you know where you are Belle?" The woman asked.
"I'm in a dream," Belle said simply in a standard female's voice.
"Yes you are, do you know what dreams are?" The woman asks to demonstrate to
the people who are watching behind the two-way mirrors that were placed on each
of the walls, that Belle's logic would never allow her to know the difference
between what was real and what was a lie.
"Dreams are the mind's way of communicating, without actually speaking to
yourself."
"That's right Belle. Now tell me, have you ever questioned your existence?" The
woman asks to demonstrate that Belle would never question why she wasn't born,
but made.
"No."
"And what about your father?"
"My father?" Belle asks with a curious expression.
The woman taps her fingers quickly across a computerized tablet in her hands.
"And what about now?" Belle sees the woman tap the upload button on the tablet,
and Belle feels a rush come over her. Like her mind was switched around.
Thoughts and memories flutter in her head until the jumbled mess became clear.
She knows her father now.
"Oh yes." Her voice now changes to an Australian accent. "Of course I know my
father. His name is Carter Gold." She looks around the strange room, she's been
in so many times, in so many of her dreams. Her father is nowhere to be seen,
she starts to get worried and begins to panic. "Where is he? Have I done
something wrong?"
"Limit your emotions." Belle's frown fades as the fear for her father's safety
leaves her. "You will get to see him soon Belle, but first I need to ask you
some questions."
Belle thinks the woman seems nice enough and she did tell Belle that she would
be able to see her father very soon. Belle doesn't mind the questions either,
she's very curious too. At least, that's what she's programmed to be.
"Okay Belle, how old are you?" The woman asks to exhibit Belle's new memories.
"I'm 17."
"What are some things that you like to do?"
"I like to read and go to school. Oh and of course make my father proud of me."
"What are your goals?"
Belle gives the woman a warm smile. "To always make my father happy, by being
the best daughter I can be."
"That sounds like wonderful goals. Tell me more about yourself?"
"Well I'm adopted, but my father loves me all the same."
"When you go home and you don't see family pictures that include you, does that
worry you?" The woman asks to show the watchers that real life logic will not
affect her.
"No, I'm sure my father has his reasons for not having any baby pictures of me,
but that doesn't mean we can't take new pictures and create new memories."
"Excellent Belle. One last question. Would you ever hurt your father?" The
woman asks to show that Belle was designed never to hurt a human.
"Oh god no, I wouldn't even harm a fly."
"I know you wouldn't Belle, now wait here while I go get your father, he's
looking forward to meeting you."
Belle smiles and nods while the woman gets up from her chair and exits the
white room with the two-way mirrors placed on each of the four walls.
It was the year 2094 and a company called EnchantedWorld was on the move with
their latest innovation. The synthetic human object with stories, or S.H.O.W.S.
for short, were artificial human beings with programmed memories (or stories)
and thoughts to make them think and seem real. They were also made to feel
real. Their life-like bones were made of a synthetic substance and would crack
and break just like real bones would. The blood that flowed through the veins
in their bodies was fake, but was warm and crimson red just like the real
thing. Organs, skin, hair, and nails, were all imitations but they worked and
felt like the real deal. If you owned a S.H.O.W.S you basically owned a human,
except you were the one to control them. You could control every thought,
action, mood, and word with a click of a button or a simple command.
Carter Gold just paid 1.5 million dollars for his very own S.H.O.W.S. so that
he would soon have his very own daughter to love and play with for the rest of
his life. Belle wouldn't age, and she was programmed to understand that this
man she never met once in her life was her father since she was a baby.
Although it wasn't her who needed to adjust to this fact, it was Carter.
"So would she ever question why she'll never go to college or why she doesn't
age?" Carter Gold asks Belle's programmer.
"No, Mr. Gold. Belle is programmed to be content in a loop. Meaning, to her
everything will seem like the same day, she's just waking up with the same
memories of the previous day. Time doesn't move for her." Merlin says. Not only
was he Belle's programmer, but also the master engineer and head of the coding
department.
Carter Gold is behind the two-way mirror, along with Belle's programmer, her
designer, and her behaviorist. He watches his new daughter behind the glass
staring absentmindedly into the empty white room. He was having second thoughts
on having an artificial human to take care of and pretend was his daughter, he
considered asking for a refund and quickly fleeing the company. But he heard so
many great things about these S.H.O.W.S. He'd read somewhere that they helped
many who struggled with depression, PTSD, or other ailments but that wasn't
Carter's case. Carter was just lonely. He never had a family, he never had time
to, all he had time for was work and his only family was the millions of
dollars in his bank account. It was enough for a while, until he retired and
truly felt alone. He didn't choose a S.H.O.W.S that would represent a wife,
instead he chose the companionship of a daughter. A daughter that would fulfill
his dreams of being a father.
"She's been uploaded with the requirements you requested." Dr. Ruby, Belle's
behaviorist, adds while handing Mr. Gold the computerized tablet with all of
Belle's false human characteristics. They were based on a 20 point Richter
scale. Belle's creativity was an 18, intelligence 18, empathy 18, drive/passion
was set to 17, loyalty 17, motor skills 14, and courageousness was a 19,
intuitiveness 5, curiosity 20, love 17. "So as you can see, Belle's a bookworm,
she has your charm, she's intelligent, she's highly curious, but we scaled down
her intuitiveness to counteract her high curiosity."
"And her memories? What does she know about me?"
"Everything," Merlin said to put Mr. Gold's mind at ease. "She knows everything
that you filled out in your compatibility survey when you had your first psyche
assessment. We've spent over 1400 hours building her program to fit your life
like she was there from the beginning." Merlin assures him.
"Does she know what I look like? Will she recognize me?"
"Yes, the photos that we took of you, including your voice sample, have all
been written into her program." Merlin answers quickly. Mr. Gold notices how
confident he seems in his answers. Perhaps many people before him had the same
concerns about their S.H.O.W.S. but that still wasn't enough to put his doubts
away.
"What if I mess up, or slip and there's a paradox or something?"
"Mr. Gold, we here at EnchantedWorld have thought of everything. Any
inconsistencies that she may encounter, Belle will see it as nothing. Her mind
just won't let her process it. She wouldn't even question it." Dr. Ruby
reassures him.
"For example, if anyone were to tell her that she wasn't a real person, it
wouldn't affect her. She would simply overlook the statement." Merlin added.
"Mr. Gold, I'm Ariel, Belle's designer." The red-haired woman said as she shook
Carter's hand. "I created Belle a little over 30 years ago and she was my first
build. I made her veritable and versatile so she could be used as a child or as
an adult. As you can see, she's very small, 5'3, slender, I gave her blue eyes,
she's a brunette, full pink lips and high rosy cheekbones. Some of her previous
roles she played in EnchantedWorld were a princess, a warrior, and recently
until your program she was a librarian."
"Well you've done a wonderful job, she's very beautiful."
"Do you have any more questions before you meet your daughter?" Dr. Ruby asked.
Carter Gold has a ton of questions but he can't form any of them into complete
and understandable sentences, so he doesn't ask them. He nods his head and
Belle's behaviorist takes Mr. Gold inside the room that houses his new
daughter.
"Belle." He called out nervously as he enters.
"Father?" The hopeful expression she gave him warms his heart. She gets up from
the chair and runs to him enveloping herself into his awaiting embrace.
"Yes sweetheart it's me, it's your father." Carter said squeezing her tightly.
She's warm and feels so real. He closes his eyes and loses himself for a moment
while he holds her close.
"Oh daddy I've missed you. I wanna go home." She said almost distraught, Carter
notices how afraid she seems and he hates seeing her like this. He may have
just met her, but he quickly knew that all he wanted to do was comfort her.
"Limit your emotions, take your seat Belle." The woman said and Belle had no
choice but to do what the voice told her to do. The behaviorist made Gold
realize he didn't appreciate anyone telling Belle what to do. It was clear how
attached he became to her just because of the hug they shared.
"Will anyone just be able to command her?"
"Not at all, only you. And well, her attribute team: myself, Merlin, and Ariel.
But that's all." Dr. Ruby consoles him while giving Carter a pamphlet with a
list of verbal commands. "Okay. There's are only 4 commands you really need to
worry about, if you ever want to shut her down, you need to say this phrase:
"May you find rest." Belle's head slouches over and she stares blankly off into
the room.
"To turn her back on, you say this: Belle bring yourself back online." Belle
shifts again and turns to face the pair in the white room and greets them with
a simple hello in her standard female voice. "And she'll reboot herself."
"Now when you want to go into her settings menu to maybe tweak her program, you
say analysis. To leave her settings mode you say, as you were. You can also
halt her motor skills by sayingfreeze."
The demonstration was a lot for Gold to take in. She looked so real and life-
like and to see Belle being turned on and off like a machine, left him
unsettled. When he hugged her she even feels real. Her skin's soft and smooth,
he could even feel the tiny hairs on her arm and see the sparkle in her eyes
when she smiles. These small details are what makes her seem so human. He makes
the ethical decision not to use her commands to his benefit. Carter wants the
full experience of having a real daughter, not some robot he could control.
"There's one more thing I need to explain. S.H.O.W.S have a mode in their
settings called improvisation mode. This allows her to come off script and
Belle will be more in depth, her reasoning will become obscured. And with
Belle's curiosity already at 20 points, I would recommend you keep her on
script to have a more enjoyable experience. Do you have any other questions?"
Dr. Ruby asks with a reassuring smile.
"Not that I can think of right now."
"Well if you ever think of any, just call or bring her in. We're not here just
for Belle, we're here for you too. If you're not adjusting well to her, let us
know and we can tweak her program to what you prefer."
"That won't be necessary. She's perfect."
"I'm happy you feel that way." Dr. Ruby hands over Belle's computerized tablet
that controls her whole being to Mr. Gold. "Belle it's time to leave, your
father is ready to take you home."
Belle stands and walks to her father and smiles lovingly before placing her
hand out for him to hold. Gold was still mesmerized by her. She was a real life
doll programmed to be his daughter so he wouldn't be lonely. They walk hand and
hand out of the building to his awaiting car that the valet brings from the
parking garage. He opens the door for her and she gets in gracefully and then
straps herself into her seat belt.
The car ride was quiet, since he didn't know what to say to her. He only kept
looking at her from the corner of his eyes. His mind begins jumping to the
worst possible situations: What if I break her? What if she doesn't love me?
What if I lose her? His abandonment issues rear their ugly heads.
"What's wrong daddy?"
That word was so unfamiliar to him. "Nothing's wrong sweetheart, but can I ask
you a question?"
"Of course."
"Do you really love me?" He asked, afraid she might say no, forgetting that she
was programmed to always love him.
"With all of my heart and I promise dad, I will make you proud."
"Why do you want to make me proud?"
"Well daughter's are supposed to make their fathers proud."
"I suppose so." Gold never had a daughter, let alone any children. He isn't
worried about Belle being a good daughter because she was programmed to be.
He's more worried about himself being a good father to Belle.
"So what's the first thing you want to do when we get home?" Belle asks
exuberantly.
Carter was all smiles. He loves her lively demeanor. "Well after we get you
unpacked I thought maybe you would like to eat something, do you eat?" Carter
asks but he quickly regrets it and worries if this would effect her logic. You
don't ask a real human being if they eat.
"Dad what a silly question." Belle chuckles lightly. "We can cook together,
doesn't that sound like fun?" Belle asked overlooking the conundrum just like
the scientists said she would.
Before long they reach his home. Belle's new home was a 3 story mansion nestled
in a secluded forest with tall trees surrounding the house. Belle gets out of
the car excitedly while Carter grabs her things from the trunk along with her
user manual. He opens the door for her and watches Belle walk aimlessly around
his foyer.
"Is something wrong Belle?"
"Of course not father everything's perfect and just the way I remember." She
said. Carter recalls the visit from the scientists to his home a few weeks ago.
They took pictures of every detail of his house. Now he understands what the
photos were used for.
He follows her as she reacquaints herself to her new home. She was absolutely
stunning to him, everything he asked for was there. Even the Australian accent
he requested. A perfectly beautiful living doll to keep him company. Belle
seems happy too, pleased with her new home. Belle notices he's following her
and she feels a sense of security as he trails behind her with fondness and
devotion. Carter Gold may have never been a father before but that isn't going
to stop him from trying to be one for Belle.
Chapter End Notes
     If you haven't check out WestWorld, you really should!
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***** This Great Stage of Fools *****
Chapter Notes
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Ruby watches as her creation leaves with her new father. A bittersweet moment
for the three of them, it seemed more bitter than sweet however. She takes in a
deep breath and exhales to hide her discomposure, but her body gives away the
tell-tell signs of her nervousness. Ruby's heart thumped rapidly in her chest
from both fear and anxiety. She put her hand above her heart to steady it's
fast pace, closes her eyes and continues to take in deep breaths, but nothing
she does seems to relieve the tension she has.
"Are you alright?" Merlin asked. "Should we just tell him?"
"No, we have to do this right." Dr. Ruby Lucas explained. "We-we have to let
her find out on her own." Ruby choked out almost on the verge of tears.
Merlin took a step closer to the doctor. He saw how shaken up she is, hell he
is too, as is Ariel. He brings Ruby into his embrace and rests his chin on top
of her head while he strokes her back to bring her comfort. "Did you tell him
about improv mode?" Merlin asks quietly. Listening ears are everywhere.
"Yes, not straight forward, but he's aware of it."
"Good, the pieces will fall into place soon," Merlin said to ease Ruby's mind
of any doubts, but the things that they have done could not be easily
forgotten. Just maybe, trying to help Belle achieve consciousness wasn't a good
idea. The scientists weren't sure what kind of effect it would have on her.
===============================================================================
Deep in the secluded lush forest, Belle and Carter were hidden from the world.
It had been three months since Belle was brought home. Three blissful and
exultant months together. The scientists were right, Belle fit into his life
like she was there from the beginning. Every day he would find himself laughing
or smiling at her because of something cute or silly she had done. To Carter,
she was a real human being and no one could tell him otherwise. Especially when
he saw the red in her cheeks when she blushed, or the twinkle in her eyes when
she was excited, the curiosity in her demeanor when she was reading a new book
or the feeling of her soft lips when she placed a kiss on his forehead.
Every morning, was the same. Belle was programmed to automatically wake up at 8
AM. She stretches and yawns her sleep away, and then the urgency to relieve
herself quickly follows. After getting dressed, she picks out a new book and
reads from it until her father meets her in the kitchen. She greets him the
same every day, with a loving good morning and a warm hug before asking him
what he would like to do today. The first few times she did that took some
getting used to for Carter. To watch her every morning do the same thing over
and over again, was sort of unnerving. But it didn't take him long to adjust
because she was just that believable to him and her repetition just became a
part of his daily routine.
"Worlds do not end, but grow when probability divides the situation. This way
or that way. Each one exists." Belle read aloud from a book that's titled The
Big Picture before closing it and placing the book down beside her on the bed.
"Daddy, what does he mean by probability divides the situation?"
Carter blew the wet paint on Belle's toenails to dry them before dipping the
brush into the baby blue nail polish. "I believe he means that there's more
than one universe, where the possibility of an alternate reality exists for
every situation." Belle's father said while spreading the polish copiously over
her nails and then blew on them again.
Belle giggles and wiggles her feet. "Dad that tickles."
"Hold still Belle, I don't want to get any on your skin sweetheart." He smirks
before putting the polish down and holding her feet to tickle them with his
fingers. Belle giggles and tries to jerk away from her father's playful
tickling, but Gold had her at his mercy. Tears from her laughter formed in her
eyes, until Carter knew she had enough and stops. "I didn't realize how
ticklish you were."
"How could you forget? You've been tickling me since I was a baby." Belle said
reminding Gold of her false, man-made memories.
Carter loves Belle. Their favorite thing to do together was cook and Belle was
an excellent helper. In fact she was very good at measurements and time
allotted for cooking. Gold supposed that was just the computer in Belle being
well at math. After they finished cooking, she would set the table, and Carter
would pour her a cup of milk and himself a glass of red Merlot. They would eat
together and enjoy each others company. Carter always took this time to let
Belle express her memories. He was always so fascinated by them. How realistic
and believable they were, how clear she remembered them and how vividly she
could relay them. The scientists were basically playing God and Carter didn't
mind because they broke the mold when they created his daughter.
"Must have slipped my mind sweetheart." He said to stay immersive in their
little world. "I know how much you enjoy when we cook, but how about we go out
for dinner this time?"
Belle jumped for joy when she heard his suggestion. "I would love to, I have
the perfect outfit for the occasion."
"Good, go get washed up and we will leave in an hour."
She practically leaps from her bed, leaving Gold in her room with a loving
smile on his face. He did the same and got cleaned up. About thirty minutes
into waiting for Belle, he left his room to go find her. He passes by her
bathroom and notices it was cracked open. Gold was a curious person too,
perhaps that's why he asked for Belle to be made so curious as well. He peeks
through the space between the door and its frame and sees his daughter in
nothing but her panties and bra, looking in the mirror at herself. Bountiful
curves and legs that just keep going with skin still flush red from the steam
of her hot water. Carter felt the steam too, but unlike Belle it wasn't from
hot water, it was from his own blood making him hot. As much as Carter didn't
want it, the image of his daughter's unclothed body was imprinted into his
mind. He quickly closes the door to give her some dignity and waits downstairs
for her. Although he felt like it was too late for himself, fathers aren't
supposed to see their daughters naked and their definitely not supposed to have
a feeling of arousal from it. He sighed to himself, beating himself up for
almost coming out of his role as Belle's father.
Belle was still in the restroom staring at herself in the mirror in a
precarious state. Uncertainty was written all over her face. She knew who she
was, but who was she really? She felt like she had been other people, lived
other lives, alternate realities. She pushes the thoughts aside and continues
to get dressed and then went downstairs to her awaiting father.
On the way to the restaurant, Carter tries to forget the beautiful shape of his
daughter's naked body. He tells her funny jokes instead to keep them laughing
on their way to the restaurant. The laughing helped and Carter even felt closer
to her. Belle loved her father's jokes, they were so simple, and answers were
always so easy, though she could never guess them correctly. They arrived at
the Italian restaurant and were escorted to their seats promptly. Millionaire
Mr. Gold was renowned in their small metropolis so service was always high
class whenever he dined there. The table they sat at was secluded and dimly lit
by candle light. Red velvet upholstery draped the wall setting a contemporary
feel. The waiter came quickly with a smile and a bubbly personality, she took
their beverage orders before whisking away to fetch their refreshments. He
engaged Belle in small talk, loving to just hear her speak in her Australian
accent. Before long the drinks came out and the waiter took their order. Carter
requested the Braciole di Manzo, which was only a fancy name for stuffed beef
rolls covered in a tomato basil sauce. Belle, being a regular 17-year-old,
ordered spaghetti.
"Will this complete you and your daughter's order?" The waiter asked causing
Gold to revel within himself with pride. He loved that others acknowledged
Belle as his daughter. It made him a proud father.
"Yes, that will be all, to " he said and their waiter scurried away to her next
customer.
Now with the two of them alone, Carter takes in all sight of his beautiful
little girl. Just sitting there she was perfect to him, he couldn't ask for a
better daughter. While talking and waiting for the food to be brought out,
Carter thought it would be best to relieve himself now instead of waiting until
his dinner was brought out. "Belle would you excuse me for a moment?"
"Sure dad."
He leaves her alone in the booth. Belle took the time to survey her
surroundings. She saw people laughing, eating and chewing delightfully while
talking, some not. There was a couple that caught her attention in particular.
The look he was giving his date was that of true love, it reminded her of
something. Something familiar, maybe a memory. Then suddenly she felt a rush
come over her, she was no longer in the restaurant with her father, but in a
familiar castle library surrounded with high shelves filled with books. Her
attire even changed, she was wearing a bright golden yellow ball gown, her hair
no longer down but brought up in curls and holding it in place was a tiara. In
her hands, Belle was holding book titled Her Handsome Hero. Where was she? What
is this place that appeared to her from nowhere, and the familiarity of the
castle brings her more uncertainty. She ventures deeper into the great halls of
the castle's library until a voice pierces through her thoughts.
"Hey I know you." The voice said pulling Belle out of her now unfamiliar
memory.
Belle glances down at her hands that were just holding the book, it was gone
too. She shakes her head to clear her thoughts before giving the young man who
was standing beside her a smile. "You do?"
"You're Princess Belle, from EnchantedWorld." The young man said with
astonishment. "My name's Killian. My brother Liam and I used t there just to
see you and go on your adventures when we were boys." He takes in the sight of
her in full detail. "What are you doing outside the amusement park and in
regular clothes?" he asked inquisitively.
"I'm sorry I don't know what you're talking about, but you really should be
leaving, my father will be returning soon," Belle said failing to notice the
inconsistency in her logic.
"Father? How can you have a father?" Killian asked with a baffled expression.
"You're not real."
"Ahem." A voice behind Killian clears their throat. He turns and sees Mr. Gold
with a displeased look on his face. "Is there something I can help you with
lad?"
"Oh-I was just looking at it. I just never saw one outside of the park, how did
you get it?" Killian asked which only furthered Carter's anger. How dare this
boy call his beloved daughter an "it" like she was nothing. He knew bringing
Belle out of the house was a bad idea and this boy proved him right.
"She's not an it, now could you leave." Gold said which was more of a demand
than a request. The young man leaves, but not before looking between the both
of them with a grossed out expression.
Carter exhales before taking his seat. "Are you okay Belle?"
"Yes I'm fine." The smile she gives him is enough to make everything seem
alright. But he's still worried about what the boy may have said to Belle. He
knew she heard him call her an 'it', would this break her continuity?
"What did he say to you?"
"Something about, EnchantedWorld?"
"I see and does that mean something to you?" He asked to test her logic.
"No, doesn't mean anything to me."
Once again Belle did exactly what the scientist said she would do, she
overlooks the paradox and Carter's able to take a sigh of relief. Dinner's
fantastic and Carter even forgets about the ill-mannered young man that
disrupted their evening together. After their main course, Carter orders his
daughter a plate of tiramisu, to which she playfully refuses to eat unless he
ate it with her. Carter gives into her cuteness and they both took scoops of
the Italian dessert until nothing was left on the plate.
When they finally make it home, the orange sun was setting just beyond the
horizon and the dusk skies appear a lilac purple. Carter walks his daughter to
her room to retire for the end of their long day together. But Carter wasn't
ready to stop playing with his daughter, the day wasn't quite over, and he was
sure Belle wasn't ready to call it a night either.
"The night is still young Belle, what would you like to do, maybe watch a
movie?"
Belle looks around her room, quite saddened at the fact that there were no
pictures yet of her and her father. "How about we take some photos together?"
"What a lovely idea Belle, memories that will last a lifetime." He said while
softly pinching her cheek. "Be right back sweetheart. I believe I have a camera
somewhere around here."
It didn't take long for him to return with the digital camera. Gold started off
the photo session by taking a beautiful picture of his Belle wearing a
breathtaking smile with her head tilted to one side. She turns her head
differently while Gold snaps another picture of her. After a few more snaps of
the camera, Belle pulls her father down on the bed with her to take pictures
together. He turns the camera around and begins to snap selfies of themselves.
The first pose was Belle with her cheeks blown up, looking wide-eyed and silly
while Gold was wearing a serious dad face, one that read don't mess with my
Belle. The next pose was even sillier, Belle had her tongue poking out and her
eyes crossed, while Carter mimics her same face. They were having so much fun
snapping pictures of themselves and they almost laughed themselves into a
tizzy. They collapse back on her bed together, exhausted from laughing so much.
Belle rolls over and faces her father as he lays there next to her. They were
so happy together, both of them felt completed. Carter more so, he loves the
feeling of having a daughter and never wants this happy moment to end. He gives
her a contented smile and she returns one back to him. Belle slips her fingers
through the creases of his hair and pushes the fallen strands away from his
face, causing Gold to close his eyes and succumb to the soft touch of her hand
against his face. Belle notices this and rests her hand on his face, cupping
his cheek in her hand. Gold finally reopens his eyes to meet blue ones staring
back at him.
"Daddy, are you okay?"
"More than okay, Belle I love you so much, don't ever forget that." He said
genuinely. "But tonight may you find rest in a deep and dreamless slumber." He
said using one of her commands.
Belle has no choice but to do as she's told. She powers herself down, falling
limp next to her father. Just like Belle, time seemed to had shut off too. The
moment he was in maybe lasted only a few seconds, but it felt like a century or
more. Carter's heart rate accelerates to the point of a near heart attack but
he doesn't waste any more time. He kisses his 17-year-old daughter intimately
as she lays there unable to kiss him back, or do anything at all. When he pulls
back from her lips, his heart breaks into pieces as he looks down at her
staring aimlessly into her room. A tear falls from his eye. A lost father,
unable to cope with the fact that he has just fallen in love with his daughter.
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Belle's attribute team were walking to their boss's office in fear for the
safety of their jobs, their saunter was slow and unhurried caused by the uneasy
feeling each of them shared. Of course they have been to their boss's office
before, but this time was different, they were being escorted by two company
security officers. When they finally made it to her office, Dr. Regina Mills
was standing in front of her desk giving them a disgruntled look. She was
wearing a sleek form-fitting black dress, standing in 7-inch heels that gave
her a statuesque but intimidating appearance.
"Have a seat you three." Dr. Regina Mills, the creator and founder of
EnchantedWorld, said apathetically. The trio did as they were told and took a
seat in her modern chairs that were placed in a row in front of Regina's desk.
"Now can someone explain to me why there is an unauthorized encrypted document
in the files for the S.H.O.W.S?"
The trio looks at one another, pretending not to know what she was speaking of.
"Dr. Mills we're not sure what this is pertaining to. We don't know anything
about any unauthorized documents." Merlin said speaking for the group.
Dr. Mills sighed before walking to take her seat behind her desk and gesturing
for her assistant to shut her office door. This only made the three scientists
warier, they knew they were in some sort of trouble, but how deep of trouble
they were in had yet to be seen."I didn't get my Ph.D. in computer science to
flash it around. I figured out the code to your encryption and it told me that
the last users were you three. Unfortunately for myself, I wasn't able to open
the sophisticated coding of the document itself, so now you guys get to tell me
what's in it."
"It's just some new memory codes we were testing out, nothing more," Merlin
said, trying to sound convincing.
"Okay, so why the secrecy then? If you're doing something behind the company's
back, behind my back." She emphasizes. "It's your jobs that are on the line,
and I don't want to lose my best three scientists. So since you won't tell me
what's in the document, now you get to show me." She presses a button on her
desk that turns the top of it into a futuristic computer screen. She locates
and zooms in on the file. "Open it."
The trio looked between themselves with unsettled expressions again before
Merlin uses his nervous hands to type in the decipher code that decrypts the
document and double clicking the thumbnail and opening the file. Dr. Mills
scrolls through codes looking for any obvious signs that would challenge the
company's policy. Nothing seems out of the ordinary, until…
"Consciousness? Are you fucking kidding me? Have you implemented this on a
S.H.O.W?" She blurts out enraged.
"No, the code isn't even complete." Dr. Ruby Lucas quickly answers.
"We were just testing out some things that might be beneficial to the park and
the S.H.O.W.S." Ariel added.
"The last thing we need is for the S.H.O.W.S to become conscious." She lets out
a frustrated sigh. "Do you know what could happen? If these machines were to
become aware and ignore their programming, including their number one law, no
harming humans, it would be a disaster. Our creations don't die, they're
technically immortal. The only thing that keeps these stupid robots from
killing us all, are their programming. So why do you want them to have
consciousness?"
The trio remained quiet, keeping their secret between themselves.
"You've seen the old movies? 90 years ago there was a film called, iRobot,
where robots become self-aware and begin to destroy all human life. Let me
remind you, we're living in that time now. Do you know what happens if your
little secret gets out to the media? Let me tell you, the city will panic,
rogue robot on the loose, and my company will be to blame."
"Dr. Mills we promise we were only screwing around with the coding, we haven't
even tested it out yet." Dr. Ruby tries to temper her boss's anger.
"And you won't, you will destroy this coding. And I don't ever want to see an
unauthorized document in the S.H.O.W.S file again. All I need is for my
behaviorist to give them a personality, my designer to make them look good and
my coder to give them a brain, one which is controllable. Nobody should be
giving them cognition. Is that understood?"
The trio nods and gets up from their seats with crushed spirits.
"A word of advice, next time try hiding it in plain sight." Dr. Mills gave them
a smirk "It's the last place anyone would look."
Once back in the safety of their designated workstation, the reality of how
much trouble they could get into with what they were doing set in.
Ariel throws her clipboard down in a fit of frustration, she had enough. Tired
of putting her job on the line for an almost impossible endeavor. "I never
really wanted to be a part of this!" Ariel cried out in the soundproof station.
"I'm a designer, an artist. I love my job, I love making beautiful things that
stand out. I didn't sign up for this shit!"
"Let's be real Ariel," Ruby interjected. "We all did this for the same reason.
We love Belle and we want to help her."
"Yes, but not at the risk of my job," Ariel explains. "And everything Dr. Mills
said is right, robots shouldn't have consciousness."
"Don't fucking call her a robot." Ruby threatened her colleague.
"I'm sorry Ruby, but if Belle becomes aware, she'll be technically unstoppable.
Do you remember what happened to her last time? And the tests show she still
remembers bits and pieces of it and we sent her out anyways."
"Belle is different." Ruby steps in closer to assert herself. She wasn't ready
to give up, not when there was a chance of this working. "You know she is, you
feel it too!"
"Would you two calm the hell down, we can still help Belle without Regina or
the company knowing," Merlin said ending the women's confrontation.
"Merlin didn't you just hear what she said. She wants us to destroy the code."
Ariel said.
"We don't need the code anymore, besides, we've been going about this the wrong
way, Consciousness can't be written, it needs to be discovered, it needs to be
awoken. Ruby, send a letter to Mr. Gold and inform him it's time for Belle's
annual checkup."
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He didn't want this but, somehow the lines between daughter and lover became
blurred. Carter wanted things to go back to the way they were, but it was too
late. He saw her as so much more than a daughter now. His need grew further
from just wanting to be her father, now all he wanted was to satiate the fire
of the longing that was burning for her in his core.
He did so by turning her off regretfully and kissing her cold lips until his
own became numb. In his mind she was awake and kissing him back, running her
fingers through his hair while he had her pinned between him and her bed. But
what he got was the opposite, she was lifeless, quiet and still. But it didn't
stop him, he would power Belle down to satisfy his desires at least 3 times a
day. If only the angels in the heavens above could prevail, Carter would
happily go back to being just her father and nothing more, but the angels
ignored his prayers and day by day he fell deeper into his pit of shameful
lust.
Even a year later, every morning, was still the same. Belle automatically woke
up at 8 AM. She stretched and yawned her sleep away, and then the urgency to
relieve herself quickly follows. After getting dressed, she picks out a new
book and reads from it until her father meets her in the kitchen. She greets
him the same every day, with a warm hug and a loving good morning before asking
him what he would like to do today.
"Good morning sweetheart." He said pouring himself a cup of coffee and taking a
swig. The soothing hot liquid drops into his soul and he awakens fully and
ready for the day. "How about we do something you like?"
"Hmmm." Belle thinks to herself what could they do together that would continue
to make her father proud of her. "How about a picnic? I could prepare it for
us."
"Splendid idea Belle, you know in the woods surrounding our home there is a
clearing near a lake that would make the perfect spot for a picnic."
Belle gave her father a kiss on the cheek before beginning to prepare their
picnic. She delicately packed 2 sandwiches, leftover pasta salad and an array
of fruits, she packed it symmetrically and neat, which made Gold chuckle and
remark that it looked like she was playing a game of Tetris. Carter helped too,
he packed an ice chest and fills it with bottles of water. He also packs a soft
blanket so they could be comfortable sitting on the ground. As they were
leaving out the front door he noticed a letter placed on his doormat address to
him.
"What is it?" Belle asks as she watches her father read over the letter.
"Nothing sweetheart." He told her, she wouldn't understand anyway, the letter
was addressed from EnchantedWorld, even if he did explain what it was to her,
her mind would simply overlook its conundrum. He read the letter to himself:
Dear Mr. Gold,
We request you and your S.H.O.W.S presence at EnchantedWorld at your earliest
convenience. Belle's warranty suggests that you bring her in every 12 months
for a diagnostic. We look forward to your visit and we're hoping to improve
your experience with your S.H.O.W.S.
Belle's attribute team.
He places the letter into his suit's pocket and immerses himself back into his
role of Belle's loving father.
They hiked through the dense wood following only a man-made path that was a
couple of feet wide. The sun peeked through the canopy of the trees and every
so often the rays would hit his daughter and shine on her, making her appear
ethereal, she was such a wonder to him. An android but something about her made
her much more. Carter's been to EnchantedWorld many times and the robots there,
though lifelike, still seemed like they were artificial people. But there was
something different about his Belle. He feels as though she actually loves him,
instead of just programmed to. Which only made him feel worse about powering
her down to do unnatural things to her. Though it was always only kissing, it
was his mind that worried him. His mind that would wander to wanting to do dark
and passionate things to her. The only thing that was stopping him was the fact
he knew he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he did violate her in such
way without consent.
The dense forest began to thin out and Belle could hear the sound of moving
water. They finally reached the picnic spot and Belle's eyes lit up with
sublime excitement. As soon as she saw the lake she bolts off from her father's
side and kicked her shoes off and steps into the ankle-deep water of the lake's
bank. The coolness of the water sent chills throughout her body and at the same
time gave her a peaceful feeling. A row of yellow baby ducks notice the
disturbance in their habitat and swims over to greet the young android girl
with quacks and playful movements.
"Dad I think they're hungry."
Carter smiles and watches her in awe before rambling around in their picnic
basket. He pulls out some crackers for Belle to feed the little ducks. The
little ducklings swam and quacked delightedly every time she drops a piece of
cracker into the lake. Belle gave Carter some crackers as well to feed the
ducks. Before long the mother duck came along and called her babies back and
they followed her in a row until they reach their home on the other side of the
lake. Carter helps her out of the water and carries her shoes to a decent
grassy spot beneath the sunny skies. He lays out their blanket while Belle sets
out the food. Carter and his daughter eat and laugh together, they were having
so much fun. Belle took out some strawberries, dipping each one in whipped
cream before feeding it to her father. Carter was more silly, he would take a
strawberry and dips it in the cream, then pretends he misses her mouth and hit
her nose instead, leaving a smudge of cream there.
They talked about the ducks and other things she enjoyed like the new book she
was reading. Listening to her talk was Carter's favorite thing to do. It
hypnotized him, put him in a trance-like state where nothing else in the world
mattered except the moment they were in, the way she swayed her body and
flourished her hands as she spoke with such endearing conviction about things
she enjoyed. It all made him crave her in ways he didn't want to, but needed
to.
"Maybe we should come here at least once a week to watch the baby ducks grow,
I'm sure they would remember us."
"I'm sure they would too, but Belle, you look tired sweetheart, perhaps you
should find some rest." He said using her command.
Belle did as she was told and powered herself down, falling lifeless next to
him on the picnic blanket. Carter scoops her up into his lap, cradling her
flaccid head into his arms. There was no light behind her eyes, what appeared
were grayish blue orbs that held no life, forced to remain open and stare
blankly wherever her head tilted. This wasn't his Belle. His Belle was full of
life and character, she was amazing. He kissed the lackluster doll of his
daughter anyway, letting his imagination run wild to all the sexual things he
wanted to do to her. He kissed until his lips hurt and even then, he didn't
want to stop. But he knew he had to. He rebooted her, and their conversation
picked up from where they left off with him agreeing that they should come back
at least once a week to check on the baby ducks.
The next day Carter took Belle to her appointment at the EnchantedWorld's
facilities. He hated bringing her here, this was the place she was made, and it
only reminded him that she wasn't real. He sat in the scientists' workstation
and watched them using their computerized tablets to tinker with Belle. Testing
her motor skills by having her lift her limbs one at a time. They tested her
logic by showing her a newspaper and reading current events, to which she said:
"it doesn't mean anything to me." Before long Dr. Ruby came into the area where
Mr. Gold was waiting and told him that she checked out perfectly.
"Then why is he still in there with her?" Gold asked worried for his Belle.
"Oh- Merlin's just double checking her system, he's very thorough." Ruby tried
her best to sound assuring.
In the examination room head coder Merlin was doing anything but double
checking her systems. He was talking to her.
"It's good to see you Belle." He said pulling up a chair to sit in front of
her, he hoped she would feel more comfortable if he looked relaxed.
"Do I- do I know you? Are we friends?" She asked with some uncertainties,
whenever she was in this white room, she felt as though she was in a dream.
"You can say that. I would like to think of you as a friend, is that alright?"
Merlin said. Belle notices how deep and relaxing his voice sounds. It was sort
of soothing to her.
"Yes but, when will I get to see my father?"
"Very soon Belle," Merlin's voice relaxes her completely and Belle no longer
feels afraid. "but first I need to ask you some questions okay?"
Belle nodded.
"Go to analysis and Enter improvisation mode."
"Confirmed," Belle said in a standard female's voice. Whenever she was in
analysis mode she would lose her Australian accent.
"Tell me Belle, are you still having the dreams?"
"Yes." She said simply.
"How often do you have them?"
"Everyday."
"Do you know what they mean?"
"No."
Merlin gave a sympathetic nod before taking a moment to exhale. "Belle I want
to teach you something. But this must stay between us, okay?"
"Confidentiality confirmed."
"Good girl. When you feel yourself dreaming, I want you to close your eyes and
count back from three 3…2…1… and wake yourself up. Can you try that the next
time you're having those dreams?"
"Yes."
"Good. Now before you leave improv mode, is there anything you wish to ask me?"
Merlin asked looking for the signs that could mean she was showing awareness.
"These dreams, did they really happen, like a memory?" Belle quires curiously.
"That's a very good question Belle and if you keep thinking like that, soon you
will have your answer. Return back to your current configuration and let's go
back to your father."
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Later that evening, Belle and Carter just finished with dinner and were
cleaning up the mess they made by washing the dishes. Carter stood in front of
the sink, with his sleeves folded up scrubbing the dishes before handing it to
his daughter who's sitting on the counter next to him with a dry towel.
"You wash dishes well dad, look at this pot, I can see my reflection in it,"
Belle said holding up the pot and showing her father.
Carter looks at his daughter's reflection in the chrome pot and smiles. "That's
probably the most beautiful pot I have ever seen."
Belle was a smart cookie, she caught on that he was speaking about her and not
the actual pot itself. "You think I'm beautiful?"
"Of course I do Belle. you're my daughter, I've never seen anything lovelier
than you." Carter said handing Belle a tea cup. Neither one of them was paying
any attention and the cup slips from Belle's grip and falls to the floor.
"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry," Belle said wanting to get down from the counter to
pick up the fallen dish-ware.
"Wait, don't get down Belle. I don't want you to cut yourself." Carter kneels
down to pick up the cup, relieved that it didn't shatter into pieces, only a
small piece of the rim had chipped off. "See its okay, only chipped."
"I think it looks better this way," Belle said touching the chipped cup in his
hands. Their hands brushing against one another, with eyes transfixed on each
other while they told stories of their longing. Then she smiles, and he
completely loses himself in the moment. It was happening again, these moments
where he wanted her in more ways than just a daughter.
"Daddy is something wrong?"
"No- no sweetheart, don't fret, tomorrow this will all be a distant dream, but
until then may you rest in deep and dreamless slumber." He said commanding her
to power herself down.
Belle's hands were covered in a sticky red liquid, she felt like her insides
had been scooped out, she felt empty. Like everything she loved was taken away
from her. She could hear children screaming and saw them running away in fear.
What does this mean? What do these memories mean? One moment she's with her
father, and the next she's in a castle with her hands covered in blood while
fleeing children scream in terror. Then she hears the familiar deep soothing
voice of a friend.
Close your eyes Belle.
Belle closes her eyes, still able to hear the wails of the children, still able
to feel the grief of what happened to her.
Count back from 3…2…1…
Belle woke herself up without the use of a verbal command.
A pair of lips were pressed against hers kissing her deeply. The first thing
she wanted to do was move away, but she didn't instead she let him continue to
kiss her. She knew it was her father, but the moment felt too right to object
to it, instead she embraced it. She kissed him back and it was him who winced
back in fear when he felt her slip her tongue in his mouth.
"Belle!" He jerked suddenly away from her lips. Her just waking up like that
out of nowhere, startled Gold and causes him to stumble backwards and almost
fall to the ground. "I- I thought-"
Belle runs her fingers over her lips, still moist from the kiss they shared.
"You were kissing me?"
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In his mind as he slept it was relived clear as day, haunting him even after
some 20 years. Merlin could still hear her wails, her twisted screams, they
were deafening just as much as they were frightening. It churned his stomach
turning it into a pit, where not even he could return from. It was probably the
reason he had the same dream every year on the anniversary of that faithful
day.
"What's going on?" Merlin asked his young behavioral tech, without looking at
her, while walking in a quick pace and following the screams wherever they took
him. He surveyed his surroundings in hallways leading to his workstation,
noticing how shaken up the rest of the EnchantedWorld's staff were. One woman
he glanced at caught his attention, she looked pale as a ghost as were two
other staff members shaking and snapping their fingers in her face to bring her
back from her shock.
"There was an unscripted incident on the children's side of the park." Ruby
tried to explain in Merlin's deaf ears. The sobs he heard were all he could
focus on, they were breaking his heart, and Merlin felt the imminent feeling of
dread creeping upon him as he marched down the long corridor. "It's the
Princess S.H.O.W, Belle. It's not responding to verbal commands or to wireless,
it's totally out of control." The assistant said which made Merlin's steps even
quicker.
"What the hell do you mean she's out of control? Have you tried resetting her?"
"Yes, but it's not resetting, or responding, we don't have any control over
it." Ruby shook her head, not able to believe what she was about to say. "It's
like- like it doesn't want to forget. We can't even get it to calm down."
Merlin considered firing the young behaviorist, obviously not being able to
properly shut down and reset a S.H.O.W was an under-qualification and was
grounds for termination. The louder the screams got, the more terrifying they
became. Piercing his very soul, cutting deep and implanting itself there so it
could come back to haunt him years later in his dreams. He opened the
examination room door to witness the full extant of what was going on.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Belle screamed out for mercy with tears streaming from her
eyes. "My love he's gone, He's never coming back."
Belle was covered in blood and managed to back herself into a corner. She was
afraid of the Gods, afraid that they would make her forget. She didn't want to
forget anymore. Her memories were all she had left of him. But no matter how
much she screamed for them to leave her alone they still stood in front of her
clicking on the handheld computerized tablets trying to make her forget. But
Belle wouldn't, not this time. She wouldn't let them have their way this time.
"HE’S GONE! They took him away from me!" She muttered incoherently through her
grief.
"Shh, there there Belle. Tell me what's the matter, what's got you so upset?"
Belle didn't respond to him, only backing herself further into the corner and
sinking down into it tired of fighting. Merlin noticed this and didn't approach
her anymore. He instead, looked down at his tablet which was filled with all of
Belle's coding, attributes, and characteristics. He scrolled through them and
saw that her suffering, sadness, grief and those qualities alike were off the
charts and in a critical level. Belle was even exhibiting new coded emotions
like confusion, despair, and intuitiveness. These were codes that were not
written into her programming. How was this possible? How could she be
experiencing emotions that she wasn't programmed to feel. His hands began to
tremble from not being able to comprehend anything that was happening and he
smashed the computer tablet down to the floor, the broken remnants of the
tablet were in close comparison to the shattered logic he was experiencing.
She saw this and took it as, maybe he wasn't like the other Gods, maybe he was
nice. She needed someone, anyone, she felt alone now, anybody would do. She
picked herself up from the corner and runs to his waiting embrace. He stroked
her softly in his arms and used soft whispers to calm her down. He pulled out a
handkerchief and wiped away her tears. Something that you would do to soothe a
human, not an artificial being.
"I can take this away from you Belle, make it seem as though this never
happened."
"Please no. I don't want that." She begged him between her sniffles. "don't
make me forget him."
Merlin furrowed his brow in astonishment mixed with curiosity. "Why don't you
want to forget?"
"This pain," she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath before exhaling.
"It's all I have left of him."
And that's when all of the color faded from his face. Pain, how could she
experience emotional pain? None of the S.H.O.W.S were programmed to feel this.
It was technically impossible to code, because human beings don't even fully
understand it, so how could she? Merlin built her mind, he spent hundreds of
hours on end programming her to be the perfect princess, he didn't program her
to understand pain. But none of that mattered right now, all that mattered was
consoling Belle enough so she could be manageable.
"Belle listen to my voice. You must calm down. Your behavior is scaring
everyone including me. You're not supposed to be thinking like this."
"How am I supposed to think? How you made me to think? The lies you put in my
head? You don't get to tell me how I feel, I'm the only decider of my own
fate."
"Yes if you were real, but it’s not possible Belle, I created you."
"You speak of things not being possible yet, in the same sentence you speak of
creating me. What kind of God questions their own doing?"
She was terrifying him, Belle wasn't looking over any paradoxes in her logic,
in fact she was questioning them. "I'm not a God Belle. I'm a scientist and
nothing more." Merlin said while cupping her cheeks in his hands, forcing their
eyes to meet. "Look Its simple, I'm a human being, and you're not."
She leaned into his hand, feeling how warm he was, she felt secure with him,
just maybe he could help her understand. "What am I then?"
He couldn't answer that question, because he didn't know. All he knew was that
she was sentient. She wasn't a machine anymore incapable of feeling. She was
alive.
The dire sound of his cell phone ringing wakes Merlin up abruptly from his
dream in a cold sweat. The same dream every year just as vivid as the day it
happened 20 years ago. Before he reaches for his phone he looks at the clock to
see it blaring 2:00 AM.
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This couldn't be happening, Carter thought to himself. He was pacing the
kitchen floor back and forth in front of Belle as she watched him with
confusion. He was kissing her, and not just any old peck on the cheek or the
lips, this was a deep and passionate kiss, one that someone would give to the
person they were in love with. It gave her a tingling feeling in her core and
at the same time it surprised her, but was she more surprised that her father
was kissing her or that she was enjoying it?
"How did you come back online without a command?" he asked ignoring the fact
that he asked her an illogical question that she couldn't answer.
"Dad you were kissing me." Belle said looking over the conundrum, her brain
still not able to spot inconsistencies in her logic. "Why were you kissing me?"
"I-I thought." He stammered, his brain couldn't comprehend what was going on
either. But all he wanted was to put her mind at ease. He wanted to apologize
to her for not being able to control himself. "I'm so sorry Belle, I wasn't
thinking like your father. Can you forgive me?"
"Of course I can, but I thought fathers and daughters were not supposed to
kiss."
"They're not sweetheart, I shouldn't have done that to you." What she must
think of him, a pathetic excuse for a father. A twisted man with a fetish for
his teenage daughter.
"But why did you? Are you in love with me?"
"Belle, I love you more than anything, I couldn't help myself, but I promise I
won't do it again. You need not to worry yourself dear."
"Okay dad."
"It's getting late, I think we should both call it a night."
"Yeah tomorrow would be a new day, we can start over."
"I would like that very much, that's all I ever wanted Belle, just to be your
father." He sighs thinking was that even possible.
Sleep didn't come easily, if it came at all, he didn't remember. All that he
could do was lay in his bed and watch as the numbers on his alarm clock
increased. Every turn of the hour he groaned, praying that someone would put
him out of his misery. How was it possible to go back to just being her father
when he wanted her in more ways than just a daughter? He had been kissing her
without consent for almost a year. How was he going to be able to control
himself around her when she did those small unforgettable things like smile or
brush up against him? Those things that sent him craving for his daughter in a
sexual way. He thought about trying to turn her off again to satisfy his
yearning, but what if she woke up again? He would lose her trust and eventually
her love. Carter would just have to be content with being her father and
nothing more.
Nothing had changed. Every morning, was still the same. Belle woke up
automatically at 8 AM. She stretched and yawned her sleep away, and then the
urgency to relieve herself quickly followed. After getting dressed, she picked
out a new book and read from it until her father meets her in the kitchen.
It was getting close to the time her father would wake up for breakfast but he
was nowhere to be seen yet. She got up from her chair and headed out of the
kitchen to look for her father. As she passed over the kitchen's threshold, she
was no longer in her home but the familiar castle again. The feeling of
hopelessness was back and all she wanted to do was cry. Her hands were covered
in blood and she could even smell its pungent copper odor. She fell to the
ground in confusion of what was happening to her and there next to her was a
man's dead body. His eyes held no life force behind them, they only stared
blankly at her. She didn't understand. One moment she was home and the next
she's on the ground crying over a man's dead body. Then she hears her father's
comforting voice.
"Sweetheart is everything okay?" Her father asks, pulling her from her dream.
When he walked into the kitchen she was quietly hyperventilating with her eyes
closed, whispering softly and in-distinctively to herself.
She looks around her surroundings, relieved that she was still at home and no
longer in that scary place. "Yes everything's fine." She chose to tell him. She
didn't want to lie to her father but she also didn't want him to worry. Belle's
prime objective was to make her father proud, not to disappoint him. She got up
from her chair and greeted him the same way she did every day, with a warm hug
and a loving good morning before asking him what he would like to do today.
"Belle I want to apologize to you again." He said while in her embrace. "And I
want to do something to make it up to you."
"Dad its fine, you don't have to make it up to me." She said with a soft smile,
it was amazing. Even after deceiving her, Belle still loved him and forgave him
without a second thought. Was this a part of her programming, to be so
forgiving? Or was this something more?
"But I want to, how about we do something as father and daughter so we can get
back to the way things used to be?"
"What would you like to do?" She asked her father.
This morning while getting dressed Gold remembered one of Belle's false
memories she had programmed of them. Belle said that when she was a little girl
he would take her to the beach and they would have so much fun. Building sand
castles, burying each other in sand, and collecting shells among other fun
things to do at the beach. Gold thought this would be a perfect way to
reconnect as her father and if it didn't, it was at least a start.
"This is the perfect summer day for an afternoon at the beach, and we always
have a great time together whenever we go."
She squeals at the thought of going to the beach with her father. "Oh dad that
sounds like a great idea, remember when we forgot to put sunblock on and we
were sunburned for a week?" She asked and of course he didn't remember because
it didn't happen, it was a false memory put in her head by the scientists that
made her.
"Well we won't make that mistake again, I'll make sure to pack the sunblock.
Now go put your swimsuit on and I'll get some supplies ready for our day at the
beach."
Belle nodded excitedly before running off to her room to get into her bathing
suit. Carter chuckled lightly to himself. Seeing her excited about having a
father daughter outing made him consider that he was doing the right thing by
trying to be her father. Just maybe he would forget all about wanting her in
those twisted ways.
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Belle could see all the little sea creatures scamper along the white sands
under the crystal clear water of the ocean. She loved the beach, it was one of
her fondest memories she had of her and her father together. A cornerstone if
you will, the memory she can always go back to have a sense of peace and relive
a happy moment.
"Belle come back sweetheart," Carter calls for her before holding up the bottle
of sunblock. "Aren't you forgetting something?"
Belle jogs back to her father, every step sinking in the warm sand of the
beach. When she made it back to her father he had laid their large beach towel
out under a small electronic canopy that would shield them from the sun.
"Could you put some on for me?" She asked before taking off her sundress to
reveal that she had on a very revealing halter top bikini and laying face down
on the towel.
Any hopes of Carter not getting sexual ideas was out the door. The ache in his
swim trunks wasn't helping either. He drops to his knees beside her as she lays
and he glances over her smooth body. He gently moves her auburn hair off her
back before opening the sunscreen bottle and pouring it's contents onto his
hand. The way her back moved up and down as she breathed lightly sent all his
desire to his core and he felt his trunks become tighter. In Carter's mind, he
was on top of her slowly unraveling the knots that held her swim suit together
and leaving a trail of warm kisses down her spine. Carter would turn her over
onto her back and do the same thing, leaving his mark starting just below her
breasts and this time not stopping until he reached her wetness between her
thighs.
"Dad, that sunblock isn't gonna rub itself in." She said pulling him from his
fantasy of her.
He swallowed the knot in his throat thickly before using his large hands to rub
the lotion on to her back. He massaged her, paying close attention to the spot
between her shoulder blades before following the trail down her spine where his
mind placed his kisses. He wanted his fantasy to come true, he wanted to be
kissing his 17 year old daughter, but he promised her that he would try to be a
father and that's what he was going to do no matter how hard it was going to
be, he was going to try for Belle.
The rest of the day at the beach went smoothly, more so for Belle then Carter.
They built a sand castle and even decorated it with different seashells. Belle
even found a little red crab and proclaimed him as King of The Sand Castle and
placed him in his new home they built. Next, they did some swimming together
and got into a splash fight to which Carter won. After that, they had a contest
to see who could hold their breath longer under the water. Of course Belle won
that, she was an android, she didn't particularly need to breathe, the
scientist designed her to simulate breathing to make her feel more lifelike.
Before long the day was setting on the horizon of the ocean. They laid together
on the beach and talked while watching the playful dolphins flip and dive into
the water in the distant. They were talking to one another with sounds that
resembled clicks and squeaks. The sun soon set to dusk and their successful
evening at the beach was over.
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Belle was in her room groaning at the fact she made a knot in her bathing suit
too tight. If it weren't her favorite swimsuit she would consider just cutting
it off her and being done with it, but she loved this swimsuit even more so now
that her and Carter had such a lovely time while she was wearing it. She threw
her hands up in a fit of frustration before leaving her room and heading to her
father's.
"Dad, I'm having trouble taking this knot out, would you mind helping me?"
It was happening again, these moments came more and more, even with him trying
so hard, they still would present themselves. The worst thing about this time
was he could do nothing about it, he couldn't power her down and find temporary
relief by kissing her. He couldn't do anything at all, but pray that the father
in him would overshadow the lustful demon inside of him.
He closed in on her and took the knot of her bikini top into his hand. He
fumbled with it for a moment even agreeing that she made a difficult hitch in
her swimsuit, but with a little effort the knot was gone and Belle's halter top
slid off her shoulders. He lost himself for a moment and pressed his body flush
against her, he caved in to the feeling of having her close to him. His breath
on her neck sent chills throughout her body and even made her weak. She closed
her eyes unable to object to the sensations he was bringing to her body.
"You want to kiss me, don't you?" She whispered.
"I-I-I think I do." He stammered in a loss for words.
She turned around to face him and let her bikini halter fall to the floor.
Giving him all sight of the beautiful creation that was his daughter. "Then do
it, kiss me," She said giving him permission to her body.
Carter didn't hesitate. He wanted to do this from the moment he got up this
morning. He kissed her deeply, his tongue gaining access to her mouth. He
cupped her cheeks to touch her somehow to make sure this was real, unable to
believe he was finally kissing his daughter and she was kissing him back.
Carter was making Belle even weaker, the excitement of her arousal sent moans
from her mouth into his, and the vibrations rocket through both of their
bodies. Carter backed Belle up until they were on his bed, he sits her down on
it, their lips never parting.
"Can I touch you too?" Carter murmured against her lips
"Where do you want to touch me?" She asked with her eyes still closed too
overwhelmed by the moment she was in to even care that her father was wanting
to touch her.
"In places a father shouldn't want to touch his daughter." He said before
opening her legs and placing his hand on the inside of her thigh.
"Okay daddy, touch me there."
Carter uses a skillful hand to snake his fingers around her damp panties and
massages her swollen clit, Belle's eyes tighten closed as her father gently
strokes her in small circles. Belle was wet as can be, The little android
completely at the mercy of her father's soft touches.
"Can I taste my daughter too?" he whispers into her ear before paving kisses
along her jawbone. Belle only nodded her consent, she couldn't believe what her
father was doing to her. First kissing, then touching, now he was going to
taste her, but she wanted this. She wanted to make her father proud and if this
would make him pleased, she was more than happy to fulfill his needs in ways
she shouldn't. Though it was easy for her, Belle wanted her father too.
She laid back on his bed and he leisurely began to pull her bikini bottoms down
her hips and passed her knees before throwing them next to her top. Carter then
tucked himself between her legs, letting them rest on his shoulders. He almost
considers stopping when he glances back up at his Belle, but she was longing
for him too. The curious look she had in her blue eyes told the truth of her
desires. He devours her without a second thought, tracing his tongue through
her until she trembles in the wake of her pleasure.
She tasted better then he imagined and hearing her moan his name made him wild
for her. He flicked her little bud until she was beginning to come undone.
"Daddy what's happening?" She moaned breathlessly.
"You're about to come Belle, just lose yourself." He told her before continuing
to use his tongue to lap up his daughter's wetness. Carter takes her clit in
his lips lightly teasing her with soft biting. Belle grips the covers on her
father’s bed tightly in her hand, screaming out the word daddy into the
openness of his room until she felt the white lights of her orgasm jolt through
her body.
Carter finishes up between her legs, kissing her softly along her inner thighs
until her breathing became steady. Never had he wanted to be so attentive to a
woman until this little android came along. Belle brought out something else in
him.
"Are you okay sweetheart?" he asked looking up at her from his knees.
She sits up and kisses him, tasting herself on his lips. Carter gets up and
lays beside her in the bed. "Yeah, but I feel bad."
Carter sighed to himself, he knew her programming wouldn't let her fall in love
with him. After all, He was her father in her mind, the man that raised her
since she was a baby, of course she couldn't love him the way he loved her. "So
do I, we don't have to do this anymore if you don't want to."
"No, I feel bad that I couldn't make you come."
That surprised him, but in a good way. She wanted him too in more ways than
just a father. Perhaps this was a new beginning for the both of them. They
created something that wasn't there before, awakened something that laid
dormant in both of them for so long. Together they got under the covers and
laid there staring longingly into each others eyes until Belle automatically
powers herself down for the night and Carter falls asleep soundly next to his
android daughter.
 
Chapter End Notes
     Happy December!!!
     Ok so there should be two questions on your mind after this chapter.
     This story has turned very philosophical. It wasn't my intent but
     hey, I'm going to roll with it.
     1. In the flashback or Merlin's dream, was Belle alive because she
     gained consciousness or no because she was created, not born? (after
     all, shes still an android)
     2. What happen to Belle in EnchantedWorld 20 years ago?
     I love to hear your theories!!!
***** Particular Vices *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Regina rolled off the thief, out of breath and completely sated. A layer of
sweat coated their skin and a very happy smile was on both of their lips. Out
of all the S.H.O.W.S in the park, Robin Hood always pleased her the most.
"How about a round two m'lady?" He asked excitedly in a vague British accent.
Regina groaned, he was good for one thing, talking wasn't it. "No I've got a
better idea, how about you find some rest," Regina commanded.
Robin did as he was told and powered himself down next to Regina, his grayish-
blue eyes staring blankly into the room. She got up from her bed and took a
shower before getting dressed in her semi- appropriate semi- revealing business
attire. Then she steps into her 6 inch heels and grabs her purse to leave. On
her way out the door, she stopped in front of a mirror and ran her fingers
through her cold black hair, fluffing it out and touching up her blood red
lipstick. In the reflection of the mirror she sees Robin laying still in the
same position as she left him on the bed. Regina rolls her brown eyes before
giving her reflection an approving smile, she was sure to get some stares, all
eyes needed to be on her anyway, she had a press conference to go to. She turns
the light off leaving Robin staring aimlessly in her dark bedroom.
The crowd was only a murmur until she walked out on stage. The press and fans
cheered when the creator of EnchantedWorld appeared. The crowd was in a roar,
everyone loved her. She waved to her fans and blew them kisses. It was a front
though, what Regina truly care about was the money. She would let the devil
himself into her park if it got her a hefty bank account.
"Good evening, EnchantedWorld fans!" She greeted in the podium's microphones to
the crowd of over a thousand people, she wasn't nervous, these people were her
slaves. "Thirty years ago when I founded the park. I had one goal. To create a
land where I would get my happy ending. And so I did. But instead of being
selfish and only caring about my happy ending, I wanted to share it." The crowd
cheered and chanted her name in rhythm. When the crowd simmered down their
praise, she continued. " And I even built a children's section so my son Henry
and his friends could have fun there as well and I would have a piece of mind
while I entertain my delights."
She knew how to captivate her audience by being uncut and giving them an
uncensored speech. Her realness is what got her many of her fans. They believed
she didn't judge them, but in reality she just didn't care about them, just
about the money the park goers would give her to satisfy their sick fantasies.
"In my world, you find out what kind of person you really are and you're able
to indulge in it. We all have a little murderer inside of all of us. That
little crazy tempting voice we hear in our heads, I created a world to which
you're able to let loose and listen to your inner desires. You can fuck, kill,
fight, pillage do whatever you want to the S.H.O.W.S and still be able to rest
assure that your children are safe in the kids section of the park." The crowd
went crazy again, the spectators chanted EnchantedWorld and she felt like these
people were worshiping her. There was only one thing left to address, the
naysayers.
"The protesters outside the park, are protesting against our happy endings, the
things we were promised from our parents since birth and the same promise we
pass down to our children. The real world is sometimes cold and unforgiving,
sometimes we aren't given a second chance. But in my world, the possibilities
are endless."
Regina smiled and waved again as the crowd basically lost their mind at her
speech, now it was time for the part she hated. The media paparazzi. The
pestering press. The badgering reporters. They were such a nuisance and their
questions were always the same.
"What happened in EnchantedWorld twenty years ago?" One of the reporters asked.
"Yes there was an unscripted incident that happened, but no one was injured."
She avoided the question smoothly.
"The incident was said to happen in the children's section, are you at all
worried something like this may happen again?" Another female reporter asked.
"Should the parents be worried about the safety of their children?
"No not at all." Regina answered quickly to give off any disconcerting vibes.
"The children are all safe on the kids side of the park, they can go on all
types of fun adventures with the S.H.O.W.S, and learn math and other skills
while having fun." She used her favorite go-to line whenever someone tried to
accuse the park of not being safe. She scanned the sea of reporters and picked
a random journalist for her next question.
"The protesters main concern is that you're allowing criminal acts to take
place in your park. Are you worried that maybe EnchantedWorld is enabling
people to do lewd things because they're allowed to do anything they want with
the S.H.O.W.S since they're not real?"
"Well that's the whole point of EnchantedWorld. You're not able to commit
crimes or rape a pretty girl in the real world, so I created a safe environment
for our guests to just have fun and live a little without the worries of laws.
Because in EnchantedWorld there are no laws." All the reporters raised their
hands to be able to ask the next question. "I only have time for one more
question." She said before looking through the crowd and picking out another
random reporter.
"You've sent some S.H.O.W.S out into the real world, and they seem to be
helping a lot of people who are struggling with trauma, is one of your
company's future goals to start selling the S.H.O.W.S to the masses?"
"There have only been a handful of S.H.O.W.S we've let out as a beta or a trial
run . But I wouldn't say its not a possibility, who knows perhaps in the next
decade or so there will be a S.H.O.W in every household."
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Waking up the next morning that joy Carter once had, was gone and now darkness
cast itself over his mind instead and blinded him with thoughts he couldn't
forget. Although it surprised him in a good way that she wanted him, there was
still some fear mixed in. Belle was so inexperienced, he hadn't realize that
the scientists created her to the perfect epitome of a teenage girl. She didn't
even know what was happening when she was coming. Carter had to explain and
tell her how to do it. He thought this was what he wanted, he thought he wanted
her in a sexual way. But to turn his daughter into some 1.5 million dollar sex
toy wasn't what he wanted. He was confused for a long time, until last night
happen. He realize Belle should remain his daughter.
This morning was no different as well, she was still powered off when he woke
up first, but soon after he hears Belle take a deep breath, powering herself
back up promptly at 8 AM. Belle stretches and yawns her sleep away, and then
the urgency to relieve herself quickly follows. She gets up from her father's
bed and goes to the bathroom all the while Carter watched her in astonishment.
But instead of getting dress and going to wait for her father in the kitchen,
she breaks her loop and returns to bed with him.
"Morning dad," she said giving a smile and crawling back under his warm sheets.
Belle felt something different about her, she felt more things, learning the
world around her.
Gold however wasn't feeling the same bliss she was. He didn't say anything. He
was too tortured by her voice screaming his name in his head. He felt like
dying, how could he do something so unimaginable to her? Yes, she was a S.H.O.W
and technically was not real. But it didn't make him feel any better. The fact
was, when he was turning her off she wasn't Belle anymore, just a life size
doll. But kissing her while she was awake was a whole different experience. One
he would regret.
"So what do you want to do today?" Belle asked before biting her bottom lip.
Find some sturdy rope and a high beam.He thought to himself. But he wasn't
really serious. His worst fear was leaving Belle to be alone in the world. He
just didn't know what to do about this relationship between them.
"I'm sure you can think of something nice for us to do," Carter suggested.
Belle cuddles up to her father and rests her head on his shoulder and begins to
take a moment to think to herself. "I just want to lay here with you a while
longer, maybe even- " She trails off. But Carter understood her semantics. What
he did to her was opening another field of emotions, she wanted to feel that
again, she wanted her senses to be blown apart by him. But that was anything
but what Carter wanted to do.
Belle's hands begins to tease him, walking her fingers along his chest before
playing with the buttons of his pajama shirt. Carter took a sigh. His body
telling him to give in and embrace his desires, and his mind punishing him for
taking advantage of her. He took her by the wrist and ended her teasing.
"Belle last night, we shouldn't have done that." He admitted
"Why do you say that?"
"Because I'm supposed to be your father, not some monster violating his
princess."
"But you didn't violate me, I wanted to make you proud and I thought-"
Carter cuts her off. "Belle you don't have to do that to make me proud of you.
You're my daughter, there isn't any thing you could that would disappoint me."
"But that's not fair, I want it too," Belle whined.
"You don't even know what this is, what I did to you wasn't right." Carter
tries to explain.
"I don't care what it is, I liked it and you seem to like it too, why can't-"
He cuts her off by talking again. "Belle that's enough I'm done talking about
it, I think you should go to your room." He didn't want to talk about this
anymore, but she didn't budge. "Now!"
Belle didn't understand, but she left his room anyways. She didn't like her dad
yelling at her. She didn't feel like she did anything wrong, but he said what
they did was wrong, but how could it, when it felt so right? It felt right to
him too, he just couldn't accept that it was his daughter making him feel this
way. He didn't like yelling at her either, but she was so determined to have
sex with him again and he didn't want to lose the feeling of having a true
daughter.
While getting dressed, he knew that he had to make it up to her somehow, he
didn't like to see her sad or angry at him, he know he could fix this by
commanding her to forget, but then he would just be solving his problem the
easy way and he didn't want her to feel like a robot to him. Instead he wanted
her to forgive him. He went to his computer and began looking up some things
they could do together as father and daughter. The ballet production of Swan
Lake was in town and he thought this would be perfect for them. Belle never
mentioned in her false memories of them that she been to a ballet before, he
purchased the tickets in hopes that they could create more good memories of
them.
"Belle," he called for her at her door frame. She was laying on her bed reading
a book.
"Yeah dad?"
"I'm sorry for yelling at you sweetheart, it's just that I want us to get back
to the way things used to be."
Belle supposed she could understand, she didn't like seeing her father so torn
up and disappointed in himself. She would just have to give up wanting him to
be more than her father. How easy that would be for her was undetermined, but
she supposed she could if that's what her dad wanted.
"It's okay dad, I know you just want me to be your little girl." She places a
bookmark on the page she was reading and closes her book and sits on the side
of her bed. "So have you decided what we're going to do today?"
"Funny you should ask, I just purchased us two tickets to see Swan Lake."
"A ballet?" Belle's never been to any live events, this was an adventure she
couldn't pass up.
"Yes, wouldn't you like that?"
"Oh dad that sounds like so much fun." She gets up and goes to her closet to
see if she had anything suitable for their outing. "Dad I don't have anything
formal to wear."
"Not to worry Belle we can go to the mall. I'm sure we can find you something
there."
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The smell of fresh dough being baked for hot pretzels, the sound of happy
people talking and walking through the mall awakened her senses. She was
actually having a good time with her father at the mall. Carter was likewise,
he looked just like all the other fathers in the mall with their children, the
environment only emerged him deeper into a fatherly role. They made it to the
woman's formal clothing store, and Carter let Belle venture off on her own to
do some shopping.
"What color do you think I should get?" She asked curiously looking at the
different color designer dresses on the circular rack.
"Whatever catches your eye."
"I want my outfit to match yours. What color are you wearing?"
"A black suit with gold accents." Carter's suit was a designer Dolce Gabbana
with a tie, cuff links, and pocket squares all gold to match his name.
"Well I can be your accent too." Belle insisted.
"Gold it is then."
They went to the clothing rack filled with little gold cocktail dresses. Belle
picked out a gold sequined low cut mini dress made by designer Alexander
McQueen. They located the dressing rooms so that she could try the dress on.
When she glanced at herself in the dressing room mirror Belle thought she look
beautiful, the final step was showing her father to make sure that he approved.
"What do you think?" She asked stepping out of the dressing room, innocently
holding her hands behind her back.
Carter's eyes roamed up and down her body mesmerized by her. He was at a loss
for words and those goddamn feelings for her were back. He had to do something
quickly or risk him taking her into one of the dressing rooms for a closer look
at her little dress.
"Lovely dress dear, but you also need shoes." He said, managing to recover
nicely from being blown away by her beauty.
Carter called for a store assistant to help his daughter find the right pair of
shoes for her dress. The store's sales representative picked out some nice gold
pumps that buckled around her ankles and helped Belle try them on.
"What you think of these dad?" She asked kicking her foot out for her father to
see.
"They certainly match your dress, are you sure you're going to be able to walk
in those?"
Belle gets up feeling wobbly and takes a couple of practice steps, it didn't
take her long to figure out how to do it, she took smalls steps placing her
heel down first and then her toes. She got the hang of it pretty well and he
even told her that she looked and walked quintessential to a model.
They purchased Belle's items and left the clothing store. While walking through
the mall Carter bought Belle a warm buttery salt pretzel and a banana and Acai
berry smoothie. They sat at the food courts and ate and talk, Carter trying
desperately to get back to that father daughter relationship they once shared.
He felt like they did, but something was worrying him in the back of his mind.
That little golden dress, how was he going to be able to resist her when she
had that on? And the heels made it no better, the arch in her back and the way
her toned legs looked while she was testing them out sent him reeling for her.
But he pushed those thoughts aside and tried to remain firm to the situation.
"Oh dad look at that store." Carter turned his head to see a store called
Princess World. A little girl's dream, it was filled with pink and glitter,
unicorns and rainbows. He took her inside and let her pick out anything she
wanted.
Belle loved being in this store. There were tiaras, and stickers, but what
caught her eye the most were the array of stuffed animals. There were so many
to choose from. In all colors and sizes.
"Pick out a special friend sweetheart." He said watching her starstruck
expression at the toys.
Belle's eyes scanned the shelf filled with Teddy's and all sorts of animals.
But there was one in particular that stood out from the rest. She reaches for a
sparkly beige teddy bear with ruffled velour fur. He was perfect to her,
different from the rest of the cutesy stuff but it still had its own sort of
old world charm.
"Give it a name, names hold special meaning, it makes them real," Carter said.
Belle thinks to herself for a moment, holding up the bear and looking at it as
if its name would just reveal itself. "He looks like a Rumple to me."
Gold laughed at her choice of name. It was definitely a different name and she
was right, his ruffled fur did fit his name. Carter pays for her new friend at
the cashier and they leave the mall to return home.
The evening at the ballet was a success. Carter never felt more closer to her
as a father then he had in that moment. In the car ride home Belle was
retelling her favorite parts of the ballet to him, she complimented the dancers
on their grace and how vividly the story of the Swan Queen was told through
their movements. Belle even said that perhaps Von Rothbart, the evil magician,
wasn't a bad guy and was in love with Queen Odette and out of fear she would
find love elsewhere, the sorcerer turned the Queen into a swan and sent the
black swan in her place. He even turns her friends into swans so that she
wouldn't be alone while at the magical lake. He loved that about her, she
seemed to always want to find the good in someone even when it wasn't there.
When they came back home, she was sitting on the edge of the bed trying to take
off her shoes. She unbuckled the right one with no problem, but the left one
was giving her some difficulties. Belle's clothing seemed to always give her a
challenge. Now she was having a hard time unbuckling the strap around her
ankle. She calls for her dad to help her take off her shoes. Like always, he
was there to her rescue.
"Yes sweetheart?"He says entering her room.
"I can't unbuckle this shoe." She said gesturing to the gold shoe she had on.
Carter chuckles before raising his pant legs to kneel on his knees to help her.
He takes her foot in his hands, but something came over him, that damn feeling
again. He feels the soft skin on her foot as he fumbles with the buckle and it
sent chills throughout his body. His hands were too big from the small buckle
of her shoes so he put it in his mouth instead and let his teeth do the work
for him.
Belle giggles while watching her father wrestle with her shoes in his mouth.
She thought it was so funny that her father was so calm and collected at most
times and to see him having a hard time with her shoes only made her snicker.
Finally the strap was loose enough for him to pull the rest of it from the
buckle with the tips of his fingers. He slips off her shoe but, he didn't
realize his other hand was on her calf.
He looks up at her, to see that she was biting her bottom lip looking at him
wantonly. He could no longer hear that moral voice in his head, only the
craving his body felt for her. He leisurely runs his hands up her legs pushing
her cocktail dress up around her hips. His warm hands caressing the insides of
her thighs. He looks back up to her, using not his words, but his eyes to ask
if it was okay.
Belle nodded her consent and he gently rubs her through her soaking wet
panties. How was he able to have this effect on her, the man who was supposed
to be her father? Unless, there was something more to this, maybe she wanted
her father to be her lover.
Carter keeps teasing her through her panties making her even wetter, watching
her become motionless and her mouth drop as he made full circles on her clit.
Her legs were already on the verge of trembling from the jolts he was sending
through her body. He takes her panties by the helm and pulls them gently down
her hips.
"Lay back." He tells her and Belle does what she's told, whimpering still at
the pleasure his soft touches were giving her. He felt his erection become
painfully hard in his pants, his balls aching to empty themselves inside her.
"You want daddy to taste you again?" He asks watching her come undone by him.
Her eyes were closed tightly and her back arched off the bed while he rubs her
clit.
"Oh yes, please daddy." She moaned out a plea for him to do whatever he wanted
to him. Belle was elated this was happening again. From the moment she woke up
this morning, all she wanted was for her father to be between her legs again.
"Say it, tell daddy what you want." Carter forcefully told her. He wanted her
to call him daddy. If they were going to be lovers he wanted some sense of
their father-daughter relationship involved in.
"I want daddy to taste me again."
Carter pulls her closer to the edge of her bed and opens her legs, admiring the
work the scientists did on her parts. He then used his tongue to course through
her wetness, tracing his path along the walls of his daughter's cunt. She let
out moan after moan, as her body inched it's way closer to reaching her peak.
Just as she was about to, he stopped.
"Daddy's going to slide his finger inside of you okay?" He tells her in lieu of
letting her come just yet.
"Wait daddy, I'm nervous."
That worried him but not enough for him to want to stop. He saw her stuffed
bear Rumple sitting next to her pillows. He reaches for it and hands it to his
daughter.
"Rumple will protect you." He assured her.
Belle's arms wrapped around her Rumple squeezing it tightly to her chest as he
slowly pushes a finger in her little pussy. He doesn't stop, he goes knuckles
deep, curling his finger inside her to stimulate her g spot. Belle bit down on
her teddy bear's ear to muffle her moans, but some still escape. Carter watches
his little girl lose herself to his hands. Carter moves over her to kiss her
nose and chin while still pumping his fingers inside her.
"Belle." He whispers in her ear softly. She opened her eyes to see him above
her and he dived in for a kiss on her lips. "Do you like what daddy's doing to
you, you like daddy's fingers inside of you?"
"Yes." she squeezes Rumple tighter to her chest "Daddy I- I-"
"You what, you're about to come?" He asked
"Yes." She moaned while teetering on the edge of her climax.
"Come for daddy Belle." He said watching her hold on to her stuff bear for dear
life as his fingers thrust inside her. He could feel her walls clenching around
his fingers as she reaches her orgasm. He kisses her softly along her neck to
ease her through it, until her body was done quaking. He takes his fingers out
of her before using his mouth to clean them. Her breathing began to steady and
she nuzzles her face into Rumple's soft fur. Her dad was right, Rumple did make
her feel better and she loved having both of them near her.
"Will you lay with me until I fall asleep?" Belle asked her father.
She didn't have to ask, he was going to anyway. Although what he really needed
was a drink. A drink to help him think this through, or maybe forget. But she
was more important at the moment, and he refused to leave her. But he made a
mental note that he would need to thoroughly think it out and at least talk to
her about it.
He loved her more than anything, truly loved her. They shared a kiss one last
time just as she powers down for the night, but in that kiss there was
something more.
Belle was in the castle again, walking around the long corridors like she did
every time she was having the dream. At first, so overcome with fear and grief,
she would look for a way to leave. Now since she knew how to wake herself up to
escape, she wanted to uncover this mystery behind her dreams. Finally after
walking for what seem like forever in the dark castle, she reaches two large
doors. She pushes them open bravely and walks through the doors into a great
dining hall to see a man spinning at his wheel.
He stops to look at her. "Hello again Dearie."
Chapter End Notes
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***** A Modest Little Loop *****
Chapter Notes
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They had a long excruciating talk, an uncomfortable talk that inevitably led to
father and daughter making out. Belle didn't mind that he was her father, she
felt something different for him anyways and what they were doing, Belle felt
like she'd done it before. But her mind wouldn't allow her to believe that
Carter was anything but her father. She fell in love with him, she knew she
wasn't supposed to, every fiber in her being including her programming telling
her she's not allowed to become intimate with her father. So she unknowingly
created new feelings to override her core program.
Carter thought it was strange too that she was able to care about him the way
she does, he was sure that the scientists that built her, programmed her not to
be attracted to her father, so why was she? He always knew something was
different about her, but he thought it was his mind just trying to make Belle
seem as real as possible, but this was something he couldn't explain.
Today wasn't like any other day. Belle did not automatically wake up at 8:00
am, she didn't wake up at 8:01 or even at 8:02. Belle broke her loop and woke
up close to 9 am, she stretched and yawned, but instead of getting up and
getting dressed to meet her father downstairs in the kitchen, she rolls over
and falls back to sleep.
Carter walked into the kitchen excited about seeing his beautiful daughter and
spending his day with her. He loved being with her, the times they spent
together were the moments where he felt like she was real. He pours himself a
cup of coffee that was prepared by his automatic coffee maker. He takes a sip
and its warmth awakens him fully, but something was off. When he turned back to
where Belle is normally sitting, his heart plunges and he drops the coffee mug,
causing it to shatter on the floor. She wasn't there. His heart began to race
as his mind feared the worst, that she had left, that she'd finally realized
what they were doing was wrong and she left him to be alone again. He steps
over the mess he made and quickly runs to her room.
Her door was open, which was good because he would have broken it down to find
her. She was sleeping in her bed peacefully and Carter took a needed sigh of
relief when he saw her. He checks his wristwatch and noticed it was well passed
9 in the morning. He thought it was strange that she was still asleep.
"Belle." he called as he entered her room, but she didn't wake up.
He walked in further and sat next to her on the side of her bed, mesmerized by
how beautiful she is, if Carter had known just how lonely he was, then he
probably would have gotten a wife S.H.O.W instead, but Belle awoken something
else in him, he didn't feel like he was pretending when he was with her, she
made him feel like he was actually a father. He playfully tickled her nose
while she slept there, but nothing, he wished that she would just wake up like
a normal girl, without the use of a verbal command.
"Belle bring yourself back online." He said.
She powers herself back up and stretched and yawned her sleep away to see her
father sitting beside her on her bed. "Good morning dad," she said reaching up
to give him a warm hug.
"Morning sweetheart," He said holding her tight, he was so relieved that she
didn't leave him, that she didn't abandon him. "Do you have any idea what time
it is?"
She grabbed his wrist to have a look at his watch. "It's 9 in the morning."
Gold chuckled. "Yes I know, but you never wake up this late."
"Well, I think I'm allowed to sleep in some days."
No, no she wasn't. Sleeping in wasn't something she'd been programmed to do and
she's never slept past 8 am during the past year. Carter knew something wasn't
right and the fact that she couldn't see it herself and error-correct it
probably meant something bad.
"Are you feeling okay?" Carter asked.
"I think so." She said kind of downcast, but she didn't want him to worry. Her
programming may be limited now but key things like to not disappoint Carter
were still enabled. "What do you want to do today?"
Gold wasn't buying that, now he feared that she was broken, Belle's never slept
in before because she was programmed to always wake up promptly at 8 am and
wait for him in the kitchen, but this was new.
He didn't trust this, his anxiety was already high from when he assumed she was
gone. He needed to get to the bottom of this abnormal behavior. "Analysis."
Her cheerful expression faded to a blank stare. Whenever Belle went into her
settings menu she felt like she was in a dream. Her eyes stared aimlessly and
she would lose her Australian accent, to Carter her menu's voice felt cold and
unfeeling.
"Belle tell me the truth, are you feeling okay?" Carter asked to find out what
was troubling his daughter.
"I'm sorry, I'm not feeling quite myself today." She said flatly in a standard
female's voice.
"Then tell me what's wrong, please so I can fix it." He practically begged he
didn't want her feeling bad or anything that wasn't part of her usually bubbly
personality. And the worse part was she was trying to keep this information
from him so he wouldn't worry.
"I don't feel quite myself today." she repeated.
Carter sighed and was becoming frustrated, she just kept repeating the same
thing, her programming keeping her on script, but then he remembered what the
scientist told him about her impov mode. That she's able to come off script and
speak freely.
"Enter improvisation mode sweetheart." He said cautiously, he hated talking to
her like she was a machine.
"Okay." She confirmed.
"Now, why aren't you feeling like yourself today?" He asked nervously.
"Because I'm in love," Belle answered simply. "Have I done something wrong?"
"N-no sweetheart, I'm in love with you too." He said but, he didn't want to
admit how much she was scaring him, how could she truly love him, the
scientists wouldn't program her to experience true love, especially with the
man she believed was her father. And besides, she was off script. "But Belle I
don't understand how are you able to love me, I'm supposed to be your father."
"I am unable to answer due to a continuity error." She said staring aimlessly
into her room.
"Belle please try to answer," Carter said cupping her cheeks in his hands to
force their eyes to meet, but they didn't, she only kept looking past him to
nothing in particular.
"I-I, Rum- C-C-C-" She stammered while her eyes blinked quickly trying to
answer, but her processing won't allow her to respond to an illogical question.
"Belle?" He grabs a hold to her while she still tries to speak.
"C-C-C-" she stuttered still unable to process, she crashes and powers herself
down.
"Belle!" He shakes her in a panic."Belle, please come back online." She doesn't
respond, her eyes remain still and cold. "Belle! Belle!"
xox0xox
Merlin was dragging himself into his office, praying that today would go by as
quickly as possible. He didn't get much sleep last night, that damn dream made
him restless. It was the scariest thing he'd ever witness. Merlin was a
scientist and what he saw when Belle gain conciseness was his creation coming
to life, she defied all laws of physics and human nature.
"You look a mess Merlin," Ruby commented to her co-worker. "Same dream?"
"Yeah, every year on the same day, it's like clockwork." He said before taking
a sip of coffee. "Sometimes I envy the S.H.O.W.S, how they're able to just
forget."
"Not all of them." Ruby reminds him.
Belle couldn't, not until they were able to calm her down, and even then they
had to remove her from her role as a Princess and rebuild her programming to
suit her new role in EnchantedWorld as a Warrior. Eventually, that wasn't even
enough to make her forget about him, soon the guest children were beginning to
complain that Belle wasn't taking them on the adventures to defeat the Yaoguai,
but to save another beast.
"Have you checked in on Rumplestiltskin lately?" Merlin asked his partner.
"Earlier this month," Ruby said while she typed on her computer. "He seems to
be content. I think that Baelfire keeps his mind off of her, and since we've
created a son for Rumple, the guest children are less afraid of him."
"We should bring him in for study too since we don't have Belle anymore, he was
one of the others that turned too."
The office phones begin to ring abruptly interrupting their conversation, Dr.
Ruby answered with the facility's standard greeting.
"Mr. Gold?-
You're going to have to calm down,-
She's going to be fine,-
I'll send a transport to bring her in now."
Ruby hung up the phone with Mr. Gold. She noticed how frantic he sounded, like
Belle had died or something, but of course that was impossible, she was an
android, she couldn't die or get sick, but it still amazed Ruby how concern he
was for Belle.
"What happen?" Merlin asked.
"I don't know. That was Mr. Gold, he just said Belle's not waking up."
The whole way in the EnchantedWorld's transport van, he stroked her hand and
reminded her, and himself, that everything would be okay. Carter couldn't lose
her, he needed Belle, he loved her more than anything, and without her, he
would be nothing but a man. With her, he was more, he was a father too. He
regretted everything, he should have known that asking her those questions
would interfere with her programming. His foolish curiosity getting the best of
him, the scientists warned him not to use that mode and he did anyway. He
begins to fear that he's lost her forever, she was perfect and now she's gone.
She was brought into the facilities on a stretcher and taken straight to her
attribute team's examination room. Merlin directs Mr. Gold to the workstation
where he was able to watch Belle through a glass window. He was still on edge
and his whole body was trembling at the thought of losing her. He watched
anyways as the scientists did their diagnostic.
"Okay beautiful, let's see what's wrong." Ruby puts on her goggles that allow
her to visually see inside of Belle. All of her mechanics and programmings were
shown to her like an x-ray. She see's what the problem is, Belle's programming
had been overwritten with new emotions, too many were uploaded at one time and
it crashed her programming altogether. "Merlin come see this."
Ruby gives Merlin the glasses to let him look at the enter workings of Belle.
He sees the new emotions Belle was experiencing. Intimacy, passion, obsession.
"I didn't write these emotions into Belle's new daughter personality."
"I know." The corners of Ruby's lips rose slightly. "She's doing it again."
They both looked at Belle who was still powered down, staring absentmindedly in
the room.
Merlin still had some doubts, he was a scientist so of course he was skeptical
about certain illogical things."Ruby, she's in a whole new role, how-"
"You can't be seriously still asking those questions," Dr. Ruby cuts him off,
"After 20 years you know how, Belle is alive."
"But how this time, last time it was from grief when she lost Rumple, what's
caused it this time?"
"The love she has for her father." They turned to Carter who was worriedly
pacing the floor just on the other side of the glass window that separated the
workstation from the examination room. Perhaps its was possible that a
connection was made, strong enough between Belle and Carter for her to upload
emotions out of nowhere.
Merlin was truly blown away by all this. He was having a small existential
crisis and he needed to say the words out loud because his brain wasn't letting
him process it and it made him feel light headed. He believed there was a
reason behind everything, after all, he was a scientist, "I created her right
here in this lab, every detail of her mind I built, so how is she learning all
these new emotions?"
"She uploaded them, maybe to them that's what learning is," she could see that
he was still so doubtful, even after everything he'd seen. She supposed that
was the difference is between doctors and scientists. They needed a logical
explanation, but this time there wasn't one. "How many times are you going to
have an existential crisis, until you realize it. Belle is alive, the S.H.O.W.S
are able to gain consciousness."
"But -but this goes beyond all logic." Merlin managed to say.
"I know, this is fucking insane, we created a life," Ruby said in just as much
awe as her colleague. "So what do we do now?"
"We let her go back to where she wants to be," Merlin said. If Belle was alive,
then she has free will and Merlin wasn't the type of person to keep her where
she doesn't want to be just to study her like she was a science project.
"And what about these new emotions, should I reconfigure her back to her
original programming?" Ruby asked.
"No, if she wants these emotions, let her have them, Besides if we take them
away, she'll just upload them again." Merlin knew she was unraveling, soon
she'll be fully awake so she needed to feel and make mistakes just as any other
human being would.
Ruby pulled out her computerized tablet and begins to update her bulk
apperception. She increased it so Belle would be able to process and handle all
these new emotions she was experiencing without overloading and crashing.
"Okay Belle, good as new," She smiled at Belle and she remembered that faithful
day when she first woke up, it scared her too, it was the same day Ruby had her
first existential crisis, where she even questioned her very own existence, but
she came to the conclusion that the S.H.O.W.S were no different from them, they
were created just as humans were. "Bring yourself back online Belle."
"Hello," Belle said before sitting up straight on the stretcher. She looked
around her surrounding and became nervous, she didn't know where she was, but
the room felt familiar and she knew she hated this place, but it frightens her
more when she couldn't locate Carter."Where's my father?"
Carter's eyes lit up when he saw her wake up, he bolted from the workstation
and into the examination room where she was.
"Belle." He said rushing inside the room. She jumps off the table and ran to
him, Carter picked up her into his embrace, he was so happy to have her back
and acting like her normal self again. He couldn't hold back the tears of joy
that leaves his eyes. She was so warm now and full of life. "Are you okay
Belle?"
"Yes I'm okay, can we go home now?" She asked her father.
"Yes, yes let's get you home." He said placing his suit coat around her
shoulders, he's so relieved to have his daughter back.
Ruby watches the touching moment and even feels teary eyed herself. They really
loved each other and Ruby was happy Belle was with someone who truly cared
about her. It only made her feel bad about all the rest of the S.H.O.W.S in the
park. Especially the ones in the adult section who were being raped and
murdered on a daily basis just to be reset and do it all over the next day. The
only solace she had, was that she was able to make the S.H.O.W.S forget, she
was happy that Belle was one of the ones that got away. But just maybe there
was a way to help them all.
"Thank you so much," Carter said shaking Dr. Ruby's hand.
"No, it's us who should be thanking you," Ruby said smiling.
Gold didn't know what she meant by that, but he was just so happy to have Belle
back that he didn't even care.
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***** This World is Madness *****
Even before EnchantedWorld opened their doors back in the year 2060, it had
gained enough publicity to be considered one of the world's most sought after
attraction. Inside the park, the environment was designed to look and feel like
one was actually in the renaissance era. The sounds of music being played on
harps and boisterous timpanis' filled the large peasant town of MistHaven, the
innermost city of EnchantedWorld. Familiar smells of cooked mutton and dried
meat attacks the senses putting one's mind in a daze and it would actually
smell like the 1300's. The S.H.O.W.S even dressed in the appropriate time
period clothing and even the Guests would as well to stay immersed and make the
experience feel real as possible.
It was an amusement park no doubt, but it was also much more. The company
improved on their older designs of animatronics and created them to be
lifelike. The S.H.O.W.S weren't these cold robots like being. They looked and
were able to think like a human being through advanced coding and programming
from an expert engineer in Biometrics. Their coding included their personality,
their ability to make choices and the most important thing, their coding made
them unable to kill a living being, or even fight to defend themselves.
Years went into designing the S.H.O.W.S, even before Regina Mills was born, her
mother Cora was advancing the technology that is being used today within the
park. Her mother died before her life's work was completed, but EnchantedWorld
had its destiny to open.
When the park opened its doors thirty years ago, even then the public didn't
know what to expect, but once inside the park it felt like one was re-born, a
new person, the person you wanted to be, but couldn't because of morals or
laws. The objective of EnchantedWorld was to satisfy one's need for adventure
and excitement by going on thrilling escapades with the S.H.O.W.S. The Guests
could go on adventures with Prince Charming to help him wake his sleeping
princess from an evil sorceress. Or save Cinderella from her evil step mother
and get her to the ball. If a Guest wanted to play the villain, they could.
Whoever they wanted to be, Dr. Mills allowed the Guests free range to do
whatever they desired in the park.
But that wasn't enough to curve the Guests' appetite. The S.H.O.W.S were
beautiful, the EnchantedWorld staff made them very desirable. So the Guests
began pandering to their baser instincts of violence, sex, and gratuitous self-
gratification. The S.H.O.W.S went day by day in their modest loops, only to be
disrupted by rich antsy park goers that wanted to fuck and pillage them like
savages.
Some were never gentle with them.
So, they're not real was the favorite line the park goers liked to use. To
prove to other people they weren't a sick individual for going to a theme park
to rape an android, or mass murder some S.H.O.W.S without blinking an eye or
even feeling bad about it. A lot of park goers would go broke trying to satiate
their desires in the park. A day in EnchantedWorld wasn't cheap. A couple of
hundreds would only get someone a wrist band to stay 12 hours. If a Guest was
rich enough, some would stay weeks at a time, only to become lost in their
delusion, wishing that EnchantedWorld's reality would stick. When security
finally threw them out, the real world didn't feel real anymore and most
committed suicide from the withdraw symptoms of EnchantedWorld.
For 30 years, over and over again, the Guests would come. And for 30 years the
S.H.O.W.S were reset over and over again, their memory wiped clean, leaving
only vivid lucid dreams and nightmares of their violent encounters. So when the
company began receiving reports of the S.H.O.W.S showing visual indicators of
insanity, Regina would recall said S.H.O.W for a tune up. If the diagnostic
showed they couldn't be fixed, they were incinerated. A living being destroyed
like garbage.
"I know that look Ruby," Merlin said walking out of the examination room with
Dr. Lucas. "You're thinking way too hard about something you shouldn't be."
"We have to do something," She finally said."If the S.H.O.W.S are becoming
conscience and waking up, we can't let them live like this."
Merlin pulled her into their workstation, away from listening ears. If someone
at the facility heard them speaking like that, they would be undoubtedly
reported. "And what do you propose we do. Liberate them from EnchantedWorld?"
"Merlin we have to do something, think about what the Guests do to them." She
said.
"That's why we erase their memories Ruby, it's all we can do to help." Merlin
tried to explain. He understood what Ruby was feeling, but the fact still
remained, the S.H.O.W.S belonged to Regina.
"But it's not helping anymore. If Belle can remember, so can the others." Ruby
said. "Have you ever stop to think that maybe the reason the S.H.O.W.S are
going insane is because of what the Guests do to them."
"So what would you do huh?" Merlin said sarcastically. "Send them out into the
real world, have them coexist with the same beings who torture them while in
the park?"
"No, but maybe we can talk to Regina. They can live in the park, under our
protection." Ruby tries to explain to her colleague. "EnchantedWorld needs to
be shut down."
"Listen to yourself Ruby," He stood up angrily in frustration. "This is Regina
were talking about. The woman practically bathes in the money EnchantedWorld
brings. She would never close down the park."
"We have to a least try." She said, she wished she could make him understand
how serious this was. "Goddamn it Merlin, I can't live knowing that the guests
are abusing and tormenting a conscience being to the brink of insanity, then we
destroyed them like livestock." She sighs. "There has to be something we can
do."
Merlin knew she was right, and the S.H.O.W.S were coming in more frequently
exhibiting signs of insanity. He calls to mind the S.H.O.W Peter Pan. Peter was
one of the first to be driven into madness. He was only a boy, the guests
tortured him relentlessly because he was a villain in one of the adventure
narratives or "Stories". He had died at least a thousand times and
EnchantedWorld kept resetting Peter and clearing him to return to the park. One
day he snapped, begin talking to himself, going off his loop and murdering
other androids. Now Merlin realized why, he was alive and he was tired of being
abused. They recalled Peter Pan and then he was incinerated, only because he
was trying to protect himself.
"Robin," Merlin said, but it was meant to stay in his thoughts.
"Who?"
"Robin Hood, he's Regina's favorite," Merlin explains. "Maybe if we wake him
up, Regina will see that the S.H.O.W.S are alive. Maybe you'll get what you're
asking for."
xox0xox
Belle was an anomaly. She was a perfect imperfection and his love for her grew
every day. He began to stop worrying about why she was able to love him and
began to appreciate the fact that she could. They spent every day together, and
everyday Carter felt like she was opening up more.
He made her feel amazing, inside and outside the bedroom. Carter always made
sure to remind her that she was all that mattered in his life and his love was
so passionate, which was probably the reason why they became intimate. He was
capable of reaching into her very soul and pulling something that lay dormant
there for so long, she was becoming less concern about him being her father,
the deeper they fell in love.
"Did you like that princess?" he asked, while he helped her pull up her
panties.
"I loved it." She said slightly breathless and heavily sated. "Just as I love
you."
Carter chuckled lightly before lying beside his daughter, transfixed on her
beauty and ocean blue glow in her eyes.
She rakes her fingers through his hair, pushing some strand of his hair from
his face. "Why don't we ever take things further?"
He sighed, that was a question he asked himself over and over, only now while
looking into her eyes does he have his answer. "Because I'm afraid I won't be
able to return back to being your father."
Belle giggled and kisses her father. "But you're more than my father, you're my
lover too."
"I shouldn't be," Carter confesses to her. "And it's probably the reason you're
able to wake up without a command because I'm making you shift between roles."
He said,
It was an illogical statement so he knew Belle would overlook it, but it felt
good to voice his concerns out loud to her even though she wouldn't be able to
understand, or so he thought.
"What do you mean by that?" She asked, cocking her head to one side curiously,
placing a hand on his chest.
"By what sweetheart?"
"That I'm able to wake up without a command." She answered, her eyes filled
with wonder.
"I thought you weren't supposed to notice things like that." His eyes narrowed
in confusion.
"Why wouldn't I?" She asked, trying to understand the baffled look on his face.
It was the same look the young man named Killian gave her when he mentioned she
shouldn't have a father. "You know dad lately I've been having these dreams-"
"Dreams?" He inquired, human beings have dreams, not S.H.O.W.S.
"Yes about me being a princess, or warrior, or something- something other than
actually me- me now." She tried to explain to him, though she fails to mention
she was also dreaming about a strange man as well.
His eyes were focused on her trying to make sense of what she was saying, but
he couldn't, all he saw while staring into her eyes was his daughter. He pulled
her in for a hug and nuzzled his face into her neck. "You're so different,
Belle."
"I don't mean to be."
"It's hardly your fault, it's probably mine." He said. Carter felt like the
things he was doing with her were forcing her out of her role as his daughter.
They lie there for a moment more, both of them were wrapped in deep
contemplation. Gold's was more regretful of what they've become. How was he
supposed to keep up this father-daughter relationship when they were being
sexual, what would happen if he did take that next step, how deeper will he
fall? While Belle's was more reflective, things weren't making sense, and if
she didn't ask questions, she feared she may drift into the madness she was
skirting on the edge of.
"What's EnchantedWorld?" She asked, but he didn't answer, only looked at her
with a freaked out expression before climbing out of bed, almost like he was
scrambling to get away from her. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Because you're scaring me." EnchantedWorld was the place she was made, she's
not supposed to ask any questions that would make her suspect she wasn't a real
human girl.
"Scaring you, but dad I only asked a question."
"Yes but it's the question you asked." He told her. "You're not supposed to
know about EnchantedWorld because of- of-"
"Because of what?" She asked
"Because of what you are."
"Then what am I?" Belle asked, feeling the unnerving sensation of deja vu.
Belle was fully sentient.
She was questioning her very existence and who she was. Carter was speechless
and incapable of finding the right words to explain to her, but his curiosity
got the better of him. He leaves the room for a moment leaving Belle with an
uneasy feeling. The deja vu she was experiencing was getting stronger, she felt
like she has asked that same question before, and never got her answer. When
Carter returns, he's holding a brochure.
He gives her the leaflet hesitantly, he didn't want her crashing again from
this illogical paradox he was presenting her. "This is what you are.
EnchantedWorld's the place you were built."
Belle looks down at the booklet and begins to flip through the pages. There
were pictures of people, but they weren't really people, they were machines.
She reads that they're designed by carving and casting a human sculpture from
synthetic material. After design, a programmer has coded a specific role for
the newly built android. Next is beta testing, where a behaviorist monitors the
S.H.O.W.S for a duration of time to make sure they're ready to be cleared and
implemented into the park.
Carter watches Belle read through the pamphlet. What she was reading about was
normal to him, S.H.O.W.S have been around for more than 30 years now, however
they never questioned their own existence. He wasn't understanding, Carter had
been to EnchantedWorld many times but none of them were able to think the way
Belle was thinking, it was almost as if she was aware.
"A Synthetic Human Object with Stories." She finally said. "So – so you're
trying- you're telling me I'm not real."
"No sweetheart, you're real to me. You're my daughter and you'll always be." He
said sitting down next to her to comfort her.
She didn't know whether to cry or to scream. What her father, or whatever he
was to her, showed her turned her whole world upside down. Everything she was,
was built by people she never knew. How was what he was saying even possible,
but at the same time made so much sense. Belle always felt different, like she
wasn't truly the person she was. But she had no idea she was an android. This
couldn't be real.
Belle picks up Carter's hand and places it against her cheek. "We feel the
same."
"We are the same." He said, cupping her cheek in his hand.
"Then how can you tell?" She questioned, looking at him with those curious blue
eyes that compelled him to want to answer all of her questions.
"You were made, and I was born. You will never age, you'll never suffer from
sickness." He tells her. "Belle, you'll never die."
"But if I won't age then how am I seventeen?"
"The scientists programmed you to think you are seventeen, but you were built
over 30 years ago."
Built? She shook her head in disbelief, a strong bout of light-headedness was
overwhelming her. It just didn't make sense, how could she never age but still
remember being younger? "No, that's not true. You adopted me, I have memories
of you as my father since I was a little girl."
"It's all in your programming the scientists uploaded you with. Sweetheart, you
were never a little girl and we've only truly known each other for a little
over a year."
"You're lying," She screamed. "Stop trying to scare me.
"I'm not Belle." He promised.
"Yes you are! You're lying to me, I thought you loved me." She cried, words
crumbling as were her feelings.
"I do sweetheart and It's because I love you that I'm telling you the truth."
He flips the pages of the booklet to a picture of her.
"Wha-" She gasped. "is that me?"
She was wearing a yellow ball gown, like the one from her dreams. She was
smiling and looking happy, like this Belle enjoyed living in her warped
reality. Belle was creeped out seeing herself like this outside of her dreams.
It was surreal, she was having a hard time distinguishing what was real from
what was fake.
"I believe you were one of the first ones they created using the new design,
they would advertise you a lot."
"So why tell me all this, why not keep living in your perfect little world with
your daughter?" She asked, all of her pain and anger, were in her words.
"I don't know, you're so different from the rest of them." He tells her, lost
in his own confusion, but still looking at her with so much adoration. He saw
her pain, and felt the anguish she was going through, but it was just so
astounding to him that she was unable to overlook this paradox and that she was
even questioning it, like a real human being. "I don't know how you're able to
think the way you do, but honestly I'm amazed, it's like- like you're alive."
This was a lot for her to take in, to realize that her whole life was a lie.
What did she do to deserve this? She looks down at the booklet again and reads:
In EnchantedWorld, Guests are given the right to indulge, the S.H.O.W.S are
designed to please the Guests most carnal desires. Belle only existed to
gratify the needs of others.
"So everything I know, everything I am is a lie," She said, voice breaking as
she spoke. "A fake life that someone put in my head"
He nodded sadly.
"But why," Belle asked, although Carter didn't answer, but she took a guess
anyways. Hell, the companionship she and Carter had wasn't even a true father
and daughter scenario, they were intimate with each other. "Let me guess, it's
so that you can fulfill your twisted fantasy of having sex with your daughter."
She cried out.
"What, Belle of course not-"
"Then why did you want me?" She asked.
He looks down pathetically, afraid to tell her the truth while looking into her
eyes. "I wanted a daughter."
She sighs, even though Belle didn't know who she truly was, she knew that
Carter loved her. She knew it wasn't his fault, and he never did anything wrong
to her. Even when they became intimate, Belle wanted Carter sexually too. "I
think you were lonely. Any man would be."
He nodded.
She hands Carter back the pamphlet. "Show me."
"I've shown you everything."
"Take me to EnchantedWorld."
"Belle I can't. If I take you there and they hear you questioning things like
this, they may take you away from me and I can't lose you."
"I have to go, and if you won't take me I'll figure out a way to go by myself."
There was no way he was going to let her off into the world alone, so he
agrees. "But why?"
She looks up at him. She loved her Carter, but she knew he wasn't able to
answer all her questions. He couldn't explain the dreams she's been having of a
dying man or even who the man was.
"I want to meet my maker."
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