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B…
“What's up, B?”
Bridget looked up from her book. “Ella used to call me that, y'know?” She doesn't sound sad, just kind of solemn.
“Yeah?” Uliana asked, sitting down in the desk chair and spinning lazily.
“Yeah,” she said. “I like it better when you say it though.”
Uliana smirked. “Really?”
“Don't be cocky.” Bridget scolded lightly.
“I'm not,” she protested, trying and failing to force a frown.
Bridget raised an eyebrow.
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Baby…
“Babyyyyy,” Hook drawled, settling his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder. “Hi.”
“Hi,” Bridget said. “What are y-”
She trails off in a little gasp as he presses his lips to her neck.
~~~
Brat…
“I swear to everything if you draw one more heart on my face I will-” Bridget cuts him off with a simple stroke of the eyeliner and a smug smirk.
Hades rolled his eyes. “Fucking brat.”
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Bridgey…
“Bridgey,” Morgie repeated experimentally. “It sounds stupid…I love it.”
“You are not calling me that,” she protested.
“I definitely am, Bridgey.”
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Bitch…
“Bitch,” Maleficent grumbled.
Bridget stuck her tongue out at her.
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Butterfly…
“Aren't you just lovely?” Hades said.
Bridget couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not.
“Like a butterfly,” Maleficent agreed dryly.
She still can't tell if they're joking or not.
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Beautiful…
“Morning, beautiful,” Hook whispered. Bridget's pretty sure that this is the most beautiful he's ever looked, half asleep with his head resting on her chest.