bornofthelandandsea:

     Melody smiled into the touch. It reminded her of the time before she knew about Atlantica and her mother’s past. Their relationship had been so much simpler back then.

     Melody pulled away from her mother and turned to grab her basket so she wouldn’t have to see the look of hurt she knew would develop in Ariel’s eyes. Melody held her basket out in front of her for her mother to see.

     ”So, does that mean you got a basket like mine?”

         She tried desperately not to show her disappointment as her daughter pulled away from her. She bit down on her lower lip, quickly regaining her composure to examine the basket her daughter held out for her. Nodding, Ariel attempted to smile.

           ❝I do indeed!
               What d'you say we go and have a nice picnic, just you and me?❞

bornofthelandandsea:

“Oh, no!” Melody said quickly, “It’s just that I thought you and dad were going to be staying at home.” She took a few steps towards her mother, closing the distance between them and wrapped her arms around Ariel’s neck in a tight hug.

         The hug certainly took Ariel by surprise, but it was not unwelcome in the slightest. Giving her daughter a gentle squeeze in return, Ariel’s hand moved to tuck a wayward lock of dark hair behind Melody’s ear.

           ❝And miss a perfect spring festival?
              I don’t think so!❞

bornofthelandandsea-blog whispered:

"Melody lifted an eyebrow when she caught sight of the red-haired woman. "Mom? What are you doing here?""