“Now what’s going on here?” exclaimed Merlin, opening the door.

“Jumping hoptoads!” exclaimed Arthur.

Belle couldn’t blame him. The kitchen was in rebelling, it seemed, against Sir Ector and Kay. Only Cook, like the three of them, stood watching the scene without incident. Ector was being washed in the tub by the scrubbing brushes and battered over the head with a dirty pot. Kay was being forced to mop the floor with a mop around his head whilst being prodded from behind with a broom. “I think your magic was a little strong, Uncle Merlin!” she cried.

“Alakazam!” Merlin exclaimed,...

So this is my list of the best fans here at Disney Crossover spot. I think I saw something similar on another club. So I decided to write this to show my appreciation to fans that make this club possible. Without so many fans contributing to this club it would soon die out.This is only my opinion of people here and don't be offended that you don't see your name here. It's only because I either don't know you or your activity here hasn't caught my eye. Most of the people on my list are based on their crossover pictures cause that's what I pay most of my attention to.

Here are some fans that...

Cinderella and Belle’s POV:

Cinderella reluctantly dragged herself out of bed, praying that no one would come in when she was still naked and fumbling for her clothes on the floor. How on Earth would she explain that then? Her shoes had got tangled up in Belle’s dress somehow and she looked over at the sleeping woman she had left in bed. Belle was quite peaceful on her side, and Cinderella cast her mind back over all they had done that night and stifled a giggle at the thought that neither of their parents would approve of any of it if they knew.

And not just because they were doing it out...

Elsa took a deep breath. She had no idea where she was going, but that need not detain her, she decided, fiddling nervously with the clasp of her cloak and then tossing the thing to one side. She wouldn’t need it anymore, after all, she had never needed one, being immune to cold weather as she was. It had only ever been a status symbol, to mark her out as a princess. But right now, that wasn’t what she wanted. It was time for a change. She was no longer Princess Elsa of Duloc. For now, she was simply...Elsa, a young free woman with cryokinetic powers.

She threw up her arms and transformed...

Chapter 16: War

Quasimodo left Belle in the cathedral room as he quickly raced back down to the second level grabbing a wooden beam throwing it over the edge of the balcony crushing Frollo's carriage in the town square he was now furious running up the steps to the entrance to Notre Dame that was completely locked "You men pick up that beam break down the door" he ordered his guards as Phoebus wrapped his arm around the chubby guard standing next to cage "Alone at last" knocking the guard unconscious grabbing the keys from behind his belt climbing on top of the cage with a spear in his hands...

Tap, tap, tap.

The Dowager Empress glanced up from her thinking. Once again she had been lost in a memory long passed, and now the sound of someone at her study door had roused her from those daydreams.

“Come in,” she called, pulling herself back together, and a seventeen year old boy stuck his head around the door.

“Hey, Grandmama,” he smiled, politely. Though the Empress was not his grandmother but in fact his great grandmother, he called her “Grandmama,” since he had never known his own grandmother, her daughter and his father’s mother, and since his mother’s parents had...

When seventeen year old Belle Garland and her dog Angel get caught in a twister, they find themselves transported from their dreary farm life in France to the magical land of Diz, where their house lands upon the Wicked Witch of the East!

But the Wicked Witch of the West, Maleficent, is out for revenge and if Belle and Angel want to get home, they have to follow the Yellow Brick Road to find Merlin, the Wonderful Wizard of Diz!

Along the way they pick up a Scarecrow named Jack Skellington, a Tin Man named B.E.N and a Cowardly Lion named Simba, all of whom also want something from the Wizard...

Carl started muttering again to himself as they waited for Russell to return. Rapunzel sat on a rock, with her arms wrapped around her knees, humming to herself. She could see now why her mother had longed to come here; it was a very peaceful, exotic place.

“I found the snipe,” came Russell’s voice, suddenly.

“Oh, did you?” mused Carl, humouring him.

Rapunzel adjusted her harness. “Good for you, Russell.”

“Are they tall?” asked Russell.

“Oh, yes, they’re very tall,” said Carl.

“Do they have a lot of colours?”

“They do indeed.”

“Do they like chocolate?”

Rapunzel...

The Frederickson Family quickly settled down to a happy and contented life together.

“Mommy, look at me!” giggled Rapunzel, holding up her hands, covered in paint. "Look at me, Mommy!"

She had paint on her face as well.

“Oh, honestly!” Ellie laughed, picking her up to wash her off. “You’re meant to put the paint on the paper, not you, Rapunzel!”

“She’s making herself a work of art, Ellie,” Carl replied, causing her to laugh again.

“Daddy, can I be an artist someday?” asked Rapunzel as her mother washed the paint from her hands and face.

“Of course you can, honey. You...

Belle groaned with frustration as she stumped into the room. Adam, busy doing his homework on the bed, looked up in surprise as she slumped down beside him. “Hey, what’s up?”

“Oh, it’s those guys!” Belle waved a hand, airily, in the direction of her own room.

“Why? What’s happened?”

“They just won’t give Lottie a chance!” Belle burst out. “They kept saying that she’s a boyfriend stealer and an air-head and all other manner of other things and they don’t even know her yet, and I couldn’t help it, I just snapped!” She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. “I...

The first thing Tiana did that morning when she woke up was make herself a strong black coffee. The second thing she did was reflect on the events of the night before.

After she had made her way home from Lestat’s mansion, for that was what it had been, a great gothic mansion, she had simply kicked off her shoes and flopped down on her bed, too tired to get her brain working straight. But now she was properly awake, she could start to think about it all in a little more detail.

So, what had happened? Some random, albeit handsome and charming, guy had stood up for her when Facilier had snapped...

Sorry for the wait guys but here is chapter three :)
(Belle's point of view)

I said to Balto "so, anything happen?" He shook his head and replied "not much but I saw Steele a few minutes ago." I said "that usually means Gaston is around, come on I wan you to meet my father."I led him to my house, when we got there I saw my father. He was mumbling about the machine he was working on. I asked "papa, we have a visitor?" He said "oh, do we?" I replied "his name is Balto." My father looked at him and said "your a good looking dog if I say myself." Balto looked down at his feet and then at me. I smiled...

Finally, chapter two!
(From Balto's point of view)
I followed Belle, looking around town it reminded me of my home. She said "it's nearly the same way on starting out the day." I nodded, once she mentioned Jenna I thought about her. Belle added "my cousin Rosie is here, and so is Jenna." I asked "she is?" Belle nodded, she said "just keep out for Gaston, he can be rude." I thought I might have seen him before with Steele, which makes sense the two are alike. Belle asked "can you wait outside the bookshop for a second?" I replied "sure" so when she went inside, I sat in front of the shop I saw...

Here is chapter one of my story!
(Belle's point of view)
When I first meant Balto, I didn't know what to say. I was on the ground scared out of my mind because I was attacked by wolves. Balto said "I'll protect you." I just stared, and thought ~dogs can talk?~,and then I watched him fight the wolves, it was impressive to see a dog like him handling this. Once the wolves had enough of Balto they ran away. I said to him "thank you, what's your name?" The dog replied " my name is Balto?" He asked "your's?" I replied "my name is Belle, nice to meet you." Standing up, I went to my horse, and undid...

The next day, Ramses did something he rarely did; he went to Ariel's room. Usually it was the other way around; he would wait for her to find him out; but on this occassion he went to find her. She was sitting on her bed, brushing her hair. She looked around in surprise as he came into the room. "Ramses! So, how are you feeling after last night?"
"Oh, gods, it was a nightmare!" he groaned, lying down on her bed. He laid his head in her lap; she smiled and set aside her brush. "Ariel, what am I going to do?"
The banquet itself had gone without a hitch but when Seti had found out that Ramses...

That was the way it was for Ramses and Ariel and they were perfectly happy. Queen Tuya knew that they wouldn't have it any other way, but her husband Seti was anxious that Ramses stop fooling around with Ariel and focus on taking a wife. He said as much the next day over breakfast. Ariel, dining with the servants, was absent and so unable to hear for herself what Seti had to say to his son.
"Ramses, you know we're holding that banquet tonight? Well-"
"Oh, don't tell me!" Ramses groaned. "You've got another batch of young and silly women lined up for me to meet and possibly think about marrying!"...

Ever since they were children, Ariel and Ramses had been the best of friends.
Ariel, an orphan who's parents had died of fever when she was a child, could remember as though it were yesterday. She had been looking for somewhere to live; for some kind family to take her in after her parents' death and had stumbled across the small pool that flowed below the palace balcony, where Queen Tuya and her friends often bathed. There she had come across the young Ramses, playing with a ball. When the ball had gone into the water, Ramses had gone after it; forgetting that he couldn't swim and that the...

Aladdin led the stumbling girl, who he now knew was named Ariel, into Jasmine's elaborate palace. Jasmine grumbled behind them. She slowly turned on her heel, creating a rather unpleasant noise, and hurried into the servants' quarters. She slowly emerged with a worn and tattered robe. "Here Ariel" Jasmine sneered tossing the ragged cloth at the jittery girl. Ariel caught it and looked at it like Jasmine had just given her an atomic bomb. "You put it on." Jasmine said, obviously annoyed.

Ariel looked at the cloth in her hands. She slipped around her shoulders, before being hastily shoved through...

Thomas brought Ariel to the place where he woke up that morning. He opened a chest, in which he previously took his clothes and gun, and found a woman's gown. He ripped another cloth, carefully bandaged Ariel's wound, and dressed her in the cream-colored gown. Then he laid her on a mattress he found in the chest.


"There, there. You'll be all right," he said softly. "It is mostly shock, I guess. I hope you'll forgive me, miss, because I didn't mean to hurt you."

Ariel closed her eyes and refused to speak. She was still shocked and frightened,...