Headcanon: I can muster a cogent argument for why it would make more sense or make for a better story if this were the case
Heartcanon: I don’t have a particular rationale for why this ought to be the case, I just like to imagine it’s true because it gives me the warm fuzzies
Gutcanon: it’s not that I actively want this to be the case – it just unaccountably feels like it should be
Junkcanon: I like to imagine it’s true because it gives me the other kind of warm fuzzies
Spleencanon: I insist that this is the case specifically to spite the author, because, like, fuck you, sir or madam
@themiscyra1983 is doing me a favor tomorrow, and so I offered her a ficlet thing in exchange. She asked for a Brigitte/Hana Little Mermaid AU, which I came at with a sort of sampler/slice thought process–these rewrite fics are usually like 30k ahaha. BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY. 2,300 ish words
The winds were higher than they should be, that day, and this should have given Brigitte pause, she would later think.
But she did not think that as she looked out to the sea from the bow of the boat, the salt of the air fresh in her nose, delicate crystals of it gathering in her hair and setting it to sparkle like the princess. Well, the princess she should be, she thought with a laugh, not the princess who sailed out around the horn on an afternoon when she could be entertaining a suitor.
Suitoress? She thought, puzzled for a moment, would that be the name? And then she shook her head and decided it didn’t matter, if she wasn’t there to greet them anyhow.
Her parents, by and large, were tolerant of Brigitte’s sense of adventure–Torbjorn was not without his stories of being a young man on the sea, and Ingrid had proven the only thing wild enough to sate that hunger–but the need to find someone to marry, to carry on the kingdom, was a practical concern, and while they empathized with the boredom she felt when presented with the lovely and accomplished ladies of various kingdoms, still they insisted.
It was easy for her father to talk. Her mother had smashed into his ship in a Norwegian bay and demanded he hand over his command.
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