A/N: Don't look at me, this was a Belle-learns-to-use-a-computer-prompt.
The library used computers for the catalog, to make library cards, to keep track of who had what book, and to process late fees.
Belle had absolutely no idea how to use one.
Amused at her frustration, Rumplestiltskin took the weekend to explain the basic in and outs of the strange machine. By the time Monday rolled around, Belle could boot her computer up, log in to the system, and process the returns in under five minutes. By Wednesday, she coaxed Mary Margaret into showing her the more fun programs- to play music, to write notes and memos, even how to draw a simple picture or two.
Ruby, however, showed her the good stuff.
"…and you can go layer by layer to edit, and ta-da!"
Photoshop, was, as Ruby put it, awesome.
Rumplestiltskin didn't share her views. Mainly because he'd had no idea a program like that existed, but also because Belle had figured out the scanner and was uploading pictures of him to "edit".
"You don't like it?" Belle asked playfully.
"As amazed by your talents as I am, I have to ask: why am I riding a unicorn?"
Belle shrugged. "It seemed like something you'd do."
Rumplestiltskin didn't really have a reply to that. He had ridden a unicorn once, ages ago, but he'd stolen the unicorn's horn immediately afterward (the beast had seen fit to bite him when he'd walked away).
"Oh, but look at this one- it's my favorite!"
Rumplestiltskin's cane clattered to the floor.
"It took me a few hours to get all the details right, but it was so worth it. What do you think?"
The Dark One, master of words, who built iron clad contracts out of thin air, was speechless.
"Ruby was in hysterics when I told her about it. I should email it to her."
Oh dear god, please no. "What on earth possessed you to-"
"-put you in one of the Evil Queen's dresses?" Belle shrugged again. "I don't know. It sounded like fun."
Fun. His True Love had put him in a dress- one of Regina's dresses- because it sounded like fun?
"I," he sniffed, "am not a cross dresser."
Belle grinned. "On the internet you are. Oh, and the one I made with you wearing Ruby's make-up, that's a good one."
With a few clicks, Belle pulled up the picture. "Very pretty," she said, leaning over to kiss his cheek.
"Want to see the others?"
Others? "How many of these did you make?" he asked, dreading the answer. Was she punishing him for something? Making blackmail material? If she was bored, he could find something for her to do. He could enchant her library to hold every book in the world if it would get her away from the damn computer.
"Of you? Just these. However, I made several of Charming."
Rumplestiltskin began to smile. "Really."
"And since we had the pictures, I made one of Madame Mayor as a monkey." Sheepishly, she bit her lip, glancing up at him through her lashes. "And I might have accidentally-on-purpose emailed it to everyone."
Delighted, Rumplestiltskin pressed his lips to hers. "What else have you got?"
"Want to see Grumpy in Astrid's fairy outfit?"
Yes. Yes he did.