A/N – I wasn't entirely sure how to word this at the end, so it might be a little confusing. Sorry if it is.


Rose Red smiled as she stood outside, next to the giant apple tree that represented her mother. "Will you ever explain why you refused when Snow White asked you to be queen?" Rose smiled and turned to see Eric standing behind her.

"I could no live like that, my every move being watched and monitored. Besides, Snow White has William and the duke to help her" Rose sighed.

"I heard you, you know" Eric looked down at her, wondering what she was talking about. "When I was under Ravenna's death-spell. I heard you, telling me about your wife. And I know that it was your kiss that awoke me. But I cannot speculate, Eric, it would pain my heart to do so. You must speak plainly to me: what do you feel for me?"

Eric couldn't stand the pleading look in Rose's eyes. "Oh, lass. You'll be the death of my yet" he sighed, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Rose Red, with your Skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair the color of blood on snow, I love you, and I always shall" he whissered before kissing her.

Rose smiled as she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him back with a surprising force. Neither hunter nor princess could think about anything else but the person in their arms.

Eric's tongue quickly swept across her bottom lip, begging for entrance. Rose granted, and the battle was one both would win and lose.

They broke apart only when their lungs were desperate for air, their forehead's leaning against each other's. "Besides, could you really see yourself as king?" he grinned and placed a soft kiss on her head.

"My dearest Rose, for you, I'd be anything" he swore. Rose sighed and leaned her head against his chest, listening to the sound of his strongly beating heart.

"The tale will be told throughout time" Muir's voice came softly as he and the others dwarves approached them, holding blankets and pillows and baskets of food. "I doubt they'll get it right, after a few generations" Rose laughed and helped Nion spread out the blankets.

William and Snow quickly joined to the group, and soon all the food and drink was set out. "A toast" Rose raised her glass. "To Gus" everyone looked slightly sad that their dear friend could not be there with them this glorious day.

"To Gus!"


William and Snow White were married in a big ceremony, and William was crowned King, though Snow still reigned. They had two daughters, Lily, and Eleanor. It seemed as if the second generation of red/white twins was born.

Eric and Rose Red had a much smaller ceremony when they were wed. They lived in a small house in the village, and visited every weekend with Snow and William. They had one son, fondly names Gus.

The dwarves still came and visited, but they had decided to go back to work, doing honest work in the mines. They loved to come and see Gus, Lily, and Eleanor, though.

Greta met a young lad and got married. She worked in the castle, earning a good wage and often having tea with Snow and Rose.

Anna, her daughter Lily, and their village was finally reunited with their men, and Snow even had a town built for them near the beach, so they could still work with the boats.

Eric, Snow, Rose, William, and the dwarves still visit the Sanctuary every year on the anniversary of Gus's death. When their children were born, they were brought as well. And then they brought their children, who brought their children, you brought their children, sharing stories of Snow White and the seven dwarfs, the one brave dwarfs that gave his life forgotten, the beautiful sister that really saved the day only a passing thought, not even in the 'true' story.

But that is how the story goes. And maybe it is better if it is forgotten in time. But, sometimes, if you look up in the sky, you'll see a star that shines brighter than any other, twinkling down. That's Gus, watching over his friends, and all the other poor humans, and smiling. Because he was a hero.