Rumpelstiltskin stalked the palace hallways, searching for that certain room that held the key to his happiness. A peal of laughter stopped Stiltskin in his tracks, then picked up the pace only very slightly. He was royalty after all, and Fae royals were not meant to hurry, they had all the time in the world. After making a left turn he arrived in a extravagant decorated nursery, there was an entire wall of books (he chuckled to himself, he should have known that the daughter of Beauty and the Beast would love books just like her parents), the walls were painted like the forest and gardens outside her house with roses and thorns climbing up her walls from the floor up to the ceiling. Stiltskin walked through the threshold to the cradle that was carved from rowan wood, her name was on the front of the roses decorated cradle, Kerrie. A crooked grin lit his face, what a beautifully vague name, a giggle made him look into the face of the baby girl with periwinkle eyes. The baby had only a tuft of black hair, she was graced with pale fair skin, and a beautiful smile. Stiltskin's heart skipped when he saw her smile, but frowned at the white baby gowned her parents had her dressed in.
"White is not your color, dearie," He whispered as he knelt down by the cradle "I shall change that for you." And with a sweep of his hand her gowned was changed into a lavender slip with a tiny bow in the front. The color made her skin glow with a gold tint, white paled her to much. Kerrie raised her hands and gurgled at him, his face blushed, he didn't know how to handle a baby, but very gently he took her into his arms, making sure to cradle her head and neck and picked her up. "Would you like to hear a story dearie?" Kerrie giggled in reply.  Stiltskin nodded with a smile.
"Once upon a time," he started "there was a prince, he was selfish, arrogant, and rude. One day I arrived at his palace, merely looking for shelter, when he told me to go away, that he would not allow such a hideous face as mine to enter his castle, so for his punishment, I turned him into a nasty beast. But with every curse there is a cure, and for every beast there is their beauty. So, one winter your mommy, showed up and with true loves power, and broke my spell. However, in the process made an evil wizard angry at being so happy and making such a..." he paused at the thought of her his cold heart tingled with the mere thought of thinking about her "such a stunning baby, that he wants her all to himself, and since you are the key to my happily ever-after, I will steal you away to another dimension to keep you away from his grasp. My father is a nasty evil man that would do nothing, but mistreat you and you may end up hating me from taking you from your parents, but I will risk no harm to you. For even now I love you, and I have since the day I envisioned you in that cradle of yours."
A single tear, slid down his face when the baby stroked his cheek with her tiny hand. He wanted so badly to keep her, but her parents had made no deal with him, so he couldn't. Slowly he lowered her into her cradle and covered her with a blanket and watched as she fell asleep, he stepped back took out the magic wand he had "procured" from Cinderella's god mother and with a wave of his hand sent Kerrie and her nursery to a different dimension and family. And as the magic swept her away, he sent a wish with her.
"Stay safe, dearie."  Then disappeared himself.