HEADCANNON: Giselle is always singing around the apartment and Nancy smiles to herself every time because she is adorable but never joins in because she doesn’t think she is good enough and doesn’t want to ruin the songs. Despite the fact she doesn’t join in, Giselle sees that Nancy always looks happy at her singing so continues to do it. But then one morning Giselle wakes up early and walks to the bathroom, the shower is running so she doesn’t go in, but she does hear Nancy. She is singing and she is so good that every morning she gets up early just so she can hear her.
Giselle acting gay (◡‿◡✿)
Thank you for taking care of my bride, peasants.
"Okay, I’m going to get you down from here!" Yelled Nancy, despite been stood next to the woman, in order to be heard over the rain thrashing down on them. Hair sticking to her face and moisture clinging to whatever skin it could find vision was hard to perfect. Getting down would be precarious.
"Thank you ever so much!" Squealed her opposite enthusiastically. "When I get back to Andalasia I’ll make sure everyone knows of your good deed!"
"Do you mean Andalusia?"
"I don’t think so. Is Andalusia found beyond the Valley of Contentment?"
"Uh, no. But it’s close to the Sierra Morena. I think. If that counts. Anyway." Catching herself, Nancy realized the stupidity of talking about countries when in their situation. She refused to die by falling off a sparkly advertisement for a freaking casino. All because she had been talking about mountain ranges and valleys. It wasn’t until she had instructed Giselle to take her hand that she realized the more immediate strangeness of the woman. Namely the fact she believed in a place called the Valley of Contentment.