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Does anyone actually follow that ettiquette in England?
Because my understanding of tea ettiquette in England is: OFFER YOUR GUEST TEA AS SOON AS THEY ARRIVE - GIVE THEM THE LARGER MUG, BECAUSE THEN THEY CAN HAVE MORE TEA IN IT, AND MORE TEA IS BETTER - OFFER THEM MORE TEA AS SOON AS THEY HAVE FINISHED THEIR MUG OF TEA, BECAUSE MORE TEA IS BETTER.
IF SOMEONE LOOKS STRESSED, OFFER TO MAKE THEM TEA. IF SOMEONE LOOKS UPSET, OFFER TO MAKE THEM TEA. IF SOMEONE LOOKS TIRED, OFFER TO MAKE THEM TEA. IF SOMEONE HAS JUST COME IN FROM THE RAIN, OFFER TO MAKE THEM TEA. IF SOMEONE HAS JUST RECEIVED BAD NEWS, OFFER TO MAKE THEM TEA. IF YOU ARE WATCHING TV WITH SOMEONE AND THERE IS AN ADBREAK, OFFER TO MAKE THEM TEA. IF YOU ARE MAKING YOURSELF TEA, OFFER TO MAKE EVERYONE ELSE TEA. IF SOMEONE IS NOT CURRENTLY HOLDING A MUG OF TEA, DOUBLE CHECK THAT THAT IS AN INTENTIONAL STATE OF AFFAIRS, AND THEY DO NOT, IN FACT, WANT A CUP OF TEA.
OR JUST THROW IT ALL IN THE HARBOR
ARE YOU TRYING TO START A REVOLUTION!? DON’T THROWS THE TEA IN THE HARBOR! HARBOR IS NOT THIRSTY! HARBOR IS NOT STRESSED!
If you listen to the end of tangled…. Rapunzel and Eugene didnt get married until several years later
same with Aladdin and jasmine!
And Belle was trapped in that castle for months with Beast; I’m pretty sure at least a year.
Also Tiana and her prince were together as frogs for an indeterminate length of time before they married.
Tumblr gets schooled by the Disney fandom
Also let’s not forget Aurora was betrothed (which uhh, was a thing and some places still is).
Cinderella had to be locked in her home away from her prince whilst she knew he was looking for her.
I love how no one is trying to defend Ariel and Snow.
When Ariel was permanently turned back into a human by her father, we don’t know how much time passed between that day and their wedding.
Snow was under the sleeping curse for at least half a year. Remember the lovely commentary animated films used to do? At the end of the film, it states, “The Prince, who had searched far and wide, heard of the maiden who slept in the glass coffin.” Additionally, it shows changes in season. And finally we don’t even see a marriage between The Prince and Snow.
there’s a semi-official sequel to snow white (done YEARS later) that follows up on Snow and her prince, beginning with them having been traveling for months to get back to his castle, which is a long ways away from Snow’s castle, and they both show signs of having aged. it is stated in this film that they are not married yet, but that they are at least engaged. my memory only lasts part-way through the movie (it has been a long time since i’ve seen it), but i believe their wedding ceremony was included.
additionally in the original Disney movie, Snow meets her prince briefly before she flees from her step-mother and they socialize while the scene changes to the queen, meaning he searched for her all that time because they met once and chatted and he liked her and wanted to get to know her more.
Serena clasped her hands together and shifted uncomfortably. “I take it you heard the transmission, then.”
The Professor nodded in the affirmative. “They played a recording of it for me after I came to.”
“Professor, I…” she began, then shook her head vigorously. “Augustine. Lysandre was a troubled man, but I’m sure it made him no less of a good friend. He had a vision for a better world that he desperately wanted to make a reality. I don’t know who these pe-“
“Serena, please. Not now.” The Professor had closed his eyes and planted his feet firmly on the ground, steeling himself against the swell of painful memories of one of his closest friends.
“I… I’m sorry.” She pursed her lips and inhaled, drumming her fingers against the side of her arm. “Well, let me say this one thing, then. I don’t know if I would have made it out of that building alive if it hadn’t been for you. I owe you my life.”
Augustine opened his eyes and his expression softened. In a smooth movement, Serena rose up on her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her lips against his dirt-stained cheek. “Thank you. Thank you. I mean it,” she whispered.
For few seconds, neither of them moved. She was about to let go when she felt his arms encircle her torso and squeeze firmly. The man’s face slid down into the crook of her neck and she felt his body shake with a small, silent shudder, and then another, and another. A cold wetness penetrated the collar of her blouse.