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Who: Chris Halliwell and Snow White
When: A free evening
Where: Movie theater
Summary: Chris offered to take Snow White to see a movie, and he follows through with that promise.
Warnings: Nothing, other than mild angst.

This wasn't a date. It was the Halliwell obligation. Fairy tale characters and historical people coming to life was sort of a semi-regular thing when you grew up in that family. It was always their job to take care of those people, to make sure they settled well in the future until they could get home. There was something about Snow that Chris wanted to protect but he kept telling himself it was completely innocent.

The fact that this wasn't a date didn't exactly stop him from feeling weirdly nervous about it. He found himself hoping that she would enjoy herself. He hadn't gone to see a movie with a girl in a long, long time. There weren't many theaters in the future and most of the ones that existed only showed propaganda films. He and Bianca had once managed to get to the last movie theater that wasn't controlled by his brother where they had watched a cheesy little kid's film. It had been fun, sharing popcorn with her in the dark while dancing and singing cartoons took up the holo-screen. It had been the one and only time he had ever considered what their children might look like.

Wyatt had had the place destroyed only a couple days after that. Chris didn't think that he knew about the date, but he wouldn't have put it past his brother to tear it down only because it had been a place he had enjoyed.

This theater was in one piece, bright and beautiful. He paid for the tickets, popcorn and drinks using the last bit of pocket money had in his wallet. He'd need a job soon, which was weird. He didn't even know where to start but that was something he could worry about after tonight.

"Okay," he said as he went up to Snow White, snacks in hand. "So this is popcorn. Usually we'll eat it during the film. Once we're in the theater you can try it. You just have to give the ticket to that guy and he'll direct us to the theater the movie is in." He gestured toward the usher by the roped off section of the theater. "You still have the tickets, right?" He had given them to her to hold while he bought the snacks.

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Snow was so entranced by the story she almost forgot about trying the popcorn. She reached for it now, liking the salty buttery flavor of it. She coudl see how this would be a very popular food in the theater, and how easy it would be to throw if the audience was unsatisfied.

She turned to make this observation to Chris but the words fell short of leaving her lips. "Does this bother you?" she asked softly.

"Huh? No," he answered, lying easily. "It's fun," he promised, giving her a small smile. He shoved aside his issues, putting them away to deal with later, when he wasn't trying to focus on making her comfortable.

Her brows knit together doubtfully, but she let the subject drop. It wasn't her place to pry. But her heart softened for him and Snow promised herself she would find some way to repay him for all the kindness he gave her.

In the meantime, she focused back on the movie.

He lets the movie distract him too, even if the plot is a little predictable. It's nice to have a little mindless entertainment.

By the time the movie was at its end, Snow's fingers were shining from the butter in the popcorn. She was fully invested in this couple so when they finally got together she wanted to cheer for them.

Then it was over and the credits were over. Snow was puzzled. At the end of a play the cast always came out for a curtain call. Again she turned to Chris. "Is that it?"

Chris nodded, smiling a bit over how much she seemed to get into the film towards the end. "That's it. Unless they make a sequel."

"It was lovely," she decided. "Thank you for bringing me here." She smiled and spread out her fingers to show him the shine from the popcorn. "It's been a while since I've enjoyed myself like that."

"Me too," Chris admitted, a little surprised by how true that was. He moved to offer him a napkin for her hand. "Did you want to head out? They'll have the next show on in a bit."

She smiled, taking the napkin with a nod of thanks. "The next show? They can do that so soon?" It was amazing to think of. Snow was used to performances only coming once a night. To have the show ready in a matter of minutes was almost too incredible to imagine.

"Oh, of course," she realized before Chris could answer. "The actors aren't really here.. I'm still growing used to this world."

"Yeah, they pretty much just clean the theater and reset the projector," Chris explained. "Maybe I can see if we can find a projector at a store or something, to show you how it works."

"I would enjoy that," Snow said with a bright smile. "I'm curious about everything this world has to offer."

"You didn't even have electricity did you?"

"No. I suppose it seems primitive compared with what you know..." Her eyes dropped down to her dress. All this time and she still held on to pieces of her era. She knew the girls here wore different clothes but she was reluctant to make the change.

"To be honest, this place doesn't have the technology I have back home either. I'm from 2025, so there's some advances we have that even this place doesn't. Movies are totally different, for example."

Chris didn't seem to mind her dress, or anything else that was weird. "You learn to find the things that are familiar and take comfort in them," he suggested, as if he had realized why she was considering her clothes.

Snow couldn't even imagine a world that far into the future. She shook her head in bewilderment.

"There is still much for me to learn, I see."

"There might be, but you'll be okay. You aren't running and screaming, so that's a start."

"I faced many dangers in the dark forst," Snow responded. "There is not much left for me to fear after that."

"The dark forest, huh?" Chris said, thinking of the part that she runs through the forest in the fairy tale.

"Yes." She looked at him curiously. "That comes into my story, too?" She really was famous in other worlds. It was a little overwhelming to think of, that she would matter so much to so many people.

"Yes. In the story I was told, the evil queen hires a Huntsman to... well, to hurt you. He takes you into the forest and tries to but when it comes time he can't. He's too moved by your innocence and beauty."

Chris said all of this carefully, wary that bringing up anything that might recall memories for her.

It was similar but not the same. Snow had to suppress a laugh hearing the suggestion that the Huntsman was moved by her beauty. No, she was certain he was moved by the betrayal of the queen.

"I never asked his name," she realized, her voice heavy in regret. "Now, I don't know if I will ever hve a chance."

"If he ends up here, you might..." Chris suggested after a moment.

"It would be nice to have someone from my home here," Snow admitted quietly. She lifted her eyes to the boy's face. "You have all been so kind to me since my arrival. I hope you know I'm grateful. But it's difficult not to miss him or the dwarves."

"I know what you mean. I have an aunt here, but she passed away before I was born. It's weird to miss everyone from home." He smiled a bit at the thought of the dwarves. "Any chance the dwarves are named things like Sleepy, Happy, Dopey and Doc?"

Both of her parents were gone, but he probably knew that. No need to mention it. Instead she encouraged the smile, thinking it looked nice on his face.

"Those are funny names. Is that what they are called in your world?" She wondered why the true names were not remembered. "Beith, Muir, Quert, Coll, Duir, Gort, Nion and Gus. Those are their names. I see I have things to teach you as well." Her eyes lit up playfully as she said that.