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hellotherekenobi · 4 days ago
───flowers in the sun.
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summary: you know fandral well enough to know how much of a flirt he is, but when he asks you to join him on a picnic one day, it turns out he has a reason behind it all with you.
a/n: dedicated to the one and only @megmeg-chan for fueling my daydreams of this man. this goes out to all my fandral lovers out there. i respect you. song i listened to while writing: flowers by in love with a ghost.
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Days like today were always lovely, where the sun shining made everything gleam and sparkle and the breeze were gentle, not too cold but just the perfect temperature. Of course, days like today were always lovely when they’re spent with someone equally as such, but perhaps that’s why he was given the name “dashing.” You weren’t always that interested in him, nor the warriors three, but he slipped through the cracks and you didn’t put up much of a fight once you realized how far you had fallen for him—and who could say no to a picnic out in the Asgardian fields with Fandral, anyhow?
When he had asked you earlier today, you weren’t expecting much but as soon as you had seen the spread—fruit baskets and crystal glasses, a fine linen blanket with golden patterns etched into the fabric—you knew that, once again, he managed to slip further past the cracks you’ve never bothered patching up, and probably never will with him being so close to your heart already.
“These are delicious,” the strawberry in your hand drips down your finger as you wipe your lips.
Fandral chuckles, leaning his head further back to close his eyes up at the sun, resting on one hand where he lays. “I made sure to get only the best for you, darling.”
You don’t react to the nickname, having heard that from his lips countless times before directed at many a fair maiden. “I can tell, with all the food you packed. Must have taken some convincing to sneak this out of the palace.”
“Oh no,” he smiles, tilting his head to look at you. “Not at all, my dear. Only so much convincing for you to join me.”
You smile, wiping the strawberry juice off of your hands with one of the serviettes packed. “I’ve never taken you for the picnic type.”
“Well, what is it they say? A moment is only as good as the people you spend it with.”
“And this moment?” You tease, leaning on your elbow closer to him. “How good is it?”
He doesn’t hesitate to say, “Far greater than any I’ve spent before.”
It makes you smile, looking down at your lap as you fiddle with the serviette in your hands. The confidence in his words could make anyone swoon, but you’ve always been more hopeless than hopeful as a romantic for him. Yet you still cling to it, smiling wider and letting out a chuckle, looking up again.
“Always such a charmer.”
He nods in agreement, pursing his lips slightly as he grabs his glass for another sip. There’s a moment of silence between you two, where you simply sit basking in the sun and listening to the rustling of the flowers amongst the grass as the wind blows gentle and cool. Fandral was right about moments, since this one wouldn’t be as pleasant if he weren’t beside you, but you are still wondering why you’re with him here to begin with—not that you’re complaining but time spent with Fandral was always giddy at most, throwing quips each other’s way and believing his flirts to be mere fun. Hopeless not hopeful, you remind yourself.
“When are you leaving?” you ask finally, seeing as the question was danced around before the food was even brought out.
He sighs, something tired. “Tonight.”
“And you’ll be gone for...?”
“I don’t know—” he sits up—“I’m hoping no more than a month, should everything go to plan. These things don’t usually turn out that way, however.”
You hum in agreement, knowing how long his last campaign with the warriors had been—and how you waited to see him ride back home almost everyday. “I thought you enjoyed fighting battles? I hear so many stories.”
“All in truth, I assure you.” he wags a finger for emphasis. “But when I go, I’ll miss moments like these. I’ll miss you.”
Your cheeks burn by his words. “You won’t have any time to miss me.”
He shakes his head. “I’ll think of you always.”
Hopeless. Remember it. He’s a natural born flirt, and a good one at that, but this doesn’t mean anything to him. You keep telling yourself that but the more you do, the more you think differently. Or maybe you’re just trying to deny what he might feel because of the way you feel. Cutting your thoughts short before you lose yourself, you lean over to pluck a flower from the field, twirling it in your hands to have something other than the serviette to fiddle with in the hopes that Fandral won’t notice how nervous you are. He doesn’t leave the topic unfinished, though.
“That is why I asked you to join me here. If I’m to leave tonight, I want you to be the last person I spend my day with.”
“I know,” he chuckles lightly. “Everything will be alright. I know that more than anything.”
“Because of your bravery or your silver tongue?” you joke, expecting a laugh from him but only getting a smile.
“Because I have something worth fighting for.”
“What is that?”
You think you know the answer already, most likely for Asgard or his companions—something noble—yet you don’t expect his answer when he leans over to take the flower from your fingers, twirling it once before he fastens it behind your ear, looking at you softly to say, “You.”
It’s said so sincerely that you do nothing but stare at him, watching for a furrow in his brow or the crease in his smile to tell you that he was only fooling, but he just continues to look at you, something so genuine and intimate that it could tip you over if his hand weren’t still by your ear and gently brushing along your cheek.
You don’t know what to say, so you change the topic. “Does it look alright?”
It almost takes him a moment, but he doesn’t even look at the flower, instead staring so wistfully at you that you can feel his gaze, noticing the way his eyes flicker between your own and he swallows the clearing of his throat. “Yes, well... you are always beautiful.”
You can feel your heart racing against your chest, you’re scared it might rip right through the skin. What could you reply with that won’t end in a stutter? He’s captured your heart, though you try to deny it, and maybe now you’re about ready to tear down the wall after all these years. But even when his fingers brush along your jaw so tenderly, working their way to your chin, you need more before you can let him in completely.
“I need to know,” you say so quiet like the breeze, placing your hand on top of his to still his movements. He looks at you with those swimmable eyes of his, brows furrowed in a way that makes him look like he’s been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. “All of this... how you are with me... is it anything more than just Fandral the Dashing?”
He leans back slightly, like your words had shoved him backward. The look on his face changes to disbelief but so fractionally, so soft-hearted, that you could almost think he was saddened.
“Do you truly believe I have no feelings for you?” he waits for you to tell him he’s wrong, that all this time you’ve known, and when you remain silent he says, “All that I do for you, it’s all of me. Every word I speak, every touch I give, it’s a reflection of how much I care for you. My dear, I have loved you ever since we were young.”
For as long as you can remember, you have wanted to hear those words from him. Every moment you spent wondering ‘what if?’ has come to a standstill, telling you so clearly that all your doubts were for nothing. Fandral loves you, but more than that he has loved you for the beginning. It’s so much to take in that you sit there, frozen, balancing on the edge of happiness and surprise, your thoughts being too loud for you to even choose how to outwardly react.
He’s known you for so long and chuckles breathlessly when you make no move, knowing how many words must be swirling inside your head. “Must I prove myself once more for you?” His thumb rubs gently at your chin as he leans closer, smiling when he notices the way you hold your breath. “Very well.”
You can’t think to close your eyes when he leans just that much closer and presses his lips to yours—the feeling alone being too good to be true, you have to make sure you’re not dreaming. Then just as softly, all at once, you fall into him. The wall comes crumbling down as you close your eyes and kiss him back, your hand reaching out to hold onto his shirt so that this moment doesn’t drift away from you. He smiles against your lips, tilting his head to kiss you deeper and feel you press against him. As he wraps his arms around you, he begins to peck kisses along your jaw, beneath your earlobe, and scattering featherlight kisses along your neck just to hear you laugh as you squirm in his arms.
“You laugh so sweetly, I might have to kiss you more just to hear it.” he has the biggest smile on his face as he speaks, leaning in close to bump his nose against yours. You giggle as you push him back lightly, hearing him chuckle along with you. “I’ll take the sound with me until I come back home to you.”
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hellotherekenobi · 4 days ago
ok so hypothetically speaking as a completely objective third party observer with absolutely no personal interest in the matter... would anyone wanna be tagged in a fandral fic i'm writing? this dashing man right here:
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or is this a "kara you're hyperfixating on something no one cares about" thing...? 👉👈
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lilacmoon83 · 6 days ago
Finding You Always
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Also on and A03
Chapter 236: Fireflies
The fire could be seen reflecting in Jekyll's eyes, as he was just a few feet from escape, but he lurched and looked down to find Charming's blade protruding from his chest. He landed on his feet, just at the edge and turned around, looking at him in shock. He saw the blackness slowly spider webbing from his wound and started to see the ash flaking from his body.
"No...this can't be! You can't defeat me!" Jekyll cried, as he lurched again and the blade returned to David's hand.
"I just did," the Prince stated.
"You're done...and you're never going to hurt my wife again, let alone haunt her," David assured him.
"The Chalice absorbed the Olympian crystal long ago. No Underworld, no afterlife, just stop existing and we rest easy, knowing that not even your soul can cause harm to anyone ever again," he continued. Jekyll tried to charge at the Prince again, but the white fire from the Chalice sword consumed him in a brilliant flash. He screamed briefly, as he was destroyed and his cries were swiftly squelched, as was his existence.
"And that is the end of the video that has more than fifty million views, worldwide. That tiny clip alone has double that, worldwide. It's action packed, it gets the heart racing, in more ways than one, and people seem enthralled by it to the point of obsession," Goldie said into her mic, as she conducted her latest live podcast. They had spent a pretty penny in the last year on the best equipment, including a high end VPN, to hide their location. They weren't wanted in the Land Without Magic, per say, but it was no secret that they were and they knew some idiot fans would only be too happy to make a citizen arrest if they might get the attention of the Charming family, who had gone mostly dark since the namesake of their family had killed the insane monster known as Dr. Jekyll.
On her show though, she was not playing the clip to celebrate it. But instead, she was playing it to continue to push her fear narrative. Her numbers were significant, as some out there did see the danger of a family with so much power.
"But if this one man, combined with his wife, has this much can any of us truly ever feel safe? He could wipe us out even more easily than he did Dr. Jekyll. And he has sired five children that are potentially even stronger than him," she continued.
"Five children that can control the weather...and lay waste to an entire city with one conjured storm," she added.
"And I'm sure some might argue that the beloved Charmings would never do that...because they're good. But most of those same people have read the book and know that Snow and Charming have gone dark before. What is preventing that from happening again? Or preventing one of their kids from turning evil as well?" she said.
"If tragedy struck any one of them...what would stop them from lashing out with vengeance in their pain? If you've read the book...then you know that's what happened to the Evil Queen. She didn't just wake up and decide to be evil. She lost the man she loved and thousands died for it," she continued.
"What would stop Charming from doing the same if he lost his beloved Snow or Snow if she lost her Charming?" she asked, as she read the chat and smirked.
"I see many agree with me...but none of us know what exactly we can do about it. However, you'll be happy to know that there are those out there that are trying to see to our safety," she said.
"They are trying to develop a solution to this problem, but can only do so with the help of the people. And it's being done with your donations. With your donations, we can fight this fight," Goldie said.
"So donate today, share this podcast far and wide, and know that you're doing something to secure our future. Until next time," she said, ending the stream and taking off her headphones.
While it was true that they had spent most of what they had to get set up and lived the first few weeks in a crappy motel, it wasn't long before they were approached by an investor.
Amelia Blaine, owner of several billion dollar retail chains nation and worldwide, offered to fund them if they continued to push their fear narrative, with the stipulation that there was a solution. A vague, yet plausible one and help them build a citizen militia, without the citizens even realizing they were being radicalized. It was a common military tactic, so they weren't too surprised to learn that Ms. Blaine answered to a man named General Mendoza. They hadn't met him yet, but knew he was the man that Major Patricia Donovan had once worked for and then betrayed in favor of the Charmings.
Mendoza had gone almost as dark as the Charmings had in the last year and was working on ways to bring them down. This one was just one plan and Ms. Blaine even let it slip that they were working on ways to combat or even destroy magic. Goldie didn't know if that was possible, but she and Grimm were all in and used her podcast and his blog as a megaphone to put fear into people about the Charmings, the United Realms, and magic in general. In return, they were paid incredibly well and their equipment was upgraded to state of the art. They now lived in an expensive New York penthouse apartment and enjoyed all the luxuries.
"You really think General Mendoza and his team can find a way to destroy magic?" Grimm asked. She smirked.
"I don't know...but if they can, I'm going to enjoy watching the United Realms burn and the Charmings suffering," she replied. He smirked back.
"I'd bring marshmallows to that bonfire," he agreed.
"How are the numbers tonight?" she asked.
"About four thousand live on the biggest platform. Less, but significant on the smaller ones and we always get good numbers on replays," he replied.
"And the Truest podcast?" she asked, knowing that Eva Charming had streamed earlier that night.
"Let's not do that to ourselves," he replied.
"I want to know her numbers," Goldie demanded. He winced.
"On the largest platform...she had twenty-thousand live and her replay numbers are already climbing past our live count," he revealed, ready for the coming tirade, as Goldie let out a frustrated yell.
"Why!? Why is everyone so enamored with that prissy little upstart!?" she raged.
"She's not even a real journalist!" Goldie complained.
"Yeah...but she's their daughter. You shouldn't be surprised," he said.
"We have to get our numbers up…" Goldie said.
"I agree," Amelia Blaine said, as she arrived with her bodyguards.
"You can't just barge in here whenever you want," Goldie said.
"Oh, but I can since I pay the mortgage on this place," Amelia replied.
"Your live numbers tonight are dismal, at best," she added.
"What do you expect? Most people salivate over that damned family. Not many want to tune in and hear us talk crap about them," Grimm reminded her.
"I'm aware, Mr. Grimm. Even less people read your pitiful blog," she said. He glared at her, but was silent.
"What do you want us to do?" Goldie asked in frustration.
"You're hyper focused on the parents. Start going after the kids. Stoke fear about the children," she suggested.
"Snow and Charming are ignoring you. They're seasoned at this and don't care what people say or think about them. The children on the other hand will elicit a reaction and one we might be able to exploit if done right," she said. Goldie smirked.
"That I can do...and I'll enjoy it," the blonde agreed.
"Let's hope you do well...the General isn't impressed by your numbers at all. If you don't improve, this posh little lifestyle goes away and you're on the street," Amelia warned, as she left with her goons.
"So...who are you going to focus on first?" Grimm asked. Goldie smirked.
"Who else? Emma has interacted in this world more than any of their kids. She's got plenty to exploit and it will drive mommy and daddy Charming crazy," she said. He smirked.
"Indeed it will," he agreed.
"But we won't stop there. The twins will be next, then the youngest ones. By the end, Mama Snow will be at our door ready to rip my head off and I'll get it all on tape,"
"And the General will be ready to trap them both when they come," he agreed.
Rose and Fandral turned on the inter realm communication system that Sif had provided for them. Rose and Sif actually communicated on a regular basis, but it had been a while and she hadn't seen the twins yet.
"Good morning Sif," Rose greeted. She smiled.
"Good morning to both of you...I apologize for being out of communication for a while, but much has happened here recently," she said.
"Really?" Fandral asked. She nodded.
"It's a lot though and there have been many developments. Thor is leaving Earth soon...but not before the funeral," she replied.
"Funeral? Who has passed?" Rose asked.
"Well, I'm afraid Natasha is gone...but so is Mr. Stark," she replied, stunning them.
"Like I said, much has happened, though some of it is very good. Natasha and Tony are the reason that much of it is wonderful news. But I would rather explain everything in person," she said.
"Things are safe here now. I was hoping you could visit and so was Thor...before he leaves," she added. Rose smiled.
"Things are quiet here...I don't see why not and the kids would love it," she said. Fandral smiled and nodded.
"We'll contact Hermes and make all the necessary arrangements to be away. Zorro can more than handle things around here for a few days," Fandral said. Sif smiled.
"That's wonderful...and I can't wait to meet these two in person," she replied, as she spotted the twin babies in their arms.
"And Astrid and Gunnar can't wait to meet their Aunty Sif and Uncle Thor either," Rose replied.
"Strong Asgardian names...I will see you all soon," Sif said, as the transmission winked out.
"Poor Natasha…" Rose said sadly.
"I know...she helped us much when Seth banished us. I am glad we are going to honor her," Fandral replied. She nodded.
"Well, we should go tell the kids and pack. We have a lot to do in just a couple hours," she replied. He nodded, as they took the babies back upstairs to prepare.
Bobby closed his locker and slung his backpack over his shoulder, before meandering toward the direction of his first class of the day. Being normal definitely had its advantages and being back in school on a regular basis was nice. He would never be normal, even in a place like Storybrooke, but he had plenty of friends and was definitely enjoying the peace.
"Morning Bobby," Zia said, as she and Olivia rounded the corner to meet him.
"Morning," he said, as he joined hands with the dark haired girl. He was aware that both had a crush on him, shortly after he resumed his freshman year last year, but any romantic feelings he had were for Zia. Olivia understood and she was still good friends with them both. He saw the banner being hung up for Winter Formal that weekend and looked at her. Olivia smiled at them and went into the classroom.
"I'll make myself scarce," the blonde said.
"Well...that was subtle," Zia mentioned. He chuckled.
"I'm not sure I could be subtle myself even...tact is not something Charmings are known for, so you wanna go to the dance?" he asked. She smiled and nodded.
"I'd love to," she agreed.
"Okay...but I have to warn you that my Mom is going to go all out and take like a gazillion photos, so just prepare for being blinded by camera flashes," he joked. She giggled.
"I love your Mom and I'm prepared for our upcoming photo shoot," she teased back, as they went into the classroom and the bell rang.
After morning training with James and his father, David did a quick patrol around Storybrooke since Emma had taken the morning off and then stopped at Granny's for takeout. He arrived at Snow's office and nodded politely to her receptionist, who still got a little awestruck and blushed every time she saw him. He winced though, as he heard his wife raise her voice through the door.
"Meeting with the heads of state?" he asked. Chloe, the receptionist, nodded.
"Midas insists on arguing with her...I don't know why, because he never wins," she replied. He smirked.
"Because he's no match," David said, as he quietly went in and closed the door, waiting off to the side. Hyde and Hiram had unveiled a host of new inventions in the last year that they had rolled out. One was the hologram system of communication, allowing the heads of state to meet from their own castles or offices on most occasions. They got together in person from time to time, but this eliminated the need for neutral locations and saved a lot of time most days. It was probably the only reason Midas was still alive too, because by the look on his wife's face, he could tell she was ready to put an arrow in his eye.
"King Midas...we are only days away from the grand opening of the Pleasure Island resort. Our teams and crews have worked tirelessly to transform a once haven of crime and filth into a luxurious vacation resort for all ages and classes to enjoy," Snow said in a measured tone.
"I agreed to let you have the Casino wing, as I agreed that adults are free to make their own decisions on what to do with their money...but I draw the line at any kind of unsavory club as you're suggesting. I want this to be a family friendly place and not become an eyesore like Iago's," Snow said.
"Queen Snow...there is nothing wrong with the addition of a gentleman's club. There will be security and an age requirement, of course," Midas replied.
"No…" Snow refuted.
"This has to be put to a vote!" Midas insisted.
"Normally yes and most of the time, I would be reluctant to do anything without diplomacy, but this is one time I am going to use my executive powers. And gentleman's club is putting this nicely," she said, as she held up a folder that had his proposal in it.
"This is nothing more than a strip club and a brothel and I won't have it. Your motion is denied by executive decision," she said.
"You can't do that, your prissy little wench!" Midas said, as his anger exploded. David clenched his fist and rooted his feet into the floor. It was taking him every ounce of control he could muster not to tell him off himself, but he knew Snow could handle him.
"King Midas...if you're going to continue this kind of behavior, then you will be removed from this project. Am I clear?" Snow snapped. He shrank back a little.
"Very well, Your Majesty," he spat.
"It's clear we all need some time to cool off, some of us more than others. We'll take a long lunch and reconvene in two hours," she said, as she pressed a button on her computer and their holograms disappeared.
"It must have taken you every ounce of control you have not to intervene and rip his head off," she mused. He smirked.
"I know you can handle it, but you're right...I'd like to make him smack himself and turn himself into a gold statue," he replied. She giggled.
"I think we would all enjoy that, a little too much," she said, as he set the food down on her desk and then took her in his arms.
"So...long lunch?" he asked. She smirked.
"Mmm…I could definitely use it," she replied.
"And here I thought I was going to have to be quick," he mused, as they swayed together. She bit her bottom lip.
"Well, at the risk of inflating your're never quick," she said. He smirked.
"Good to know," he replied, as she looked in the sack, finding all her favorites.
"Two different kinds of dessert?" she asked. He shrugged.
"I figured we'd work it off," he replied. She bit her bottom lip again, as they moved to the sofa in her office. Maybe she should have made it a three hour lunch…
Leo hopped off Pegasus and petted his mane, before leading him to the trough for a drink and something to eat. He and Pegasus, along with Firestorm, also did an aerial patrol of the reserve in the morning and checked on all the animals. He and Elsa had hired staff that they trusted and vetted to help run the reserve to help out. Everything was running smoothly and Firestorm cawed, as he sat on his perch and watched Leo.
"I didn't forget you, buddy," he promised, as he grabbed a handful of seeds and held out his hand so the Phoenix could eat too. After he finished, Leo ruffled his feathers affectionately and checked over the inventory of food and supplies that had just been delivered.
"Leo...I think that mother Unicorn is about to give birth!" one of his young workers said, as he rushed in.
"Okay...did you call the equestrian vet?" Leo asked.
"That's the thing...he's in surgery. I guess one of the horse's at the stables needed emergency surgery this morning," the kid said, as he was nearly panicked.
"Okay...relax, I've gone this before and so has my sister," he said, as he dialed Eva.
"Hey...the vet is unavailable and we have a unicorn ready to give birth. Can you pop over here?" he asked, as he listened.
"Thanks Eva," he said, as he hung up.
"She's on her way," he said, as he started gathering some supplies.
"Need some help?" Kristoff asked, as he arrived with Sven. Kristoff and Sven were frequent visitors and helpers at the reserve too.
"Yeah, the vet is busy and we have a mama unicorn ready to go. Eva's on her way," Leo said.
" Unicorn time. Looks like Hope might get that Unicorn for her birthday," he teased.
"Yeah…Emma keeps telling my parents not to, but you know they're going to," Leo said, as they headed out to the stables, just as Eva arrived to help with the birthing.
"Thanks for coming," he said. She smiled.
"You know that I love this and it's a pretty slow day at the hospital. Plus, my audience will love hearing about the birth of a baby unicorn," she replied.
"You know...I wasn't sure your podcast was a good idea at first, but you're really good at it," Kristoff said.
"Thanks," she replied.
"Yeah...and it helps that you make Goldie's podcast look like a joke," Leo added.
"That is a bonus...I wouldn't usually wish misfortune on anyone, but she's the exception," she agreed, as they arrived at the stables.
Summer concentrated, as she went through her dance routine for the school's upcoming recital. Upon returning to dance, her instructor expressed a suggestion that Summer would excel in rhythmic gymnastics. Summer loved both dance and gymnastics and it seemed like the perfect blend of both. So she had begun training and her instructor had been right about it being her niche. She finished her routine with an impressive backflip and caught her baton, as her music ended. Her instructor gave her a hug.
"You are going to be the star of the recital," she assured. Summer blushed slightly.
"Thanks…" she said.
"Your parents must be bursting at the seams with pride," she mentioned. She grinned.
"My Dad was just showing me the new camera he bought last night for the recital and Mom has already bought new albums. It's a little embarrassing," she joked.
"I think it's sweet," she said, as then pointed off to the side.
"And you have another admirer," she said, as Summer spotted JJ watching and waiting for her, still in his uniform from working as a paramedic. She grabbed her towel and her bag, before hurrying over to greet him.
" busy for lunch?" he asked.
"Not at all...Granny's?" she asked.
"They do have the best crinkle cut fries," he replied, with a smile.
"'s a date," she agreed, as they joined hands and headed out to his car.
"How was work?" she asked.
"Slow day...but I guess that's good when you're a paramedic," he replied. They had been dating a little over a year now and things were getting serious between them. She hadn't told him that she loved him yet and he hadn't said it either...but she knew what she was feeling and was wondering if he felt the same. She thought about talking to Emma about it to see if she should tell him before he said it to her. She loved her Mom, but since her parents fell in love fighting trolls and her mom lost her memory, and her dad nearly died multiple times, and her mother was cursed before they could be together, Summer felt that her mother's experience in this matter was so different than the norm that Emma might be the better advisor in this aspect.
Her parents had this true, all encompassing love that was amazing, but could be intimidating at the same time. JJ was from the Land Without Magic, so she didn't want to scare him with all these expectations that she had about love. Emma had experience in his world as well and probably would have the best advice in this respect.
After an enjoyable lunch, they exited the diner, hand in hand and he looked over at her.
"You look like you have something to say," she mentioned. He smiled.
"Yeah…I'm just not sure how to say it," he replied.
"You can tell me anything," she assured him.
"So…I want to take you somewhere special tonight, for our date. But then I realized that I have no idea where," he said.
"Why don't we just take a walk? There's a lot of trails in the woods down by the Toll bridge," she replied. He smiled.
"Okay…I'll pick you up at seven," he said, as he leaned in and kissed her tenderly. Her heart fluttered, as she watched him go and then she turned to hurry in the other direction.
"Whoa...where the fire?" Emma asked.
"Emma...thank God, I have to talk to you," Summer replied. The blonde smirked.
" can talk while I eat through these onion rings," she said, as they found an outdoor table at Granny's.
"So…JJ said he wanted to go somewhere special tonight and he didn't know where and stupid me just suggested that we take a walk on the trails down by the Toll bridge," Summer said. Emma shrugged.
"What's wrong with that?" she asked.
"'s the Toll bridge! I mean, the Toll bridge, as in the infamous Troll bridge where the greatest love story of all time was freaking born!" she replied.
"What if JJ thinks I have some expectations from him and he bails?" she fretted. Emma smirked.
"What if he doesn't and slaps the big L on you?" the blonde asked, enjoying her baby sister's tiny little freak out. Summer sat there, thinking that over for a minute.
"This stuff is so...hard!" she complained, making her older sister chuckle.
"Oh I know...believe me," she said.
"Maybe Mom and Dad have it right. Maybe fighting trolls and dodging Black Knights was easier than this," Summer said.
"Nah…Mom and Dad are just weird. In the best way, but weird. Love usually doesn't blossom from assault with a rock and entrapment by net," Emma replied, as they shared a chuckle.
"Or fighting smelly trolls," Summer added with a giggle.
"Seriously though...if he's thinking about taking you somewhere special, then he certainly wasn't planning on bailing in the first place, cause he would have already done that," Emma said. Summer nodded.
"Yeah…I guess you're right," she agreed.
"And he's not from here so if he's not running away after everything he's seen...then I don't think he's going to," she said. Summer nodded, instantly feeling better.
"Thanks…I was right to talk to you," Summer said.
"Anytime," Emma said, as they hugged.
"I have to get back to campus...I'll see you later," she called.
"Good luck!" Emma called back, as she finished lunch and headed back to the station.
Snow kissed him passionately, as they got dressed and he was trying to button his shirt.
"Mmm…I should have called for a three hour lunch," she mewled, as he kissed her intensely.
"I know...but we can always have an encore later tonight," he promised, as he kissed her forehead and finished buttoning his shirt.
"I am going to hold you to that, handsome," she purred, as they held each other close.
"Summer will be out with JJ and Bobby is going over to hang out with Gideon at Belle and Gold's. That leaves us to our own devices," he said. She smiled.
"I can't wait for that then," she replied, as he kissed her again, before leaving her office. She turned back to her desk and pulled up the model of the upcoming resort that was opening imminently on her computer. It was going to be a beautiful vacation spot, but there was still much to do.
"You're late," Regina said, as Snow logged back onto the meeting.
"Sorry…" Snow replied.
"That's okay...we're all late. No one wants to spend another three hours with Midas, even virtually," she said.
"True, but it's better than being in the same room as him and this whole virtual thing solves the problem of finding agreeable neutral locations for our meetings," Snow said, with a sigh.
"Why are all these stuffed shirts so concerned by where we have the meeting?" she complained. Regina smirked.
"Men, especially men stuck in their old ways, tend to be territorial," Jasmine chimed in, as she logged in.
"Midas must be losing his mind since you haven't admitted him to the meeting yet," Phillip said, as he logged on.
"No one can stand the windbag and this is coming from me, who has a windbag for a father-in-law," Eric agreed.
"At least Triton refuses to attend, because he can't be bothered with matters of the "filthy human world," as he puts it," Glinda said.
"Yeah...why hasn't Abigail and Frederick taken over at least some of his duties yet. He's no spring chicken," Zorro said. Usually, it was Rose or Fandral attending, but since they had gone to visit Thor, Zorro was standing in for them.
"That's easy...control issues. My mother was only too happy to hand these duties over to me," Tiana chimed in.
"You know, we could just forget to let him into the meeting," Elsa said.
"I'm with her," Guinevere agreed.
"I'm all for that. Dad warned me plenty about Midas," Thomas said.
"I still can't believe he suggested we allow a strip club," Snow complained. Regina snorted.
"I can," she said. Snow sighed.
"I think we need to utilize the mute button a bit more or I'm going to permanently mute him this time," Aphrodite said, making them chuckle.
"Let's get this over with," she said, as she admitted him to the meeting.
"You are ten minutes late, Queen Snow. Again. If you cannot conduct these meetings on time, then perhaps someone else should organize them," he replied. Snow rolled her eyes.
"Or maybe you shouldn't attend at all," she retorted. He snorted.
"Oh, you would love that, but this is as much my project as it is anyone's and I have many more proposals to be considered. Neverland, after all, is a territory and we agreed that it and Pleasure Island should not be acquisitioned by any one Kingdom," he said.
"You only agreed to that, because we would never let you use military force to take that territory," Phillip said, but Midas ignored him.
"Fine, Your Majesty, you have the floor for a final time. But I warn you, if anything proposed involves the exploitation of young people, it gets an immediate veto," Snow said, as the meeting continued. It was going to be a long afternoon.
"Yes...that's all of it," Henry said, as he talked to his publisher in the Land Without Magic and listened to him on the other end.
"I know that you're used to a bit more calamity going on around here, but believe me, the rest of us are enjoying the peaceful times. I think my readers can appreciate that," Henry said, rolling his eyes. This guy wanted drama and battle all the time.
"I agree...the politics here are pretty much the same. Believe me, it's my grandmother's least favorite part of her job," Henry said, before listening again.
"Yes, you'll have a detailed exclusive of the resort opening next week. I'll be covering it all," he said, as he listened to his publisher again.
"Thanks," Henry said, as he hung up, just as Ella carried a box into the kitchen.
"Not enough drama in Storybrooke this week for him?" she joked. He snickered.
"Yeah...he didn't say it's been boring lately, but I'm sure he's thinking it," he replied, as he looked at the box.
"What's this?" he asked.
"It was in the closet," she replied.
"Oh yeah...this is the box of manuscripts that Grimm left behind. Great grandpa Xander gave it to me to sort through. Guess I forgot about it," he muttered, as he leafed through the notebooks and wrinkled his nose.
"Yeah...this guy writes some dark stuff," he said.
"Wasn't he writing these so he could get your grandparents blood and use it as ink?" she asked. He nodded.
"Yeah…I think that was their plan," he said, as he tossed it back in the box with disgust.
"And he was pretty intent on torturing my grandparents," he said.
"We should burn these," Ella said.
"You're right…" he agreed, as they took the box into the backyard and emptied the contents into the fire pit. She handed the lighter and he lit the notebooks on fire.
"No gruesome, horrible futures for our family. Only happiness," Henry said, as he put his arm around her. She smiled and they watched the fire together.
"This was a great place to come...I knew I could count on you to pick the perfect place," JJ said, as they walked along the trail through the woods. They were well past the Toll Bridge now and the winter foliage and dusting of snow was gorgeous.
"I think it's a Charming thing...we all seem to love the woods. Except Emma," she joked. He chuckled.
"Did you have special places you liked to go back in Boston?" she asked.
"A few. There were a couple of nice parks and bike trails. The city is so busy's nothing like here," he said, as he smiled at her.
"In a good way," he added, as they stopped by the babbling stream.
"This place is that what keeps you here?" she asked. He smiled and brushed her hair away from her face.
" keep me here," he replied and she bit her bottom lip, as she blushed.
"I'm really not good at any of this," Summer confessed. He chuckled.
"You're you...and that's what I love," he confessed, as their eyes met.
"Love?" she squeaked. He smiled.
"Yeah…I love you. I was kind of nervous about how to tell you. I mean, you're the daughter of two people that have this amazing love story and I'm just a normal guy," he replied.
"You're not just normal. Believe me, if you were, my family or this place would have scared you away long ago," she joked. He chuckled.
"Guess so…" he said.
"I love you too, JJ," she replied and they shared a kiss at that. They joined hands then and started back toward town.
"Well...what do you think?" Natalie asked, as she finished her latest exhibit. Xander held his grandson and smiled.
"I think it looks great...just like what Snow and David described," he said, admiring the Cibola exhibit, particularly the new addition of the tallest tower display. Anyone was allowed to tour Cibola, but it was known now that not everyone was allowed to venture to the top of the tallest tower. They weren't sure what would happen if someone did, but Zia had been clear that the texts she had read forbade the wrong people from going there.
"Thanks," she said, as she stood back to admire her work and he put his hand on her shoulder.
"This combined with the new Northuldra display should draw a few classrooms," she said.
"It will do more than that," Xander said.
"He's right, sweetie," her mother agreed, as Thalia sided up to Xander and smiled, as she took their grandson from him.
"Thanks Mom," Natalie replied.
"Are you considering doing the digital tours?" Thalia asked.
"I am...I mean, this stuff is so amazing and the world should see it all. I just don't want to do anything to endanger our family," Natalie replied.
"And Snow and David seem to think there is no harm in virtual tours. They said that there are good people out there that deserve to see all this and since we can't let them in...virtually is a safe way to do it," Xander said.
"He's right...this is always what you wanted. To present the discoveries and wonders like this to the world," Thalia agreed. She nodded.
"We agree," David said, as he and Snow arrived, hand in hand.
"Yeah, we don't see how sharing the Atlantis museum with the world, at least virtually, will hurt. As much bad as we've seen…" Snow said, as she looked at her husband fondly.
"We know there is more good in the world than bad," she finished. He gently lifted her chin with his hand, as he caressed her cheek.
"There is...even if it doesn't always seem that way," he agreed.
"And the exhibit looks great. You recreated it down to the last detail," he added, as they came closer. Levi cooed and Snow couldn't help herself.
"Come see Aunty Snow," she said, as Thalia handed him to her and she cuddled him.
"'re getting so big," Snow cooed.
"'ll be ready for those wooden swords before we know it, won't you, big guy?" David cooed to him, as he peered down.
"You're really insistent on the sword thing, huh?" Natalie asked.
"Of's a Charming tradition," he replied.
"Well…I was going to ask who wants to babysit tonight so I could get a drink with Diego," she said, calling Zorro by his first name.
"But I sense that I don't need to," she replied.
"Yeah, we'll watch him. I think it's our turn anyway," David said.
"It's not...but sure," Xander replied.
"It is kind of their turn," Natalie told him.
"Okay...well, we get next time," Snow said, as she kissed his head and handed him back to Thalia.
"Okay...well, you have fun with grandma and grandpa, sweetie," Natalie said, as she kissed her son and gathered her stuff.
"Granny's?" Xander asked all of them. Snow and David smiled.
"Yeah, we'll join you," he said.
"Sounds like the perfect evening," Snow agreed.
King Runeard emerged from the desert that evening and loomed around the Agrabah marketplace. He had found the desert surrounding Agrabah to be ideal in the past year. It was vast and rarely traversed and thanks to his powers, he took shelter in the cave of wonders without incident. Thanks to his unique powers, he went undetected by the magic guarding the treasures inside. He had to be careful where he went, lest he wished to reveal himself. When he was too close to a Charming, the elements seemed to go wild, as if to warn their chosen. It infuriated him. He was being denied his Throne and magic had grown to be a very great nuisance. When he exterminated the Northuldra, this had been his reason for doing so. Magic was a disease and only when it was eliminated could the balance be restored. And he was going to find a way to do that.
He disappeared from the Agrabah marketplace and outside Iago's in the rundown east part of Storybrooke. It seemed to be the only portion of the town that was resistant to the Charmings and refused to be bettered by their interference. The only reason they were probably still allowed to exist was because the Charmings were not dictators. He found it absurd though. It was rot like this that he would be their undoing. They refused to crush their opposition, but that opposition would not hesitate to crush them in return, given the opportunity. He took advantage of this little spot though and walked into the Tavern. No one there would tell anyone if they happened to recognize him and most probably wouldn't anyway. He signaled the bartender and he gave him a skeptical look, before coming over to him.
"Your strongest ale," he requested.
"This ain't that fancy artisan place like they have on the west side. You want something hard in here, you should go with brandy or whiskey," the bartender said.
"Fine then...brandy," he replied. The bartender poured it for him and he took a drink.
"I don't want any trouble. I see one badge or one freaking Charming poke their head in this bar…" Iago said.
"And you'll do what against my power or theirs for that matter?" Runeard challenged. Iago closed his mouth and continued to glare at the man.
"Not to worry, my friend...I am not ready for any confrontation either and they barely patrol this end, am I correct?" Runeard asked.
"Here and there...but generally no. Charming sends someone to check on me once a while to see if he can find any violations or reasons to shut me down...but I'm careful," Iago replied.
"Good man...use their rules of good conduct against them," Runeard complimented.
"Yeah…I miss the days under Seth. Those days were lawless and he had Charming on a leash. He didn't bother me for two years and we were like the Pleasure Island of the Mainland," Iago replied.
"Yes...they have taken quite a bite out of the crime, so to speak, in the last year when they took down the island," Runeard agreed.
"Is that what you and all your patrons do? Lament the good 'ole days when you could thieve and pillage without check?" Runeard asked derisively.
"It's better than what you do...lurking in the shadows and pretending you have real power," Iago spat. Runeard touched the man and he was stricken. He started to turn gray, but Runeard pulled away. He gasped and fell back against the counter, as he looked at the man with wide eyes.
"I am not pretending I have power...I could kill everyone in this town with a simple touch. But as you can imagine, that power is not always feasible or easily weaponized. But when I figure out how to do it...then I will shred all the realms down to nothing and begin anew under my rule!" he said, as he stood up.
"I trust my drink is on the house," he said.
"Whatever...just get out!" Iago stammered. Runeard started to leave when a man at a table he passed called out.
"You might want to contact this man...he may be able to help you find what you need," the burly man said. Runeard looked at him and took the card.
"General Mendoza?" he asked. The man nodded.
"And how can someone from outside the United Realms help me?" Runeard asked.
"He wants to take the Charmings down as much as you and has vast resources, plus information or so he says," the man said.
"And why would he use you to tell me, Mr.?" Runeard asked.
"Rourke...and he hired me, because I'm a mercenary for hire and he pays very well. Do with that information what you will," Rourke replied, as he finished his drink.
"He sent this too, since he figured you wouldn't have one of these," Rourke continued, as he handed him a flip style cell phone.
"You'll have to figure out the rest, but it's what's called a burner phone and can't be traced," he added, before getting up and leaving the bar. Runeard left to and returned to his solace in the desert to contemplate this new development.
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thor-the-mighty · 18 days ago
Fandral has asked to visit Midgard with me next time I visit. I apologize in advance if you get your heart broken. He does mean well.
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lilacmoon83 · 20 days ago
Finding You Always
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Chapter 235: Perfect
Snow relaxed on the beach and enjoyed the sun beaming down on her. She had plenty of sunscreen on, thanks to her husband and she wore an enticing white string bikini. She sensed him look over at her from his place beside her and enjoyed the sight of him in only a pair of swim trunks. It had been a year since they had been rid of Jekyll and it had been one of happiness and bliss. They knew the lull likely wouldn't last forever, but they had soaked up every second of it.
Shortly after Jekyll's demise, their kids had presented them with a beach house that they had built for them with magic on the island of Mu, located in a nice little secluded cove on the island. The people of Mu were very respectful to not trek this particular part of the island too often and they had accepted the gift from their kids with gratitude.
Since then, they had spent many long weekends and even a whole week here and there at their beach house.
"Oh Charming...this is bliss," she said, as her hand found his.
"It look like you need more sunscreen though," he mentioned, as he looked over at her with appreciative eyes. She looked at him with equal appreciation.
"You just like rubbing sunscreen all over me," she said.
"I do...very much, but I don't want you to burn," he replied.
"Then you better get to work, handsome," she said, as she sat up and pushed her shoulder length ebony hair off to the side. She had mostly kept her hair at that length, but her husband, much to her delight, had let his hair grow out slightly. Not long by any means, but much more for her to run her fingers through. It had gotten almost that long once when they had been held captive in Atlantis for a year. It was just a little longer than that these days and she loved it, which she had been sure to tell him on many occasions.
She sighed and enjoyed the feeling of his strong hands rubbing the sunscreen all over her back in what was purposefully a sensual manner.
"Do you still wonder when the other shoe is going to drop?" she asked, as he sent delightful shivers down her spine when he placed a kiss on the back of her neck. He slid his arms around her waist and kissed her shoulder.
"A bit...but then I take you in my arms and I know that, even if it does, there is nothing we cannot face together," he replied, as she turned her head and their lips met in a soul searing kiss.
While he considered Runeard's disappearance worrisome, because it meant that he was hiding and waiting for an ideal moment to strike, he had not been idle in the last year by any means. He trained regularly with Fandral, Zorro, and James. The kids kept a regular training schedule with them and with Rumple and Regina for magic. Xander, Lancelot, and several others often joined training sessions as well.
He had only waited a few days following Jekyll's demise to gather a team and lead them to Pleasure Island to establish law and order on the island. It had been risky, even with Jekyll gone, but it had been a big success. It was also how they learned of Runeard's escape, as well as Goldie and Grimm's as well.
Almost a year ago
"Are you sure about this, Dad?" Emma asked.
"I am...the lawless know that when they commit a crime, they can come here and be untouchable. That has to change," David replied.
"And with Jekyll gone...he's the big thing that was keeping us from doing what needs to be done, because he was so unpredictable," Xander added.
"Rodmilla still has magic, but it was nothing compared to Jekyll's. Even if we can't rely on magic here...the new added modifications to our weapons, courtesy of Hyde, will ensure we can handle her," Fandral said.
"What about Runeard?" Snow asked, as she held onto his arm.
"That's why I'm here," Bobby answered. Snow tilted her head to the side.
"You know I don't like that answer," she fretted.
"I'll be fine, Mom...I can handle him," Bobby assured her.
"That...and he doesn't seem like the type that will take on all of us at once," David said.
"Then you think he's already gone?" Leo asked. David nodded.
"He may be lurking though...that's why no one goes anywhere alone," he said, as the Jolly Roger docked and Killian left Smee to shore her up, while he grabbed his cutlass and gladly joined them. He hated this place, perhaps more than the rest of them. To him, it represented the man he had once been and nothing would be better than seeing it go down.
"Another adventure," Snow mused, as hopped down from the ship and then lifted her down with him, knowing full well she was capable of getting down herself.
"It is...but I will warn you, this place is pretty gross," he said.
"I know, but I'm not ready to let you out of my sight ever again," she replied. This was actually the first time they had left the castle since they got home the night after Jekyll's demise and she was still experiencing some anxiety when she couldn't see him. Jekyll had been very effective at coming up with ways to separate them and though he was finally gone, it would take a while for that anxiety to disappear. They had too many close calls that way, not to mention curses, so she wasn't sure it would ever disappear completely. That was okay though, because she didn't plan on letting him go too far from her ever again.
"Well...there is no one else that I trust watching my back more than you," he said, as he lifted her chin and kissed her tenderly. She smiled and hooked her hand on his arm, as they made their way toward Rodmilla's castle.
"Besides, I wouldn't deprive you of seeing this witch go down either," he added.
"Okay...each team has their assignments," David announced.
"Arrest anyone doing illegal activity, but our real targets are Rodmilla Tremaine, King Runeard if he's still here, Goldilocks, and Elias Grimm," he said. They nodded and dispersed.
David led his team toward Rodmilla's palace, Fandral led his toward Jekyll's lab, and James led his team toward the tavern, while the final team split into pairs to comb the entire island.
"Mmm...have I ever told you that I love your take charge voice," Snow said, as they recalled that night. She was now facing him and he was putting sunscreen on her neck and chest.
"You've mentioned it a few times, but it's not something I'll get tired of hearing," he replied, as he massaged the lotion into her skin.
"That night...seeing Rodmilla go down like that was very satisfying. I try not to take satisfaction in the detriment of others...but I like to think she's the exception," Snow said. He kissed her shoulder.
"Oh she is...after everything that woman has done to us, especially you, she deserves everything she gets," he said. She nodded. It was a long time ago, but the woman had gleefully taken a woven, leather whip to her back and enjoyed every single lash she spent on her. She had encouraged her deranged daughter to pursue her husband multiple times, and had planned a whole host of horrors to use on them if her magic had been more powerful than theirs. Fortunately, it proved that it wasn't on that night.
Almost a year ago
"Mother...please!" Drizella pleaded. Rodmilla pinched the bridge of her nose with her fingers, trying to stave off a headache. She loved her daughter, but she was quickly noticing that it was a mistake to break her out of the mental ward.
In the chaos created by Jekyll, she had made her move and poofed her daughter home. But now that the psychotic doctor was dead at the hands of Charming, she knew it was time for them to do exactly as Runeard had and stay on the island in hiding. She had already put a magical barrier around the castle and she hoped that their organic magic failed, due to the nature of the island, where her synthetic magic had been successful.
"Drizella...we cannot risk it. Dr. Jekyll is dead and in his hubris, I'm sure Charming will lead an all out assault on this island. We must stay in the castle," Rodmilla said, as an all out tantrum ensued from her mentally ill daughter. Nothing seemed to help her. Without medication, she was unhinged and lived in an alternate reality. The first thing she had done upon arrival is put on her wedding gown, insisting that she was getting ready for her wedding to Prince Charming. With medication, most of the time, it made her catatonic. Truthfully though, she had interfered so much in Dr. Hopper's treatment of her daughter over the years that it was difficult to know if it was possible that none of the treatments had ever been given the time needed to help her. But she wasn't about to admit that she might have had a hand in her daughter's current mental state and chose to blame it all on everyone else, particularly Snow White. Irrational as it may have been, it was hard not to be jealous of Snow's good fortune. She had everything and Drizella wasn't the only woman that had felt slighted by her very existence. It was much easier to blame her than face one's own shortcomings.
"Everyone is always standing in my way of marrying my Prince Charming!" Drizella sobbed, as she sat on the floor, sobbing all over herself and the dress.
"Drizella...pick yourself up and change out of that dress! Enough of this insolence!" Rodmilla scolded. But her daughter just screamed at her more. The time for discipline was far too late.
"Drizella...please," she pleaded, as there was a rumbling beneath them and she cried out in surprise, as Bobby burrowed up through the floor.
"What do you think you're doing, young man?!" Rodmilla growled.
"Getting around your ameteur shield," Bobby replied.
"Guards!" she called, but the doors slammed open on the castle and Snow and Charming waltzed in.
"How did you get past my shield!?" she demanded.
"Oh husband defeated Jekyll and his synthetic magic. Yours was nothing for the Chalice now," Snow answered.
"Then why did your boy burrow up through and wreck my floor?" she questioned.
"Oh that was a bet and I won," Bobby said, as he looked at his older brother. Leo rolled his eyes and fished out a twenty dollar bill from his pocket.
"I told you I could burrow through stone," he said proudly.
"Don't get cocky, kid," Leo chided.
"I don't understand! Your magic isn't supposed to work here!" Rodmilla panicked.
"With Hyde's modification to the Chalice, I guess it works just fine now," David said smugly.
"Yeah and the kid is kind of like the holy grail of true love's magic and doesn't really play by any rules," Emma added, as she put her hands on her baby brother's shoulders.
"'re here!" Drizella squealed.
"Oh crap…" David said, as backed away from her approaching form.
"Why is she out of the mental hospital again?" Eva asked. Regina smirked at Rodmilla.
"Because she was hoping that Jekyll would be successful and she'd be able to lead some all out assault on us," the former Queen surmised.
"Yeah…Jekyll was never going to win," Summer said, as she stood on the other side of her father. David smiled at her, as Drizella ran toward him again, but tripped on the train of her ridiculous dress. She crawled toward him, but Summer put her in a bubble.
"Let me out of here, you little brat!" she screeched.
"Honestly, this is beyond pathetic," Leo said, shaking his head.
"Agreed…" he said, as Snow raised the Chalice and the sobbing woman disappeared.
"What have you done with my Drizella!?" Rodmilla exclaimed.
"Relax…I sent her back to the mental hospital where she belongs," Snow responded.
"Argh…I hate you!" Rodmilla shouted, as she raised her gloved hand and released a fireball at her.
"Nope…" Bobby said, as he intervened and caught the attack with his bare hand.
"Impossible!" she cried, as she watched him sustain no damage from the attack and take control of it, before squelching it in his palm.
"It kind of is when you train with Mr. Gold and Nana Regina," he replied. Regina smirked.
"It also helps that you have unlimited potential," she agreed.
"You're under arrest, Rodmilla Tremaine," David said, as he cuffed her. The guards protecting her castle that had not already fled were also arrested by Emma and Leo.
"Well...that went about like we thought it would," Snow said.
"Almost," David replied, as he pulled her into a passionate kiss.
"Now it's as it should be," he said. She gave him a dreamy smile, as she hooked her hand on his elbow and they left the now abandoned palace.
"Mmm…I did enjoy that a lot," Snow agreed, as their lips parted. They were laying together in the pearly white sand and the sun began to dip in the sky.
"Yeah, busting an entire island full of criminal activity made it quite the night," he agreed, as he leaned over and kissed her again.
"How about a walk in the surf?" he asked, as he got to his feet and pulled her up. She laced her fingers with his, as they set off along the beach. It may have been a tropical climate in this part of the United Realms, but it would start to get chilly once the sun went down. The other teams had also been extremely successful in taking down the criminal network on the island as well.
Almost a year ago
Fandral burst into Dr. Jekyll's abandoned lab and Rose shuddered. His lab, in any form, always brought back bad memories of that time where she had been Jekyll's focus and he had drugged her with the intention of raping her back in the Land of Untold Stories.
Her hope when she had escaped that land that he would never seek to leave it and try to come after her. He had not, but when he did find his way to New York and stepped through that portal, laying eyes on someone that looked exactly like her, she knew that his madness would be unleashed. And this time, they had not been able to contain it. His obsession with Snow had gone to new heights and more rejection had driven him insane beyond anything she thought possible.
"There is something very wrong about a portrait of Snow in a place like this," Rose said.
"Then you had better prepare for another level of wrong," Zorro commented, as he found a flash drive labeled Snow White.
"Probably a digital shrine," Rose said.
"We'll give it to her and David and let them dispose of it. It's hard to say what level of sickness he has on this. He had his Nano devices spying...everywhere," Fandral replied.
"Then it would be wise for them to get someone that can make sure there is no way any of whatever is on there can get out onto the web," Rose said.
"An excellent idea…" Fandral agreed, as he put the flash drive in an evidence bag.
"And then there is this," Zorro said, as he held up what looked like a strange mold of some sort.
"The gloves…" she said.
"At least we know his were destroyed and the ones Rodmilla has will soon be confiscated," Zorro replied.
"Except that something else is missing," Rose said, as she pointed to a large mold on a stand and it resembled a staff of some sort.
"What is that?" Zorro asked.
"Jekyll was creating a staff that would harness the power of the children's star gems, thus controlling them and the elements," Fandral replied.
"The staff is gone…" Rose realized.
"Runeard," Fandral said.
"But if he doesn't have Jekyll's gloves to extract's moot, right?" Zorro asked.
"Jekyll needed them to extract the gems without killing the host. We do not know that Runeard needs the same to get the gems," Fandral replied.
"He's right...we know so little about his powers," Rose realized.
"We will catalogue all this as evidence and transport it to the lab in Storybrooke," Zorro said, as they continued to search through the lab.
"Once we're done, we'll close this off and have Hyde and Hiram come in. I think they are better equipped to make sure there is nothing else that is a danger here," Fandral said, as they finished up.
Snow sighed, as they walked together.
"Hey...we'll find Runeard. He's not hurting our kids," he assured her. She nodded.
"I know...I'll just be glad when there are no loose ends. The Major says that General Mendoza and the other remaining heads of those families have gone completely dark and it's been a year. That can't mean good things either," she replied.
"I know...but whatever comes at us, we'll defeat it," he promised, as their lips met again.
"I think we should go inside and get warm," she suggested, as they walked back toward their beach house. Runeard and the remaining families were still out there, but they had also discovered that Grimm and Goldie had escaped a year ago as well.
Almost a year ago
The tavern door was smashed in, as James made his entrance with Aphrodite's hand in his, causing the patrons to scatter.
"Did you have to kick it in?" she asked in amusement.
"It's more fun," he replied, as they walked toward the bar, noticing that Grimm was nowhere to be seen.
"We're looking for Grimm and the first one to tell me where he is...might get a better deal," James offered, but no one came forward.
"Really? No one?" he asked.
"We don't know where he is. Charming made mincemeat out of that doctor and he took off," one replied.
"Dammit…I hate when he's right. He just doesn't let it go," James muttered. Aphrodite smirked.
"Oh, you're one to talk," she teased.
"Maybe…I guess I should have known he wouldn't think twice about abandoning this dump," he said, looking around with distaste.
"Hey...this may not be up to your standards, Your Highness, but this is our place to blow off steam!" a large man interjected, as he decided to face the Prince.
"What's in the ashtray?" James asked, as he took a napkin and picked it up.
"Yeah...this is not tobacco, which means that's all we need to arrest everyone in here," the Prince said smugly. The large man demonstrated his strength by breaking a chair in half over his knee and prepared to use one of the broken, splintered pieces as a weapon. A few others got brave and drew their knives or daggers.
"Cretins," Lancelot said in distaste.
"Look at where we're at," James said, as he drew his sword.
"We knew this was going to be a brawl," Xander said, as he drew his and the fight ensued. Aphrodite rolled her eyes at the violence and stepped off to the side, looking behind the bar. She noticed a safe that was wide open and empty and looked up to see her husband and the others cuffing all the patrons. It was a quick battle for them and the riff raff was quickly subdued.
"Empty safe," she said.
"Then he did run...we should go for Goldie's studio next and see if he took her with him," James replied.
"What I don't get is how those two got past the checkpoints, first coming in from Washington and now out," Lance said. One of the arrested patrons chuckled.
"Idiots," he commented.
"You have something to say?" Xander questioned, as he grabbed him and sat him down in the chair.
"I know how they got in and have a weak spot in your little checkpoint operation," he said.
"Who the hell are you?" James questioned.
"Sid Phillips…" he said, as James ran his name on his phone.
"Ah...that's quite a rap sheet. So you're Goldilocks' estranged, drunken piece of crap husband," the Prince said. Sid seethed.
"Tell us where the hole is," Lancelot demanded.
"I'm not talking until I get a deal," he hissed. James grabbed him by the arm and pushed him along to file him out of the tavern.
"You can talk to my brother. He'll decide if what you have is worth any deal," James said.
"Ugh...that guy was really gross," Snow recalled, as they made it inside and decided to make dinner together, after they put their pajamas on. For her, that was one of his shirts, which was oversized on her. He pulled on a pair of sleep pants and a sleeveless shirt, as he made them pancakes.
"He was...but at least we know that Goldie and Grimm aren't getting back in here without getting caught," he said, as they ate together.
"Mmm...but it doesn't stop them from doing their dumb podcast," she said. He smiled.
"True, but Eva and Paul's is way better and more popular," he said, as they recalled the second part of that night.
Almost a year ago
After arriving back on the mainland with all the prisoners, a prison van was waiting for them and they were loaded into it. Xander and James followed it to the prison. Sid Phillips was held back though and taken to the station. David watched him in the interrogation room through the glass, as Emma pulled his physical file.
"He's a real douche...and says he knows how Goldie and Grimm have been getting in and out. He wants a deal," she said, as he looked at the file.
"Wow...why is this idiot still walking free? Drugs, picking up prostitutes, assault and battery, theft," he listed.
"He does his time, sometimes months, even a year or two. Too many got out while you and Mom were cursed in Boston though and Seth was in control. He's managed to keep from getting caught doing anything since then and has been working at the cannery," Emma replied.
"Which means he's in something if he wants a deal," David said.
"You'd be right about that," Zorro said, as he and Fandral arrived.
"We tossed his place and found nearly a kilo of poppy dust," Leroy said. David snorted.
" deals with this garbage," he said, as he burst in and slapped the folder on the table.
" deals and you're going to tell me what I want to know, before you're hauled off to prison," David said. Sid crossed his arms over his chest.
"Then take me away, cause I ain't talking without a deal," he replied.
"We tossed your place and found the drugs. With your rap sheet, it's enough to put you away for at least thirty years," David retorted.
" your worst, Charming," he goaded. David kicked his chair out from under him. Sid cried out in agony, as his chin hit the table and fell to the floor in pain, his blood now filled with blood.
"You know what, prison is too easy for you. It's more punishment to keep you here in this room with me," David said, as he started rolling up his sleeves.
"You're're not going to do anything to me," Sid said.
"You're right...I'm not going to touch. I don't need to," he replied, as he unsheathed his sword and it glowed with power.
"You wouldn't...I'm not scared of you!" Sid claimed.
"A change in the octave of your voice suggests otherwise...and if you think for a second I'll shed a tear after ridding the world of one more abuser, you're pretty stupid," David said, as he used brought the sword up and looked like he was prepared to bring it down.
"Help! Someone help me! He's crazy!" Sid cried, but started to panic more when no one came.
"No one is going to stop one cares. No one will miss scum like you," David said.
"I guess prison is looking pretty good about now," he added, as the sword glowed the man screamed.
"Okay...okay…I'll tell you!" he pleaded. David stopped and stepped back.
"The cannery...that's where they're getting in. They're hiking through the river valley, through the woods, and sneaking out behind the cannery," he revealed.
"Good...that's an easy fix," he said, as Emma came in and cuffed him.
"Get me away from him," Sid pleaded.
"Nice show, Dad," she replied, as Sid looked at them and realized he had been duped.
"He was a horrible human he deserved it," Snow said, as they finished up.
"Yes...but I'd like to keep good on my promise to JJ and find Goldie, as well as Grimm. I promised that she'd pay for killing his cousin," he replied.
"And you will," Snow assured him, as they sat down by the fire on the sofa.
"They may be hiding for now and still doing their dumb podcast, but I know you and Emma will track them down," she said confidently.
"Thanks...and you're right about their podcast. Eva and Paul's is way better," he agreed, as they shared a kiss.
"So...what should we do on our last night of vacation?" he asked, as he slid his hand sensually up her leg.
"Considering I forwent any undergarments beneath this shirt, I'd say that you can guess exactly what I want to do," she replied, as he pulled her into his arms and she straddled his waist. He smiled and their lips met, as passion took over them and burned hotter than the fire before them.
"Good evening and welcome to this week's edition of the Truest podcast. For those that might be tuning in for the first time, I'm Dr. Eva Nolan Charming Sakura, yes that Charming, and I'm coming to you live from Storybrooke, Maine. As always, I'm joined by my husband, Dr. Paul Sakura, who is helping me keep up with the chat for all those in the chatrooms.
"As many of you know, this podcast marks number fifty-two and our one year anniversary and last week's podcast did bonkers numbers when we had my parents on as our guests," Eva continued.
"Though they're notorious for hating attention, they did enjoy hearing your questions and giving their feedback," Paul added.
"We don't have a guest tonight, but as an inaugural podcast, I decided it was a good one to do a summary of events from the past year since so many of you like to know the goings on here in the United Realms," Eva said.
"Eva doesn't always get your fascination, because she was born here, but I do and yes, this place can be as amazing as you think, though also surprisingly normal," Paul replied.
"Very normal. Though times can be crazy here, Henry's book doesn't always cover the down time around here. But after my father defeated Jekyll, a few other threats went missing," Eva said.
"I have to interject for us normies that his battle with Jekyll was anything but normal," Paul joked.
"True...but after that, if you've followed your latest chapters in the book, my father organized a takedown of a place that was a haven for criminal activity, known as Pleasure Island," Eva said.
"For frame of reference, Pleasure Island appeared in the story Pinocchio, but it's pretty far from that version," Paul replied.
"Very far. It is an island that broke off from Neverland and magic can be tricky there. It either works differently or not at all, thus why it became Jekyll's place to build his lab," she said.
"As you can imagine, with him gone, so was his unpredictable nature and David made his move. Most of the miscreants were arrested, but you all know that two escaped and live among you out there," Paul said.
"Yep...still doing their garbage podcast about how terrible my family is," Eva said, rolling her eyes. He chuckled.
"From the words of a wanted murderer and a two bit writer," Paul added, taking his shot at them.
"But enough about them and more about the year in general. Pleasure Island was a huge crime takedown and sliced the drug trafficking numbers in half," she mentioned.
"Other than was a pretty quiet year for the most part," Paul said.
"It was...Emma is still Sheriffing, Leo is running the reserve, Summer is graduating college in the spring, and Bobby is being a mostly normal high school sophomore," Eva replied.
"Who has a girlfriend now," Paul said.
"It's so cute," Eva gushed, knowing that her baby brother would be mortified.
"Looks like we have a question about magic in the chat. They want to know about how your parents dealt with Bobby's magic when he was a baby," Paul said.
"Oh, that's a very good question. As you know, there was no magic when we were born or when Summer was born. But Bobby was a different story," Eva replied. Paul chuckled.
"Yeah...this story is a riot," he said.
"One day, baby brother nearly shook the house apart and toys were flying around his room. Summer was only about seven at the time, but she had a good handle on her bubbles by then. She put the toys in bubbles so my Mom could get to him," Eva explained.
"And he proudly announced to your parents that he was making booms," Paul chuckled.
" parents immediately went to Mr. Gold's shop and called my Aunt Regina," Eva recalled, as she told the story to her listeners.
About a year after the Final Battle with the Black Fairy
David parked the truck and helped Summer out, while Snow got out with Bobby in her arms.
"Boom!" Bobby giggled, as they felt the pavement vibrate beneath them.
"No more booms right now, honey," Snow chided, as they walked toward the shop.
"Terrible news!" Leroy cried.
"What is it, Leroy?" David asked in irritation.
"There's been reports of earthquakes all over!" he exclaimed. They exchanged a glance and Snow winced.
"We're aware and we know where it's coming from. We're going to take care of it," David said, as they walked into the shop.
"Boom!" Bobby said and giggled, as things in the shop began to float around.
"Well...hello to you too, young one," he said in amusement, as he waved his hand to return all the objects to their place.
"You look stressed," Gold mentioned.
"Go ahead...make fun of us," David said.
"Oh, there's nothing to make fun of, though it's amusing to see that having magical children has finally caught up to you both. Your boys are especially destructive," he mused.
"Boom!" Bobby said, as Regina arrived.
"Okay...this is Maine and we don't have earthquakes, so what the hell is going on?" she asked.
"Nana...I made booms!" Bobby called.
"Yeah and he made toys fly all over. I got to use my bubbles to help Mommy!" Summer said, as Regina picked her up.
" are always a good little helper," she praised and then chuckled.
"Regina...this isn't funny. He has no idea what he's doing," Snow said.
"I know...I'm just enjoying a little poetic justice," she mused and David rolled his eyes.
"We don't want to suppress his powers or anything...we're not like that. But we need to do something until he's old enough to learn to control them," David said.
"Agreed...there is a spell I can use to make his powers dormant until he's a bit older," Gold said.
"Is it safe?" she asked.
"It will mix right into his apple juice and he won't taste it," Regina replied.
"Yes...and the only other solution is one of those blasted cuffs and I know how we all feel about those," Rumple added.
"And it can be reversed?" David asked. Gold nodded curtly.
"There's an antidote you'll be able to give him when the time is right without him noticing either," he said. They exchanged a glance and then nodded. He went to his potions cabinet and selected the correct potion, before handing it to Charming.
"What's the price?" David asked out of habit. Gold smirked.
"You know me better than that by now," he replied, as he handed it to him. David nodded.
"Thanks," he said.
"Boom!" Bobby said, with a giggle and they couldn't help but laugh.
"Okay Mister...let's go home and get you some juice," Snow said.
"Juice!" he called in excitement.
"Nana...can you come too?" Summer asked. She smiled.
"Of course sweetie…" she promised, they left the shop with a wave to Mr. Gold.
Paul chuckled, as she finished the story.
"Never a dull moment around here...though it's been a little dull lately," he mentioned.
"It's been a welcome dull, but this family always keeps things interesting," she said.
"This family also grew too," he mentioned.
"It Aunt Natalie had her baby and Rose Red had hers, which kind of makes a new cousin for us, even though we're not technically related in any way. But our family is pretty close to Rose and Fandral's," she mentioned.
"Yep...normalcy has set in here," Paul said.
"Normal for here anyway. But today, we went to our normal jobs, got take out at a normal diner," she replied.
"At 1980's prices," Paul chimed in. She smiled.
"Thankfully, inflation hasn't reached Storybrooke and now we're here with all of you. So I guess we'll open up the phone lines and take some calls," Eva said, as they continued their weekly broadcast that had become very popular.
Natalie sighed, as they arrived at the prison and she looked at it skeptically.
"You don't have to do this. In fact, I'm not crazy about you doing it and neither is your brother or entire family," Zorro mentioned. She smiled at him and shifted the baby in her arms.
"I know...but he keeps using his allotted computer time to email me and I'm doing this so he'll stop," Natalie said.
"Your brother is Supreme Sheriff of the United Realms. He has to make one call and Johnny gets no such privileges," Zorro reminded.
"I know...but this place is miserable enough, so I'll hear him out, answer his questions, and that will be that," Natalie said.
"What if it's not?" he asked.
"It will be," she insisted, as she turned to him and he took the baby in his arms.
"Thanks…I won't be long," she said, as she kissed his cheek and went inside.
She was checked in and then let into the visitation room. A few minutes later, Johnny was brought there and let in, as the guards stood by in observation.
"You came…" he said.
"You keep emailing me," she replied, as he sat down.
"That's because I have to learn everything through the news these days," he said.
" have questions, I assume," she said.
"I don't get to see him, I suppose?" he asked.
"No…I don't think that's a good idea," she replied.
"He's my son!" he hissed and the guards tensed up. He knew if he raised his voice, they would remove him immediately.
"He's my son," he stated in a calmer tone. She shook her head.
"The last memory I have of you is watching you beat the crap out of a husband and a father, because you wanted to know where Cibola was," she replied.
"You wanted to know too," Johnny accused her.
"You're right...I did, but I never condoned violence. Neither of us grew up knowing any other way...but it didn't take me long to know that it was wrong," Natalie replied. He snorted.
"I should have known you were a Charming all along...a lot of things make sense now," he said.
"I am...but you don't have to be a Clayton. You can turn your life around. It's not like you're on a life sentence here," she reminded him.
"I'm a little over a year into a ten year sentence," he said.
"And with good behavior, you'll be up for parole in less than half that time. If you do the work...I'll advocate for your early parole," she replied.
"You'd do that?" he asked in surprise.
"If you really make an effort to be better and not just so you can get out. Trust me, I'll know the difference," she warned.
"And my son?" he asked.
"He's a Charming...the Clayton name will die with you. But if you can prove yourself, you can have a place in his life eventually," she replied.
"A place...and us?" he asked. She shook her head.
"Johnny...we're over," she replied.
"Because you've moved on with someone else?" he asked.
"Even if I hadn't...the history between us is pretty sour," she replied.
"Fair enough," he replied.
"Can…can I at least see a picture?" he asked. She thought for a moment and realized that it would go a long way if he had something to be better for. She took her phone out and let him swipe through several photos.
"He's beautiful...he definitely looks like a Charming," he mentioned. She smiled.
"He's the best thing that's ever happened to me," she agreed.
"What's his name?" he asked.
"Levi," she replied.
"A strong Hebrew name...meaning joined in harmony," he said. She nodded.
"Levi Jason Nolan Charming," she said. He smiled.
"Jason...a strong Greek name meaning to heal," he mentioned. She nodded.
"Maybe he'll help you heal," she said.
"Maybe he will...thank you," he replied. She nodded and the guard outside opened the door, indicating that her visitation time period was over. She stood up and looked at him.
"I'll send you some pictures to your email," he promised and he smiled, grateful that she was doing that when he didn't feel he deserved anything from anyone, let alone her.
"Thank you," he said, as he watched her go. He had really screwed up and lost her forever, but maybe he could still find his way. The cursed and evil Clayton name would die with him and he found that he wasn't upset at all about that.
He heard the baby on the monitor and looked over at his sleeping wife. It had only been an hour since feeding and so he knew that it wasn't that. Gently, he got out of bed and kissed Rose's hair, before journeying to the nursery next door to their chambers. He peered into the two cribs and found that his son was still asleep. Gently, he lifted his tiny, crying daughter into his arms and quietly took out of the room so she wouldn't wake her brother.
When Eva revealed that they were having twins again, they had been shocked, but overjoyed.
"You want another story, don't you little Princess?" he cooed to her, as he took her down to the library and took a seat in the comfy chair. His daughter looked up at him with wide blue eyes and he opened the current edition of Henry's book.
"How about more of Mama and Daddy's story?" he asked, as he proceeded to read to her. It wasn't a surprise when Rose found him asleep in the chair with their sleeping daughter against his chest a couple hours later. She smiled at him and leaned down to kiss his forehead, while their son cooed at him from her arms.
Astrid and Gunnar were three months old now and these two were their last they had decided. Fandral heard his son and opened his eyes to find Rose smiling at him.
"Guess we fell asleep, little Princess," he cooed, as she was also roused by her brother. Rose leaned down and kissed him tenderly.
"Our little night owl wanted another story I see," she mentioned.
"She did, indeed...I told her all about her amazing mother," he replied.
"I do hope it included parts about her amazing father as well," she said.
"If you mean the parts where her beautiful mother saved me from certain death and stole my heart...then yes, I read all about that," he replied, as one of the staff entered and bowed curly.
"Good morning Bianca," Rose greeted.
"Your Majesties...there is a summons on the device in your study," she said.
"It must be Sif…" Rose replied.
"Calling to see you and the twins, no doubt," Fandral said, as he rose from his seat.
"You know she loves you too," Rose replied.
"Perhaps, but she loves you and the children more. But then I know how that is," Fandral said, as they ventured to the study to take the call...
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Fandral, Hogun, and Volstagg from Marvel are drift compatible
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until they remember that if they die in there they die in real life
And Westley dies
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your-dashing-fandral · a month ago
Fandral: Do I look stupid to you?
Loki: Yes.
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celebrimbor-loves-you · a month ago
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scrolled down my gallery and found them :p
hehe aesthetic (??) pics from my HUUUUGE DASHINGFROST LOVE PERIOD.
i really have read lots of fanfics with this shipp and i have many many artworks of them till now XD. i i I'm totally sure I've never such a crazy (???) ship but i love it very much EHEHE. i do what i want and i want to BELEIVE IN MY BOYYYYYS.
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celebrimbor-loves-you · a month ago
i love warriors three and I'll protect them with my own life lemme explain
they really were the BEST FRIENDS of Thor and I don't mention lady Sif (oww my girl) because she was NOT only a friend but she loved Thor. and Fandral, Volstagg & Hogun WERE. well yeah i think uhh maybe every person really need such friends. they were strong, positive, protective, they risked everything to find Thor in the first movie and they-- they really deceived Asgard. their home. just to find their friend and leader and bring him back. they did not even afraid death and they were THAT REALLY NEEDED SHIELD which gave a chance to Thor to think and people to run and hide. they were funny, happy and a bit comedian characters but what if there were none of them? probably Thor haven't became the god again and all the city was ruined.
i- maybe i say too much, but i need it. Thor grew up with them and he knew THEY ALL WILL ALWAYS BE BY HIS SIDE. not Jane Foster, not Loki, not even Odin or (forgive me, i LOVE her, but it's true) maybe Frigg. his friends will be on his side to help, to protect, to give an advice. to fight for him and I AM SURE THAT HE WOULD FIGHT FOR THEM EVERY TIME THEY NEED IT LIKE THOR DID IN VANAHEIM AT THE BEGINNING OF "THOR: THE DARK WORLD". i remember Volstagg get injured in in Jotunheim and he warned all his friend about how painful it will be if frost giant touch you. i remember Fandral was nearly killed at same time and he knew that something like that could happen but even that didn't stop him. i remember Hogun, who was the first person not to trust Loki and HE REALLY DID A LOT OF HARM. i love Loki, but his pain and anger blinded him, like Thor's anger and proud blinded him. i told i won't mention lady Sif, but she did a great thing too. in New-Mexico, in Vanaheim and everytime after. and. AND REMEMBER. without them how Thor, Loki and Jane escaped from Asgard to find Malekith? JUST N O W A Y .
and i fucking HATE Thor: Ragnarok because all their friendship was ruined, all what they had was stolen and FUCK ME GENTLY THE WARRIORS THREE ARE DEAD. JUST--- OH MY FUCKING GOD HELA KILLED THEM FOR WHAT??? "I CAN DO THAT WHY I MUST NOT???" OR WHAT HER FUCKING REASON?
and Thor. he didn't even asked where his best friends are. he wasn't interested at all. he lose a part of his life with them and he didn't give a fucking fuck! okay MCU that is NOT what i can call "character development", that's t o t a l s h i t . so i- i cancel MCU after ~2015 I DON'T WANT MCU WITHOUT THEM THEY WERE EMOTIONAL AND PHYSICAL SUPPORT TO THOR AND I WON'T MAKE A MISTAKE IF I SAY THEY WERE HIS FAMILY. Thor lose them all. his mom, his brother, his dad, his best friends. like like like what the hell i don't believe all of it is true so I CANCEL IT.
thanks for your attention.
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Do I have a list of notes and part of a scene written of the AU & fic I working on? Yes
Do I have five other AUs and fic ideas in my back pocket? Yes
Is my brain choosing to focus on any of this? No, It’s returning to an AU that I abandoned forever ago.
Anyway, If Fandral got turned into a naga he’d be an Amazon Tree Boa
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adventures-written · a month ago
(for thor) ‘ what happened to you? ’
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“I’m fine,” he said dismissively, nursing the injury on his right arm, “It’s just a scratch.” Thor might have bitten off more than he can chew again, but he wasn’t going to admit that.
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lilacmoon83 · a month ago
Finding You Always
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Also on and A03
Chapter 233: I've Got You Under My Skin
Snow hummed sleepily, as her green eyes fluttered open and she found David's side of the bed empty, though still warm. She heard him talking and turned her head, only to see him on the balcony, just in his sleep pants that rested low on his hips. She watched him and admired his physique, as she often did and found his shirt on the floor. She put it on, buttoned a few of the buttons, and then padded out to the balcony with him. She put her arms around him from behind and rested her head against his back.
"Okay princess...we'll see you and the baby soon," he said, as she slid her hands up his sides and to his shoulders, before draping them around his neck. She proceeded then to start pressing kisses to the back of his neck and shoulders, enjoying how it made his voice go husky into the phone, at which point, he had to clear his throat. He chuckled.
"Yes...we'll have breakfast, including bacon when you get here," he told their daughter, as he hung up the phone.
"You are a very naughty bandit," he chided, as he turned to her grinning face and kissed her passionately.
"Then you better arrest me, Sheriff," she tempted, as his lips moved to her neck.
"Very tempting, but I'll let it slide this time," he teased, as he kissed her again.
"Emma is on her way?" she asked, as he took her by the hand and led her to the bathroom and started the shower.
"Yeah...she's bringing Hope and going with us to Cibola. She said first that we need to visit Hyde at the University, but wouldn't tell me why," he replied, as they undressed and stepped into the shower together. No matter how busy they were, they always found time for intimacy, even if it was during their morning routine.
She kissed him passionately and her hands roamed his sculpted body. Their passion, as usual, culminated in lovemaking in the shower. Then they proceeded to wash up together, which was an act almost as intimate as their lovemaking, with kisses, caresses, and sensual strokes. Once they were finished with their longer than normal shower, they wrapped themselves in fluffy towels and exited the bathroom with arms still around each other. It didn't matter that they had been married for over four decades, for the excitement and passion between them never dulled. Being together for them, was familiar and practiced, yet always thrilling. He never failed to make her weak in the knees and fall apart, sometimes with just a touch in the right place. Her body was a well explored map to him and he knew it well. It was the same for her. She knew exactly how and where to touch him to elicit a reaction.
As their lips parted, he pressed her flush against his bare chest and she pressed her forehead to his. They swayed gently together, needing no music, and she smiled at him.
"If we don't have bacon ready for Emma when she gets here...she will be very grumpy," she mentioned. He chuckled.
"Yeah…I guess we better get dressed," he said, as she sat at her vanity and combed her wet hair. It was shoulder length now and she had debated cutting it, but decided to keep it this length for a while. She dried it and then got dressed, while he waited. Once they were done, they went down to the kitchen, hand in hand, only to find that the staff was almost done with breakfast and the kids were already at the table.
"How do we keep forgetting that we have this now?" he asked. She smiled.
"Because we went almost four decades without it," she reminded him, as they sat down and were served coffee. It was still a little weird for them. They had liked and gotten used to doing all of this themselves while raising a family with five hungry kids at the table. They missed it, but knew they were far too busy with all their duties as rulers to manage a household by themselves, let alone a castle now. Regina had warned her to not go without a staff and she was right, for their castle would probably be a mess without the staff, for they were hardly ever home these days.
"Good morning," Snow said, as she kissed them both on the head and they sat down.
"Morning," Summer replied, as she continued to text.
"Are you texting JJ?" Snow asked curiously. She blushed.
"Yeah...he wants to go roller skating today. He's teasing me, because I've lived in Storybrooke all my life and didn't even realize Storybrooke had a roller skating rink," she replied.
"Oh yeah...this place was created in the 1980's. Roller skating was the thing to do," Emma said, as she arrived with Hope, who was toddling beside her.
"There's our little princess," Snow gushed, as she toddled toward David and he scooped her up.
"You know...after we get done with everything today, maybe we should swing by the toy store," he mentioned. Emma sighed.
"Dad...she's a million toys, most of them from you and Mom," the blonde chided.
"You can never have too many stuffed animals," he protested.
"Our spare bedroom says otherwise," Emma retorted, as Snow chuckled and sat Hope in her lap.
"So a roller skating date with JJ? Sounds fun," Snow gushed and David grunted beside her. She gave him a look.
"What? He's a nice kid, but I'm never going to get excited about my," he said glumly.
"Oh Daddy...I'll always need you," Summer promised. He smiled at her and planted a kiss on her head.
"I know, peanut. But you know me...letting go is not one thing I do well," he admitted and Snow squeezed hand, giving him a loving look.
"So…I guess you want to fill us in on what went on here while we were gone?" Snow asked. Emma smiled.
"Yeah...but it's actually not bad like you think. I mean, parts of it are terrible, but there's a good reason we need to go see Hyde today," she replied, as she opened up a file.
"Did we book Fidget again? I knew he'd reoffend when he was released," David said.
"Well, he did reoffend, but we didn't book him, because he's dead," Emma replied.
"How did that happen?" Snow asked.
"Well…Hyde came to Rose and Fandral and asked for their help finding his colleague, Hiram Flaversham and his daughter Olivia," Emma explained.
"Flaversham...he works at the University as an engineer, right?" Snow asked. She nodded.
"He and Hyde are good friends and apparently they are their own little family. Hyde is like an Uncle to his daughter. They went missing and so he went to Fandral and Zorro for help," she replied, as David read over the report.
"Pleasure Island?" he asked. She nodded.
"Their place was a mess when they investigated and Fidget left behind some evidence that he might be responsible so Fandral knew he likely had taken them there. Come to find out...Jekyll was behind it," Emma replied.
"Oh, that horrible monster…" Snow fretted.
"Please tell me he didn't hurt them?" she asked. Emma shook her head.
"No...they're both okay. Jekyll wanted Hiram's skills as an engineer to help him build more of his horrors and he used Olivia to force him to do it. Thankfully, Fandral and Zorro tracked Fidget pretty easily and made him lead them to Jekyll," Emma continued.
"So they were rescued?" David asked, as he continued to scan the report and signed off on it at the conclusion.
"Yeah, they did...but that's not even the best part," Emma said.
"Well...don't keep us in suspense," Snow urged.
"Before they went to Pleasure Island, Hyde unveiled a new invention that he and Hiram developed. A new metal that is very similar and nearly as durable to a pretty famous metal on the Earth in the realm that Fandral comes from," Emma said.
" mean like Adamantine?" Bobby asked.
"Yep…" she confirmed.
"That's awesome!" he exclaimed.
"Adamantine?" Snow asked.
"You need to read more comic books, Mom," Bobby replied and Emma snickered.
"Comic books...right," she said.
"Anyway, Hyde created a new sword for Fandral made from this metal and it gave him the needed edge that I think we've been missing against Jekyll," Emma replied.
"What kind of edge?" David asked, almost afraid to hope.
"He cut Jekyll's hands off...and he couldn't use his demon fire to regrow them. Now, he's probably figured out a way since then, but he wasn't able to heal from it immediately," Emma replied. Their eyes widened.
"That's huge...does Fandral think he can defeat him?" David asked. Emma smiled.
"No Dad...but you can once Hyde reinforces the chalice sword with this new metal," she replied and he became thoughtful.
"Think about it...this new science created metal, combined with the magic of the chalice and Jekyll finally goes down," Emma said. Snow looked at her husband and he took her hand. Did they dare hope that this may give them the edge they needed to finally destroy him once and for all.
"If it can destroy Jekyll...then it could destroy Mephisto too, right?" Summer asked.
"Most likely, though I think the kid here could do that himself too," Emma replied.
"We haven't seen him since Italy. Do you think he's waiting or building an army out there?" Bobby asked.
"Possibly...we know he can possess untold amounts of people. It's unsettling that he's out there somewhere and there's no way to tell where until he decides to pop up," Emma replied.
"We'll deal with him when he does...but eliminating Jekyll is a top priority," David said.
" has to be," Emma replied.
"What do you mean by that exactly?" Snow asked.
"Because of what he had Hiram help him to build, but I'm sure he can explain it better," Emma replied.
"Well...then let's finish up and get over there," David suggested, as they finished eating and were soon headed out.
Hours ago...before dawn
"I hate this...I hate this, I hate them...argh…" Goldie complained, as they trekked through the woods. As a resident of Storybrooke and the United Realms, there were only two official ways into town. Since Snow and Charming had created the barrier around them, it was impenetrable to outsiders and even those residents returning, unless you had the proper identification.
In the United Realms, much like the Land Without Magic, most had driver's licenses or non-driver identification cards. To make sure those residents returning from a visit outside their barrier, Emma had come up with the idea that they should magically encode all identification cards with a hologram signature, not unlike the one found on credit cards. If this extra layer was not present on the identification card, it was easily flagged when it was scanned at the two checkpoints, either the town line or the Harbor. It was a very secure system and everyone coming in and out of the United Realms had to go through the checkpoint, unless you were the Charmings and their clan, who just magicked in and out whenever they wanted.
Since they were both wanted, they didn't dare try to get through the town line check point, run by the dwarves, or the one at the Harbor, which was run by Harbor Master Killian Jones by day and his first hand, Smee, by night, they had to get creative.
There was only one tiny loophole in the entire system that few knew about, mainly just the smugglers on Pleasure Island. The stream that ran through the valley in the woods led to the Harbor and around any checkpoints. Once they followed it all the way, they would pop up at the docks, but past the checkpoint. But getting there was no easy task and was a hike that was not for the faint of heart.
"You and me both...these damn woods are hell," Grimm agreed, as they trekked the rocky outcroppings along the stream.
"Our latest podcast seems to be doing very well though," he said, checking his phone.
"Yeah...some negative comments about the precious Charmings, but still too many that love them," she grumbled, as she scrolled through her social media. Unfortunately for her, she stepped on an odd shaped rock and lost her balance, causing her to fall into the stream. She shouted in frustration, as her phone went dead and she was now wet and cold.
"Did I mention I hate them!?" she cried.
"Once or twice," he mused, as he extended his hand and helped her out of the water.
"We're almost there though," he said.
"Then you owe me a good stiff drink when we get back to your tavern," she replied.
"A drink? I'm gonna need a bottle," he said, as they finally reached the mouth of the stream which popped them up right behind the cannery. They were in and could now sneak onto a boat to Pleasure Island. Thankfully, it was the middle of the night. Getting past Smee was a lot easier than getting past Killian Jones.
Unfortunately, someone stepped out of the cannery to take a break from the night shift and it happened to be Goldie's sometimes drunken and always belligerent husband.
Well, well...if it isn't my wife, the star and murderer, apparently," he drawled, as he lit a cigarette.
"Shut up Sid," she snapped, as she glared at him.
"Temper, boyfriend?" he asked.
"The name is Grimm...and we're not together," Grimm replied.
"Smart me, she's a psycho," Sid replied.
"Takes one to know one, you sadistic prick," she growled.
"Give me one good reason not to call the cops on you? Maybe they'll give me a reward for turning you in," he said.
"You hate the cops and if you do, I'll spill everything I know about you and believe me, I have the evidence," she warned. He scoffed.
"Whatever bitch...I'm glad to be rid of you," he growled, as they made their way to the Harbor, while Sid finished his break and went back to work.
"Nice guy," Grimm mentioned. She snorted.
"That was mild," she replied.
"What do you have on him?" Grimm asked curiously. She smirked.
"Well...most of the hookers he brings home are borderline. He likes them young and he also gives them drugs. He also gets rough, as you know," she replied.
"Dealing and using drugs, rape, and assault. Yeah...he'd be wise to keep his mouth shut," he said.
"Don't worry...he won't go through with that threat. He's got a rap sheet a mile long and would face hard time if he crosses me," she assured him, as they found an unmarked boat and slipped past Smee. Grimm manned the boat and they set out for Pleasure Island.
Jekyll seethed, as he stormed around his lab. He was still livid at his defeat at Fandral's hands and the permanent loss of his limbs. He could not underestimate the Asgardian again, nor Charming. As much as he hated it, Snow White's prince was every bit a match for him as Rose Red's warrior.
Thankfully, he had Flaversham's designs for the devices he needed to take control of and defeat the entire family. With her husband and children under his control, Snow would finally be his.
For now though, it was time to test the new gloves he had just finished from Hiram's blueprints. He replaced one of the black gloves, giving him synthetic magic and replacing his hands at the moment for one of the new golden one. He stepped outside his lab and saw a man hobbling along from the tavern. He was shaking and probably in withdrawal. He was likely looking for his next fix and he approached.
"This is yours if you agree to help me with an experiment," Jekyll said, as he showed him several gold coins in his hand.
"What...what do I have to do?" the man asked.
"Absolutely nothing," Jekyll said, as he thrust his hand into the man's chest and pulled out his heart. It didn't look at all like a healthy, beating heart should. There were patches of black and parts of it were a sickly yellow, indicating the damage years of drug abuse had likely done. The man cried out, as Jekyll's fingers passed through his heart and extracted a tiny gem from inside it. This man's star gem had no spark and was useless, like most star gems, but the glove had allowed him to extract it without damaging the heart. He smirked with satisfaction.
"Excellent…" he said, as he placed it back inside the heart and thrust it back into his chest, before depositing the gold into the man's hand.
"You have been most helpful," he said, as he returned to his lab.
" lovely Snow," he said wistfully, as he gazed at her portrait on his wall. He could barely contain himself at the thought of finally having her.
He still remembered the first time he saw her and how he thought she was Rose Red. He was then shocked to learn that she was but a look alike, but no less magnificent. In fact, he soon learned that Snow White was as brilliant as she was beautiful and his obsessive nature had sent his madness into overdrive. It had started with an admiration from afar and he agreed to help them with their initial fear of Hyde. He had even told Dr. Whale such himself. He was admiring her from the afar and nothing more.
"She is beautiful...I'll give you that. I've always thought so, but she has to be the most unavailable woman in the all the realms," Whale warned. Jekyll signaled for a refill on his drink.
"Quite…" he agreed.
"Yet you keep staring at her longingly. Trust me, Charmz will start to notice. The guy is as overprotective as they come, especially when it comes to his beloved Snow White," the other doctor warned.
"Trust me, I have no intention of taking any action. A man can simply admire from afar," Jekyll assured.
That conversation had been a lifetime ago and became a complete lie, as his madness had consumed him soon after. One afternoon of working with her was all it took for him to know he had to have her. He had faced nothing but rejection in his romantic life all his life. First, with Mary Lydgate, who wanted Hyde instead of him. Then with Rose Red, who was already married to Fandral, and then Snow White, who was already married to her Charming. He could no longer handle the rejection and snapped, leading him down the path to where he currently was. Even his time in the netherworld had not dulled his obsession with her and once he was given another chance, he had resumed his pursuit. As usual though, her husband and children stood in his way and he was not going to underestimate them this time. Despite his demon powers, the children seemed to have a well of unlimited magic. And Charming...he was now well aware that Hyde would provide him with his new invention, just as he had with Fandral. But he was determined to be the victor.
" lovely Snow. Soon…" he promised, as he gazed at her image.
Snow and David arrived at the University, with Emma, Hope, and Bobby tagging along. Summer had parted ways with them and was off to spend the day with JJ. He was starting his new job as a paramedic very soon and she would be resuming classes at the University, as well as her dancing, so they were spending their free time together.
"Good morning," Snow greeted, as they stepped into the lab.
"Ah...good morning, Your Majesties," Hyde greeted, as they stepped away from the large cauldron, which they had over a contained fire.
"Your Majesties...this is my colleague, Hiram Flaversham and his daughter Olivia," he said, as they shook hands with the engineer.
"It's very nice to meet you and I'm so glad you and your daughter are safe. I am so sorry about that horrible man and anything he put you through," Snow said.
"You are very gracious, Your Majesty and nothing that madman did is your fault. Fortunately, we're okay," Hiram replied.
"I'm so glad and I don't know what I would have done if that monster hurt a child, especially since he's tried to hurt mine before," Snow fretted, as she put her hands on Bobby's shoulders.
"I'm okay too, Mom," he assured.
"I'm Bobby," he said, introducing himself to the blonde girl that was about his age.
"Olivia," she replied shyly.
"Is this the metal?" Bobby asked curiously, as he peered into the cauldron.
"It is...and we used a mold for the sword to create Fandral's weapon. But for this, we will need you to dip the chalice into the metal and then will harden around it," Hyde said. Snow and David summoned the Chalice between them and together, they placed it in the vat of molten metal. Once it was completely coated, Bobby used his magic to extract the chalice and set it down on the table so it could cool.
"You have magic too?" Olivia asked. He blushed.
"Yeah…" he answered shyly, as the metal proceeded to cool quickly and Snow and Charming separated the Chalice into their respective weapons.
"Before, your blade could withstand Jekyll's demon power and match it. But now, you should have an extra edge and like Fandral's sword, his demon fire cannot heal so quickly from any wounds you inflict," Hyde said.
"And your arrows should have the same power as well," he added, as he looked at Snow.
"Thank you...this is incredible," David said, as he examined his new fortified blade.
"Jekyll is a danger to everyone...he must be eliminated permanently," Hyde said. David extended his hand.
"I can assure you...I'm going to end him for good this time and then he won't be able to come after anyone we love," David assured him. Snow hooked her hand on his elbow and leaned her head against his arm.
"Thank you so much…" Snow said.
"You both have to face the true challenge of defeating him. This was the least we could do to help," Hyde replied.
"So...maybe I'll see you around school when I get back next semester?" Bobby asked. She nodded.
"I hope so," she replied. With that, the Charmings left the University and set out for the Harbor. Killian would be taking them to the island of Mu to consult the people there about the strange rock and the jar it was inside.
The upper level of the prison, the most heavily guarded with magically reinforced cells, didn't get much free time in the prison courtyard. But for about an hour a day, they were allowed to get a bit of fresh air and move around. There was also one computer with heavily restricted internet access and everything the prisoners did was monitored.
Johnny rarely had an interest in using it since you couldn't do much on it and usually sat on the benches, while a few of the other inmates watched what passed for news in the United Realms, especially now that Goldilocks was doing her own alternative show direct from Pleasure Island. But today's broadcast was suddenly of great interest to him, as he learned of what had just occurred.
"So once again, the Charmings have both created the problem and solved it. Washington DC was nearly both smashed to oblivion and flooded, apparently by some Goddess named Calypso," Goldie reported. That had been the very thing to get Johnny's attention. Calypso, also known as Callista Stavros, was dead. His mother was dead. Like Clayton, she had been a hands off parent in the early years. She had handed him off to various nannies or caretakers, while she trekked the globe with Clayton most of the time, making deals, running their operation, and collecting whatever had their attention that week.
When he was with her, he endured all the stories about the Goddess Aphrodite and how his father wanted her to bear him an heir. But when that fell through and his access to Snow White wasn't feasible due to the curse, he had settled on her as his third choice.
If that wasn't bad enough, once he was grown and began to learn his place as his father's successor, he then had to hear about his father's admiration of the Snow and Charming's children and how incredible their magic was.
Despite his mother being a Goddess and as a result, himself a Demi-God, he was born with no magic. Clayton had been extremely upset when he displayed no magical abilities when they were in Atlantis. He had no natural ability and despite his control over their lives, the fairies refused to teach him any magic. It had caused him to have, not only a chip on his shoulder, but a huge inferiority complex. Not to mention an intense hatred of the Charmings, especially their five magical spawn that he was constantly compared to.
His mother never really had a good answer for him as to why he had no magic, but Clayton considered him inferior because of it. Not having a magical sire was one thing he lamented. He had insisted that he could have avoided death at the hands of the Charmings the first time if he had someone with magic on his side. And Johnny was sure that he would say it led to his demise for the final time. Even though, so far, not even God magic had been able to overpower the Charmings. Even if he had been born with magic, it wouldn't have been a match for them and was moot at this point.
But that didn't change the fact that they had basically ruined his life from the beginning. His mother might not have been much of a mother, but she was still all he had now, even if she seemed un-bothered that they had looked him up and basically tossed away the key. And then there was Natalie...and his own child. She was pregnant with his sire, so he had heard through Goldie's broadcasts when she was mocking the Charming family, who was definitely the reporter's favorite foils. But that was his child and they were going to make sure he never even met him or her...let alone was involved in its life. But if he ever got out of here, which wasn't likely, he would do his best to make them all pay. A breakout from this place was nearly impossible. Even during the recent blackout, the prison had been operated on a backup set of generators and computer systems. But if he did manage it someday, he swore, he would make it count…
Snow and David stood at the bow of the Jolly Roger, as their son-in-law sailed them to the island of Mu. They could see it in the distance now and the brilliance of Cibola behind it as well. Snow leaned her head against his chest, as they enjoyed the sun beaming down on them and the breeze. It may have been winter in most of the realms, but Mu, through magic, retained its tropical climate, despite the fact that it now existed in the ocean off the coast of Maine.
"What are you thinking?" he whispered to her.
"I am thinking about that second honeymoon you and I have never really gotten to take," she mentioned. He smiled.
"Sounds like some good thoughts," he said.
"And I have every intention of making that happen...if we're ever not in mortal danger," he added. She smirked.
"I really hope that day is coming," she said.
"Me too, my darling," he replied, as he kissed her tenderly.
"I promise that you and I are going to go somewhere and be alone. Completely alone for at least two weeks," he promised. She smiled and bit her bottom lip.
"That sounds optional," she mused, as she gave him a naughty grin. He grinned back.
"The less clothing...the better," he agreed, as he kissed her again and she rested her head on his shoulder with arms around his neck. They gazed out over the water together and were soon docking near the shore. From there, they boarded one of the dinghies to take them ashore. Word of their visit spread quickly once they were spotted and the Queen of Mu, along with Zia and her parents, were there to greet them as they came ashore.
"It's so good to see you again," Irina said, as she and Snow shared a hug.
"It's good to see you too," Snow replied.
"Bobby!" Zia called, as she waved to him and he shyly waved back. Emma smirked and nudged him forward.
"Hi's really good to see you," he said.
"You too...mother and father said I can go to public school next semester if I want to. We're going to be in the same grade," she replied.
"That's great...I'll show you the ropes," he promised.
"What do we owe the honor of this visit, Your Majesties?" Queen Nubia asked.
"For starters...this," David said, as he showed them the jar. Nubia gasped.
"This...this has been lost for centuries!" she exclaimed.
"We happened to meet a man named Ichiro Suun Li. He claimed to be the ancestor of Tao Xang Li," Snow said.
"That would make sense. This jar has not been seen since Tao lived on this island," Nubia replied.
"That's what doesn't make a lot of sense to me," Emma chimed in, as attention turned to her.
"I mean...I get that he sought the truest loves, or children of the sun, as he called them, but why didn't he bring them back here to open the gates to Cibola? Wasn't that what he wanted?" Emma asked.
"That's a good question," David agreed.
"My ancestor and namesake refused to," Zia answered, as they looked at her.
"Was it because too many were looking for it?" Bobby asked. She nodded.
"She knew the kinds of people that were after the gold. She knew that the people of Mu and anyone else in their way would be slaughtered in the quest to follow her, Esteban, and Tao to the gold. She convinced Tao that the splendor of Cibola remain hidden until a time when it could be safeguarded came," Zia said.
"She knew that they couldn't keep it safe...but she hoped her successors could," Irina added.
"The legend says that it was never opened," Santo said.
"Until now…" Snow replied.
"You opened it?" Zia asked.
"I'm afraid he was threatening to blow up the entire museum, so we did what he asked and this is what was inside," David explained, as Bobby took off the item around his neck.
"We think it's a Pounama stone, but we have no idea why that's what would be in the jar," Natalie added.
"We were hoping you'd have more insight," Snow said.
" is a Pounama stone. You are correct about that. But I do not know what its significance is. There is no written record of what was inside the jar or what it does exactly," the Queen said.
"Unless it is information that only is accessible to those that possess the Chalice," Zia replied.
"You think it may be like when we visited the secret temple that the Dragon Queen hid in the Andes Mountains?" Snow asked.
"It's possible. Cibola does have a small library of very old books and scrolls," Zia replied.
"We can sail there on the Jolly Roger," Killian said. They nodded.
"Go along with them, Zia," her mother urged. She nodded and joined Bobby, as they returned to the ship and set sail for Cibola, the golden city floating in the near distance.
The last of the snow melted away, as Elsa used her magic to dispense most of it that was leftover from an overnight storm.
"Well...that should dig most everyone out," she said.
"You know, it is winter in Maine. It could have been natural," Leo mentioned.
"And if Storybrooke, the reserve and your parent's Kingdom were under two feet of snow, I'd believe that. But they're not," Elsa replied.
"Then you think your grandfather caused this?" Eva asked, as she and Paul had come to offer what help they could.
"This was his Kingdom and he could be lurking anywhere for all we know. But here makes sense...he wants it back," Elsa surmised.
"It's not his anymore. You are Arendelle's rightful Queen and he is a murderer," Leo replied.
"One that fears magic. He cannot be too happy about it being ruled by two magic users," she said.
"I just don't understand his game. I mean, even with his unique ability, he has to know that he's facing a lost battle already. If your parents can go head to head with Gods...then ultimately, he'll lose too," Paul reasoned.
"That's why he's lurking. He's like Jekyll...he knows he can't defeat us head on. So he'll lay in wait and strike only when he thinks he can with some advantage," Leo said.
"I hate this…" Elsa fretted and he put his arms around her.
"I know...but we will deal with him. You are Queen of Arendelle and he lost the privilege of ruling when he betrayed his people by massacring your mother's people. He belongs in a cell...and we will put him in one," Leo assured her, as he kissed her tenderly. She felt more at ease then and rested her head against his shoulder.
"It's time...they know what he did though. This is a part of history that our people have no knowledge of. I understand why my parents had the truth hidden...but the time for that is past," she said. He smiled.
"Then they will know. Let's call Henry and ask him to add this story into the book. Then it can be presented to all," Leo replied, as they joined hands and went inside. Paul and Eva followed, as they agreed to come with them to visit their nephew.
Jekyll watched with absolute rage, as Hyde helped Snow and David reinforce the chalice with the new, nearly infallible metal he had created. As if overpowering them wasn't hard enough, this was going to make stealing theirs and the children's star gems even more difficult. Facing them together would almost assuredly end him, which meant he needed to employ a surprise attack or preemptive strike.
He watched them for a while and seethed as he did. He would give anything to be rid of Charming and have the edge in the coming battle that had been brewing between them. If only he could find a way to isolate him away from Snow and the children. Isolate him from the Chalice as well...and then he realized that he just might have a way. If he could do this and initiate a battle between them; one where everything was stacked against the Prince...then he could finally do it. He could finally end him and make the entire United Realms, including Snow, watch him bring the legendary Prince Charming to his knees. He would make them all watch him slay their beloved Prince and break Snow White, making her ripe for his picking. It was a delicate plot, but if he could pull it off...then nothing would stop him. With the death of their father, the children would be easily subdued and he would take their star gems. Then he would use them to bring all the Kingdoms to their knees before him and Snow White would be by his side. was time for this stalemate between him and the valiant Prince to come to a head. It was time to show everyone that their legendary Prince was nothing compared to his power and that time was now...
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Chapter 232: Wicked Game, Pt 2
"Li?" Aphrodite asked curiously.
"Yes Goddess...I am of that Li bloodline and I present to you the sacred jar of my people. The Mu…" he said, as the spectators marveled at the glowing jar.
"Don't let him fool you...he's not the good man his ancestor may have been," Patricia warned.
"I am simply a man that wants the secrets to his heritage unlocked and I believe it is within this jar. Now...the children of the sun will open it for me," he said.
"Truest loves," Snow corrected.
"And what if we don't?" David asked. He smirked.
"Then the blood of every person in this room will be on your hands…" he threatened.
"What do you plan to do if we don't?" Snow asked in alarm. He smirked.
"I believe it is better if you do not know, my dear. It is not for the squeamish and I'm afraid the carnage will be quite severe if you do not open the jar," he urged.
"Do you have any idea what is in the jar?" David asked the Goddess. But she shook her head.
"Tao would never tell me...he never fully trusted me, because my father was Zeus. And he forbade Esteban and Zia from telling me as well," she admitted.
"They did have true love, but it was secrets and mistrust like this that led to all the corruption around them and eventually their untimely deaths," Aphrodite said.
"Evil was never meant to fester like it did, but there was six hundred years without a pair of truest loves to stand for good and justice. I think you both know how dark things can be without love," she added. Snow squeezed his hand and leaned her head against his arm. She knew all too well. She had once taken a potion to forget him and became the worst version of herself.
"Yes...their abysmal failure has fallen on you, their successors. Unfortunately, you shall fail too," Li said.
"Clearly you don't know us…" David said.
"There are no secrets between mistrust," he added, as he looked at her and gently cupped her cheek in his palm, making her smile.
"And we're surrounded by friends and family that have our backs," Snow added.
"That is why I knew you two would be my greatest champions, so you will most certainly fail, Mr. Li. Not even the likes of Seth, a God killer, could stand against this true love," Aphrodite added. He smirked.
"Oh, I don't intend to stand against them. I intend for them to release whatever is inside this jar and take hold of its power. Your refusal will bring this entire building down upon our heads," he warned.
"With what? What have you done?" Regina asked.
"The lower levels of this museum have been wired with explosives. This entire thing can collapse in on itself, killing everyone here and destroying all this history...unless I get what I want," he threatened.
"You're bluffing," David challenged. He smirked.
"I do not bluff, Your Highness. I care nothing for these people. Their lives are insignificant," Li responded.
"No one is insignificant," Snow argued.
"Then do something!" Goldie snapped, as she now became concerned that he would make good on his threat.
"Just leave if you're so worried," Snow snapped at her.
"I don't think we have a choice. It's too risky to take a chance that the Chalice might be able to stop the blasts without knowing where he put the explosives," David whispered to her. She nodded and swallowed thickly, as they approached the pedestal where the jar rested. It glowed incessantly the closer they got to it and they could only wonder what was inside and if it would unleash horror. Snow and David touched the jar and were immediately thrust into a vision. It was hazy, but they were in what looked like a Throne room of a palace and they recognized the people in the room.
"You must never open the jar...for anyone, no matter what," Tao warned.
"My friend...we have seen what is in the jar. I hardly see why it's important," Esteban replied.
"You should know by now that things are rarely what they seem," Tao warned.
"What does it do?" Zia asked.
"It's sacred to my people. That's all you or your Goddess friend need to know," Tao replied shortly.
"When are you ever going to trust me," Zia questioned.
"It's not's her. She is the daughter of Zeus," he argued.
"The Goddess is an ally…" Esteban assured him.
"Don't be naïve and even if she is, everyone around her isn't," he replied and they were quiet at that.
"And if something happens and we cannot guard the must have a backup plan," Esteban said.
"If the children of the sun cannot guard the key to my people's legacy...then it will be up to the sire of my bloodline to do so. Even need more than the jar to unlock its secrets," Tao replied.
"And where are those secrets?" Zia asked. He smirked.
"Where else?" he asked in amusement.
"A book," she realized.
The vision ended and they exchanged a glance. They had no idea what was in that jar, but whatever object was concealed inside must have looked unexceptional to the eye. It was more riddles too, which was par for the course at this point. But whatever came out of that jar, they only hoped that Ichiro Suun Li had no idea what to do with it, for if he did have the knowledge, there was telling what that might mean.
"Fine...we'll open the jar for you and then you'll let everyone go," David said. He gave a curt nod and the jar glowed brightly, as they touched it. Snow touched the top of the jar and the seal closure dissolved. A poof of mist was released from the jar and they cautiously looked inside.
"Give me what's inside now!" Li demanded. David dumped the contents into his hands and he looked at the object in awe.
Once Killian docked the ship, Leroy was there with a van and took them all back to the station. Rose waited anxiously and ran to him the moment she saw him, throwing her arms around him. He smiled and ensconced her in his firm embrace, as she kissed him passionately.
"I was so worried…" she fretted, as their lips parted.
"I know, my angel...but I'm fine and the mission was a success," he replied, as he held her in his arms.
"I'm so glad you rescued them and no one was hurt," she said.
"No one except the doctor," Hyde mentioned, which drew their attention.
"What?" Emma asked.
"He's alive...but I lopped off his hands. He wasn't able to use his demon magic to regrow his limbs. While I'm sure he'll find a way to regain what he has now lost, it was still a victory since it seems that Hyde invented something that was definitely a match for him," Fandral replied.
"And that combination of science with the magic of the chalice could be the key. It might give my parents exactly what they need to end him for good," Emma realized.
"Yes...we were thinking that exactly," Fandral said.
"Which is good...considering the horror he has planned," Zorro replied, as Killian joined Emma and put his arm around her.
"He wants your star gem," he said wearily.
"Mine?" she asked.
"And your parents...siblings too and he has a way to do it," he revealed.
"I'm so sorry...I developed what he asked for. I didn't want to...but I couldn't let him hurt my daughter," Hiram apologized. She nodded.
"It's not your fault. Any of us would do anything for our kids," Emma said.
"So...what is this device?" Rose asked.
"A pair of gloves, not unlike the magic ones he has made for Rodmilla Tremaine. Except instead of giving the user synthetic magic, these gloves will allow him to rip hearts and extract the star gems, without damage to the heart," Fandral explained.
"He also built a staff of sorts to harness the gems and channel their power," Zorro said.
"Oh my God...he'd have control over us, wouldn't he?" Emma asked.
"I'm afraid so...we destroyed these abominations, but I'm afraid it's only a matter of time before he rebuilds them," Fandral replied.
"Yes...he has my blueprints, which means he can recreate my work now," Hiram said regrettably.
" least we know what he's up to now. But even with magic, Cora couldn't rip my heart when she tried. Though somehow I doubt Jekyll will have the same problem. He always seems to bypass our magic with science," Emma replied.
"But like you said, we know what he plans now and we can prepare," Fandral said. They nodded.
"Yeah...getting him away from that damned island is key I think and that won't be easy," Killian said.
"Yeah...but I know my parents. Between them, Gold, and Regina, they'll come up with something," Emma assured him, as she turned to Hiram and his daughter.
"Your place is still a mess, but we can drop you off at Granny's until your place can be cleaned up and repaired," Emma said.
"Thank you, but I have plenty of room at my place. They can stay with me," Hyde replied. She nodded.
"Thanks again for all the help. I'll tell my parents about everything and your new invention," she said. He nodded and turned to Fandral, before putting his hand out. Fandral accepted the gesture and shook his hand.
"Thank you for helping to save them," Hyde said.
"Anything for family," Fandral replied, as Rose put her arms around him and they watched them go. He looked down at her and rested his hand on the small swell there.
"Let's return home to our family," he suggested, as he kissed her gently.
"Us too," Emma agreed, as Leroy took over for the night shift and they went home for the evening.
King Runeard took a late night stroll that evening in Arendelle. He wore a thick cloak and a hood so as to not be recognized. But there were very few out and about in the twilight hours. It seemed his Kingdom knew peace, but peace had always made him a restless soul. He had great ambitions for Arendelle. Eliminating the threat of magic would have ensured that he could have grown Arendelle's armed forces and eventually invaded certain Kingdoms with no magical protection. At least, that had been the plan. The Northuldra posed a great threat if they decided to help other Kingdoms and that was why he had targeted them first. He planned to take them out and then move on the Kingdom furthest north in Misthaven.
At that time, few Kingdoms had magical protection and he knew enough about fairies to know that they wouldn't intervene in mortal wars. Zeus had rarely ever involved himself in mortal quarrels, unless his wayward family members found themselves entangled with mortals. Arendelle was to become a conquering nation and assimilate Misthaven accordingly. Peace meant nothing if you had no power to keep the peace. Or at least his version of peace, which meant control of anything and everything he could see.
Magic could spoil it all. Magic, to him, was the pathway to everything unnatural. He believed in working for everything you had and yet someone with magic could have it all with no effort at all. To him, the easy path was the path to destruction. Magic always came with a price, after all. But instead of his adversaries paying the price for their magic, he had paid that price. He had only been trying to rid the world of power no one should have and as a result, he was banished when that power sought to destroy him. He took pride in that. He had disrupted the balance and was punished for it.
His first years, wandering the desolate netherworld, had been uneventful. But one day, a vision came to him and he saw Arendelle under the onslaught of magic. Magic unleashed by his own bloodline, proving to him how devastating such power could be. The spirit of the Northuldra apparently had lived on, not only in his own bloodline, but another as well. The Northuldra had chosen a new bloodline to bestow its gifts upon. The children of parents, championed by a Goddess. In his absence, the magic had grown and spread like a disease, ensuring that no order could ever be restored. Unless he restored it. A reset could fix the problem.
"Disgusting, isn't it?" a female voice said, as he watched magic rule this world.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"I am Gothel...and I wanted the same as you. To unmake the world and return it to a former glory. But I failed, thanks to that little family," she said.
"You have magic too…" he said in disgust. She smirked.
"No longer...I don't even exist anymore. They erased me and now I am this," she said, as she touched a small sprout that had managed to grow from the desolate ground. He watched it wither and turn to ash.
"Everything I now touch dies...I now kill my lovely creations," she said sadly.
"A terrible existence, indeed. For you anyway," he said, as he approached.
"For me though...I would use such to unmake the world too. Magic must die. Only then can order be restored," he replied.
"Touch me and it will be you that turns to ash," she warned. But he surprised her and gripped her throat. His skin began to slowly turn gray, but he persisted to choke her, until the gray receded and began to turn on her. She looked at him with wide eyes, alarmed that he had easily overpowered her.
"I'm afraid not. I have been here much longer and know the tricks of this place," he boasted.
"And you are no longer a are nothing more than a weed that needs yanked out. You will wither...but this ability you have will pass to me," he added.
"And then...when I get free, the realms will get a do-over with me at the helm," he said. She barely screamed, as she turned to dust and her ability to drain life transferred to him.
In this new land, magic meant life and most importantly love. Light magic dueled with dark magic, but as far as he was concerned, it all needed wiped out. Only then would the elements go back to being balanced. Only when people were not wielding them could things be right. He looked at his hands in amazement. He had the power to shred everything down to nothing and start anew. And if he was ever freed, he would do so.
Now that he was free, he had spent his first few days observing this world and as he stared at his grand castle before him, his anger only grew. His own bloodline had been infected by the last of the Northuldra. But worse than that, an outsider sat on his former Throne; one from the very family chosen by the elements. It was an abomination, but he would soon rectify that.
The earlier scuffle with Dr. Jekyll had proven that he would only stand in the way of what Runeard wanted. He didn't like that the demon was impervious to his ability, but he was a patient man. He would let the doctor war with the Charmings and eventually lose. The other peons were of little concern. If they crossed him, then one touch would rid him of their nuisance. He turned back toward the Fjord and smirked, as he saw the waters beginning to churn violently. He would enjoy leaving these types of parting gifts in his wake though. As he made his way back to the sanctuary of Pleasure Island, a storm began to rage in Arendelle once again.
"What is this?" Li asked, as his face twisted in disgust.
"A rock? This is what you've been going on about for years?" Charles asked.
"All we've heard is the story of this stupid jar and how it's got some all magical power inside," Ginger agreed.
"Shut up!" Li snapped at his cohorts, as he looked curiously at the green stone that looked to be shaped like a heavily stylized fish hook.
"There must be more to this! Get it to work!" he demanded, as he placed it in Snow's hand.
"And what exactly do you expect us to do with this?" Snow asked. They remembered their vision, but if there was something significant about this rock, they weren't about to tell him.
"Make it work!" he shouted.
"'s a rock," Bobby said, as he looked at it and picked it up to examine it.
"It's a pretty cool rock though," he mentioned.
"No...there has to be more! This cannot be all there is to the secrets of my ancestors!" Li ranted.
"We did as you asked. Now you'll disarm the explosives and let everyone go," David said sternly.
"'ll figure out what this is! Or everyone dies...starting with her!" Li threatened, as he grabbed Snow's arm and pulled her toward him. He pulled a curved blade from his belt and put it to her throat.
"Well, that was stupid," Bobby commented.
"Very," David agreed, as Snow knocked her head back into his face and he held his nose in pain. The three perpetrators were suddenly stricken and unable to move, thanks to Rumple and David and Xander cuffed all three.
"There were five of you supposed to be in attendance tonight," Patricia said, as she moved to interrogate them.
"Now, I know General Mendoza is likely in the shadows somewhere and using his own, innocent soldiers to protect him. But that still leaves one of you out there," she added and they heard a slow, mocking clap. They could hear the tapping of high heels on the floor, as a woman emerged from the shadows.
"Bravissimo, truest loves. A magnificent show, indeed," a stunning blonde said, as she came forward.
"Who the hell are you?" David asked bluntly. She smirked and blew out a breath.
" abrasive. No tact...and sinfully handsome too. How exciting," she commented.
"I recognize're…" Snow said, with scrutiny and blocked her path to Charming.
"Callista Stavros...and you must be the famed and fairest Snow White," she said, with an edge in her voice.
"Clayton was quite obsessed with you...and her," she added, as she looked at Aphrodite. Her distaste for the Goddess was evident in the daggers she was shooting at the other blonde. Snow rolled her eyes.
"Well, whatever grievances you have with us are misplaced. Clayton was a creep and it's on you for getting involved with him," the raven haired beauty said.
"Oh, you don't need to lecture me, princess. I know exactly what he was...but he still gave me my son, who you have locked away. You're going to release him or a lot of innocent people are going to die," Callista threatened," as her eyes scanned the room and landed on Natalie. She smirked.
"Looks like I'm going to be a grandmother soon," she said. Robert and Thalia blocked her path to Natalie, as did Snow and Charming.
"Not happening...Clayton's line is one that needs to die with him and your son," David responded. She smirked.
"I warned you...and now you're all going to pay," she hissed, as they heard a boom of thunder from outside. They saw her eyes begin to glow yellow.
"'s been so long since I have felt magic coursing through my veins," she said.
"How do you have magic?" Snow questioned.
"She's a I know why you're familiar…" Aphrodite said, as the roof above them was suddenly ripped off by her magic. The sea from the ocean churned off the coastline and threatened to breach the land.
"Who is she?" Regina asked.
"Calypso…" Aphrodite answered, as they watched her arms become tentacles. She immediately went for James and wrapped a tentacle around him, snapping him away from his wife.
"Looks like Clayton had a child with a Goddess, after all...just not the one he wanted," Rumple commented.
"James!" she cried, as she ran after him, but the other Goddess batted her away.
"Hey Succubus...I can do that too!" Bobby called, as vines erupted from the floor and wrapped around her. She screamed in agony, as the thorny vines pierced her skin. David swung his blade and sliced through her tentacle, releasing his twin, who he helped pull back.
"Thanks...Aphrodite!" he called, as he found his wife getting up, after being hurled into a wall.
"I'm fine," she assured him, as they watched Calypso grow in size.
"Let's see if you can stop a flood...boy," she roared and they hurried outside, only to see that she had created a waterspout; a twister over the water that was threatening serious damage to the whole city, endangering thousands.
" would be the time for backup," David said into his phone. Within minutes, a sparkling orange portal opened up, depositing Emma there.
"Holy crap on a cracker," she uttered, as she joined her family.
"Who the hell is that?" Leo asked, as he and Elsa came through another portal.
"Calypso...also Johnny's mother," Snow told them.
"Well...she seems a lot different than the myths I read," Eva said, as a portal deposited her as well.
"She is...she is not a recluse waiting on an island for wayward sailors at all," Aphrodite replied.
"Wow…I guess one of the heads of these families being immortal makes sense," Summer said, as she was the final one to join them. Her tentacles whipped around and damaged the buildings around her, sending chunks of them flying and turning them into dangerous falling objects. Summer gasped and started putting as many of the falling pieces into bubbles as she could. But one large piece fell directly on the three heads of the families they had arrested, including Mr. Li, crushing them all. It was a gruesome end, but these three had probably ruined many lives and were all heartless and none would shed a tear.
"We need to shut this down quickly or there are going to be some innocent people that get hurt!" Emma called.
"Storm we did with Seth!" Leo suggested.
"That's perfect!" Bobby said, as they prepared to isolate her and themselves inside a combination of their powers.
"She's flailing around too much for me to get a bubble around her!" Summer cried, as the Goddess continued her ballistic assault on the city.
"Leave that to me," Elsa said, as she created an icy path for herself and then used it like she was ice skating to get close enough to Calypso. She unleashed her powers and slid all the way around her, freezing her legs to the ground.
"You insolent brat!" Calypso cried, as she found herself immobile from the waist down. She slapped Elsa away with one of her tentacles and she went flying through the air.
"Elsa!" Leo cried, but Summer released a bubble and captured her safely inside, allowing her to float to safety.
"Thanks," Leo said in relief. Summer smiled at him.
" big bubble coming up," she said, as she released one and encased her and all of them inside.
"What is this!?" Calypso growled, as she tried to burst through the bubble.
"Eye of the Storm," Bobby said.
"Eye of the Storm," his siblings agreed.
"I'll crush you all!" she threatened, as her tentacles snapped at them, trying to capture one of them in her coils. Snow aimed and fired an arrow, hitting her in the chest. She screeched in pain and plucked the arrow out of her chest, glaring down at her.
"You'll have to do better than that, fairest one," she hissed, but the arrow in her hand exploded and burned one tentacle very badly.
"Those exploding arrows were a really good idea," David said, as he put his arm around her.
"They were...Henry's love of comic books usually serves us well," she agreed, as Calypso looked at the damage done to her.
"You little bitch! If I wasn't hearing about the Goddess, Clayton was going on about you!" she raged, as she flailed her tentacles in their direction.
"You weren't even a Goddess...and he wanted you over me! I was just the convenient choice in case he couldn't use you or that blonde bimbo to have his spawn!" she hissed.
"I've cursed your name many times and now I'm going to squeeze the life out of you and make your beloved watch!" she growled, but Leo stepped in front of his parents.
"Nope…" he said, as he unleashed his powers, adding an electric layer to the barrier around them. There was a sharp gust of wind, as Eva added her pink colored magic to her twin's. Emma joined them, adding her white fire to the bubble around them.
"What do you brats think you're doing?!" she screamed.
"Oh, you're about to find out, Octopus breath," Bobby quipped, as he harnessed the power of the bubble and used his own power to shrink it down around them.
"You think this little bubble is going to destroy me?" she asked.
"No...but I am," Bobby replied, as his siblings and parents all put their hands on his shoulders, channeling their elements through him. His eyes glowed rainbow and he drew the power into a bright, multi colored ball. She barely had time to scream, as it hit her and they exited the bubble, before she was destroyed. When the explosion ceased and they lifted the shield, they saw that there was nothing left of her but ash. The damage to the city around them was done though, but four heads of these families had been taken out.
"Any idea where your General friend is?" David asked.
"Probably watching all this right now from a well insulated place. Getting to him will be the hardest, but four out of five tonight was quite a blow. The rest of them will be on high alert after this," Patricia replied.
"Then let's repair the damage and go home," Regina said, as she and Rumple assisted Emma and Bobby in repairing all the damage to the city that they could. Summer used her powers to help the water recede back into the ocean and David sheathed his sword.
"As usual...we make a pretty good team," Snow said. He smiled down at her and then kissed her tenderly.
"Only you two would make out after you drop four bodies," Goldie commented, as their lips parted.
"First of all, we didn't kill those three and Calypso would have killed us all, including you, unless we destroyed her first," David argued.
"Perhaps...but before you two and your magical brats came along, this land didn't have to deal with monsters like that. Something tells me that many would be happy to see you go and never come back," Goldie said, as they saw the army trucks arriving.
"We're helping free them from some very bad people. Maybe you could report the truth for once," Snow snapped.
"People they don't even know exist. You may think you're doing good, but that's not how a lot of people will see it. They didn't ask for a Savior. Maybe you two should stop forcing your kids to be those saviors," Goldie argued.
"Oh shut up, you two bit hack. Our parents don't force us to do anything," Bobby said, with irritation.
"Excuse me?" she questioned.
"You heard me. Find your own way back to Storybrooke," he said. Snow and David smirked, as they made their way through the portal, leaving her and Grimm behind.
"Oh I loathe them," Goldie growled.
"Come on, let's get back. I could only smuggle one bean out of the field without getting caught. We'll need to rent a car and drive back," he said.
"That's fine...we can podcast in the car," she replied.
"So all that crap and all that's in the jar is a rock?" Emma asked, as she shoveled onion rings in her face. It was late, but they were starving and Joe and Frankie insisted on cooking for them before they closed up, for which they were grateful.
"Yeah...but it's a cool rock. I think I'm gonna put it on a lanyard and wear it," Bobby said. Regina helped him out and attached it one for him with magic.
"Thanks Nana," he said, as he put it on, just as his parents exchanged a glance again.
"Okay you two...what do you know about this? I can tell there's something," Regina said.
"Well...we sort of had a vision when we got close to the jar and it glowed," Snow said.
"This thing doesn't even look like a jar," Leo commented, as he looked it over and inside.
"What did you see?" Summer asked.
"Our predecessors and their advisor," David revealed.
"Tao was his name," Aphrodite recalled. They nodded.
"Whatever this rock is...I think there is more to it," Snow said.
"And whatever secrets this thing has...apparently, it's in a book," David replied.
"Of's always a book, isn't it?" Regina questioned.
"Do you think the people of Mu might know what it is?" Eva asked.
"It's worth a shot going and talking to Queen Nubia and then if they can tell us about this book, it will give Rose a bit more to go on," Natalie replied, as she examined the artifact. Bobby knew his Aunt loved artifacts like this.
"I think...this is a Pounama stone," she said.
"A what?" Bobby asked. She smiled.
"It's a durable stone, usually found in New Zealand and sometimes on other Pacific Islands. It wouldn't surprise me if they were common on Mu," Natalie replied.
"Cool...can I come with you when you go tomorrow?" Bobby asked.
"To see Zia?" Leo asked, as he nudged his baby brother.
"No…" Bobby protested, as all eyes looked at him.
"Maybe," he muttered and Snow smiled.
"Of course sweetie...but for now, I think we should all go home and get some sleep," Snow said.
"Uh there's more that went on while you were gone, but it can wait till morning. I'll tell you then," Emma said. They nodded and parted ways for the night.
The small private plane landed on the equally as private airstrip. Mendoza, in his full military uniform, complete with all his decorations as the three star General he was, stepped off and made his way inside the building where a car awaited him. He got in and nodded curtly to the woman there, drinking expensive wine. The car drove them to the undisclosed location where they would meet with the rest of the heads of their secret organization.
"Seven," she finally said.
"Ms. Blaine…" Mendoza started to say.
"Save it," she snapped.
"They have killed seven of us, including Ms. Stavros!" she hissed.
"Operations all over the world are on the verge of collapsing with this news! She took over for Clayton when he was killed. Without's a serious blow!" she shouted.
"Relax…I have a plan," Mendoza insisted.
"Your last plan to lure them to Washington DC for ambush worked out splendidly," she pointed out.
"How was I supposed to know that Callista has really been the Goddess Calypso this whole time and allowed the lure of magic to play her hand too soon?" he snapped back and she was silent. That had been a surprise to all of them.
"The others are refusing to agree to anymore appearances. These two...and their children can kill Gods and Goddesses. They want a solution and I seriously hope you have one or you might join the others," she threatened.
"I do have a new plan. It will take time, but it's in the works," he said.
"It better be good," she said, as the car continued on. Once at the undisclosed location, he would reveal his plan…
Snow mewled, as he kissed her passionately, moving his lips over hers in a sensual rhythm. She felt boneless and sated after her husband made love to her. She sighed, as his lips trailed down her jawline and to her neck, giving her goosebumps all over.
"Charming…" she murmured, as he moved back up and kissed her lips again. Eventually, they settled down and she rested half atop him, as their legs remained entangled beneath the bedclothes. She rested against his chest and he gently stroked her naked back.
"It's good to be home," she said. He dropped a kiss to her hair.
"Definitely…I'll be glad when we don't have to leave. This is where we belong," he said.
"Mmm…I agree. We just keep running into monsters. Here and out there," she replied.
"I know...but I also know our love is always going to win out. I have faith," he assured her. She smiled and kissed him tenderly, while stroking his handsome face.
"Me too, my love," she agreed, as they settled down and sleep finally took them. Tomorrow was likely another busy day in their fight against the forces of darkness around them. But they would never hesitate to face it head on and knew love would always light the way...
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