♔welcome to storybrooke

[elle;;]

The pirate seemed to not have noticed her until she started talking as he sipped his cup of coffee. What was on his mind? There could be plenty of things, she thought, but the one thought that stuck out the most was Emma. They were in a relationship, after all. Had something happened between them? She noticed that they were sitting at different tables. If Emma or Hook wanted to talk about it with her or themselves, she was open to it. Mary Margaret liked to help people with problems so that they ended up happy. It was even better if it had to do with helping out with relationships, as she loved seeing a couple living a happy life.

She listened to Hook's response, and offered a small smile at it. "Yes, I definitely agree with you," the black haired woman said before going into thought again. "Is there something specific that's supposed to be the worm for you?" Perhaps it was just coffee, or just the saying itself, but she still felt interesting in hearing his reply. Before she could hear that though, she thought about the question he had asked her. Her little Prince Neal. It must have been weird for Emma when she met her newborn brother for the first time at twenty-nine, but in the fairytale characters lives, nothing really happened normally. "Neal is doing wonderful," she decided to say, which was the summarized truth. He turned out to be everything she dreamed of when having a little child, even with the sleepless nights, changing diapers and rushed mornings. "Sometimes I don't get much sleep, but I think it'll be worth it in the end." Mary Margaret's smile widened as she thought about David and Neal before turning her attention back to Hook.

⌈snow white - late thirties - location is granny's⌋

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❛ melody shivered a bit, she could still turn into a mermaid. she only had to take off the bracelet that regina made for her and her mother as she could swim off to wherever she desired. her parents were gone, the last time she had seen her mother was when she went to go find eric after the second curse. it saddened her, no letters. she was homeless. nothing but a no body. she walked passed the school, ducking under the windows and hoping not to be seen. maybe she would just return back to the beach or maybe even the docks. she decided to might as well, she had nothing better to do and walk towards the docks. she made it and dropped her bag beside her and slipped off her bracelet and jumped into the water. ❜

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❛ the captain took another long sip. he thought about her question, maybe he woke up early to find emma. he didn't really know the answer. ''you tell me.'' he muttered before mary margaret sprouted into talking about about her child. he grinned. ''you finally got what you wanted.'' he was truly happy that snow white finally was granted her wish, she never got to raise emma and now she could. he wondered where emma was anyways. he glanced up before looking behind him and seeing the familiar girl sitting and talking to belle. he chuckled to himself. of course, he didn't notice her. no wonder mary looked so worried. he looked back at her. ''im not fighting with emma, i didn't even notice her.'' he pushed the coffee mug away from him.❜

[sandpipers]

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Emma gave a small smile, "You and your books Belle." Emma turned her head again to see her mother walk into Granny's, her smile faltering slightly as she approached Killian, obviously trying to nitpick him a little bit about how her relationship with him stood. Emma loved Mary, but she did have to admit, her mother wasn't always the sneakiest when it came to getting information. She wasn't exactly quiet either, but the diner wasn't that big and Emma tended to eavesdrop a bit always, so she was able to hear the conversation between the two - or at least bits and pieces. Something about Prince Neal, some other things, and the last fragment of Killian's last words to Mary. This made Emma's ace go a bit sour, but he shrugged it off and faced Belle again, "How's Gold? Anything new with him?" She asked, trying to keep her mind off of her own problems for now.


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Audrey's eyes were still their bright golden color as she finally stopped at the docks, panting and trying to cache her breath. As she had fled from Granny's she had caught a glimpse of Mary-Margaret, who was the elementary school teacher at Storybrooke. Granted, with her new baby and all, she was taking a lot of time off of work, but it still made Audrey nervous. She gave a small sigh as she slung her backpack off, unzipping it to see what she had stored in it. When she heard footsteps, her crocodile-eyes returned, the pupils pin-point thin. She quickly slid in between some of the crates, watching the teenager approach the harbor docks. She thought that she saw a backpack slung over his shoulder, her thoughts were only confirmed as he slung it down on the ground. However she wouldn't reveal herself yet; she didn't want to startle the boy. She wouldn't get in any trouble seeing as how he was breaking the rules as well, so that was one thing less to worry about.

ooc: writer's block :c

[elle;;]

Mary Margaret noticed his tone when Hook had replied to him. He sounded negative, and as if he was a little lost. She knew that the pirate sitting in front of her had been through a lot, and that Emma would be an anchor to reality and safety. But Emma had her own problems, and she couldn't always be that anchor. Thinking of her daughter, Mary Margaret glanced over at her, sitting with Belle. She noticed that she had been looking at her, probably wondering what she was asking Hook.

Looking back at him, her eyes lit up with what he said. She certainly had gotten what she wanted, even though it took awhile. There still was a lot that could get in the way, but for right now, she was happy. The woman tried to not think about the threat over everyone's head here. They always seemed to keep coming back, even if they weren't the same exact threat. They still were dangerous to her and her family. Everything would end up alright, though, right? She and the rest of Storybrooke's citizens would protect themselves and end up living normal, happy lives. Well, maybe not normal.

The last bit of words he said made Mary Margaret feel relieved of some of the worries with their relationship. Though, taking another quick glance at Emma made her think otherwise. Her daughter seemed a bit distracted while she communicated to the woman in front of her. It was early, which could explain why. She still wondered, though. Mary Margaret looked at Hook, "Well, after she's done talking with Belle, I suggest you go and say hi." Her smile was still on her face, though not as large as it was awhile ago. "I should probably head back to check on Neal and David. But before I do that, I'm getting a cup of hot cocoa. It was nice talking to you, Hook." With her smile and a nod, she stood up and went to the counter. Thinking about it, she would probably get a little snack to bring back to David.

⌈snow white - late thirties - location is granny's⌋