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Belle is dusting the shop. Rumple has such a lovely collection but he only occasionally remembers to clean it. Having started, she can see why he avoids the task- there's all sorts of small, delicate pieces that accumulate just horrific amounts of dust- but she refuses to let that stop her. The shop is entirely too dusty, and she is going to fix it.

It's something to do, at least. She doesn't need to be in the library for another hour or so, and Rumple's gone off somewhere again. She suspects he's getting her a present again. She keeps telling him he doesn't need to buy her things, she loves him just the same, but the fact that he thinks to buy her gifts makes her so happy she hasn't really made him stop.

She's free, she's found Rumple, he loves her, she loves him. Life is good. And right now, at this second- this shop is going to be spotless.

She moves onto the next piece, humming to herself in contentment.

Date: 2014-09-24 03:50 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] made_not_born
"I said no, Henry," Regina says firmly, pretending this 'Mom' was directed at her. And then, to Lynn, "Let's get you clothes, so you," and Emma, "can be on your way. Henry, will you help Mr... Sorlas, was it? Help Adarin find something to wear in your grandfather's things, please."

She heads into the house. Clothing hunting time.
Edited Date: 2014-09-24 03:52 am (UTC)

Date: 2014-09-24 03:56 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] my_own_savior
Emma gives Regina a look and then sighs, again. She kneels down to Henry's level.

"Hey, kiddo. You can keep an eye on 'Definitely not the Dark One' over there, while I'm gone? Someone's got to. He might be in your book."
Edited Date: 2014-09-24 03:57 am (UTC)

Date: 2014-09-24 04:00 am (UTC)
darkest_evening: (Default)
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"I'm not the Dark One," drawls Adarin. "Black isn't even my color."

Date: 2014-09-24 04:01 am (UTC)
blooded_poet: (Default)
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Lynn follows Regina inside for clothing hunting. Hurray, clothing.

Date: 2014-09-24 04:11 am (UTC)
done_reading: (surprised)
From: [personal profile] done_reading
"I don't know what you're going to wear then," Henry tells him frankly, "I think Grandpa Henry mostly work black." But he leads him inside to the section of the attic where Regina stored her father's things. It's dusty, but otherwise surprisingly clean. He starts taking things out and dumping them on a nearby trunk to act as a table; they're all regular, servicable outfits, but they do (as promised) include quite a bit of black, and some extremely high collars.

Date: 2014-09-24 04:13 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] made_not_born
Meanwhile, Regina has dug out some of her older, less mayor-y outfits. She mostly wears them for gardening- she is particularly fond of her apple tree- but there's enough of them that she can spare a few for a couple days. (It means getting Henry to herself...)

She lays them out on her bed. "Any of these should be fine. Any thoughts?"

Date: 2014-09-24 04:24 am (UTC)
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Adarin - looks through the clothes. He does not look pleased.

"I'm tempted to continue wearing my ordinary clothes," he says. "And politely decline wearing - these."

Date: 2014-09-24 04:28 am (UTC)
blooded_poet: (I like you)
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"These will do fine," shrugs Lynn. "Thank you."

Date: 2014-09-24 04:32 am (UTC)
done_reading: (surprised)
From: [personal profile] done_reading
"You're not leaving town, it probably don't matter much," Henry shrugs, clearly not really caring. "Maybe just if you want something to change into. So, hey, do you know where they're going? Why's my mom going too?"

Date: 2014-09-24 04:33 am (UTC)
made_not_born: (smiling)
From: [personal profile] made_not_born
"Well then, you're all set," Regina says, smiling. It's an actual real smile this time- Henry!- as she leads Lynn back to Emma. Henry Henry Henry.

Date: 2014-09-24 04:38 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] darkest_evening
"Lynn is good at finding things," explains Adarin. "She is finding something for Rumplestiltskin, and Emma's helping because she owes Rumplestiltskin a favor and Lynn would be utterly lost in a foreign plane on her own."

Date: 2014-09-24 04:42 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] blooded_poet
Lynn fits the clothes reasonably well (they're a bit big on her, but not too bad) and doesn't fit in any of Regina's shoes - she sticks with her own, which look a little rustic, but not noticeably so.

"Thank you," she says, sincerely.

Date: 2014-09-24 04:48 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] done_reading
Henry scowls at 'owes Rumplestiltskin a favor', but then brightens. "Oh! It's Baelfire, right? Rumplestiltskin's son? The Book said he went to a land without magic, I bet that's here!"

Date: 2014-09-24 04:52 am (UTC)
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Sloooow blink. Oh, he's one of those children. The ones that get into everything. And now he's talking to the one person who, after five hundred years, is still pretty terrible at lying. Great.

"The book? Emma mentioned a book earlier, is that the one you're talking about? What's in it, besides, presumably, Baelfire and Rumplestiltskin?"

Date: 2014-09-24 04:56 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] done_reading
"Everybody! See, the Evil Queen cast a curse, to send everyone from the Enchanted Forest to our world. So all the people we think are from stories are real! And Emma's my mom, and she's the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming, and she saved everyone from the curse with True Love." He sighs. "Isn't she great?"

Date: 2014-09-24 04:59 am (UTC)
darkest_evening: (Pause for effect)
From: [personal profile] darkest_evening
"She seemed all right when I met her. I'm sorry - 'True Love'?"

Date: 2014-09-24 05:02 am (UTC)
done_reading: (smiling)
From: [personal profile] done_reading
"Yeah," Henry says, with a strong overtone of duh. "True Love is the strongest magic there is. My mom wanted Emma to leave, and Emma didn't believe me about the curse, so my mom almost got her to eat a magic apple. But I knew what it was, because of The Book! So I ate it, to prove it to her, but then I fell asleep instead. So she kissed me on the forehead, and True Love broke the spell, and the curse. So now I'm fine and everyone remembers the Enchanted Forest again." He's beaming with pride.

An onlooker could be forgiven for being confused at how quickly he switches between calling Regina and Emma 'mom'.

Date: 2014-09-24 05:11 am (UTC)
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"Congratulations," says Adarin, because that is obviously the answer Henry was looking for. Then he asks, "True - True Love is the strongest magic there is?"

Date: 2014-09-24 05:21 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] done_reading
"Yessss?" says Henry, looking at Adarin like he's maybe a bit slow. "When Mom kissed me to wake me up, and it was True Love, so there was this big FOOMPH wave thing that went out through the town, and I woke up, and everyone remembered everything. And Mr. Gold had some more bottled in a jar, which my mom had saved from a dragon in the library, and he used that to bring magic back to the town. So now there's magic in a world that didn't have any. That's how strong it is."

Date: 2014-09-24 05:24 am (UTC)
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"'True Love,'" he clarifies, "does not do that in my plane. At - at all."

Date: 2014-09-24 05:26 am (UTC)
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Henry grins. "Well, it's good you're here then!"

Date: 2014-09-24 05:29 am (UTC)
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"I - am not currently in love with anyone, so - it's just a thing that exists and is a quirk about the plane, for me."

Date: 2014-09-24 05:37 am (UTC)
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"I'm not in love with anyone," Henry points out. "It's True Love, not dating."

Henry is very into his fairy tales, but girls still have cooties.

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