Ted Medvedev

Storybrooke resident. Part-time bear. The usual.

[bedofrosepetals-blog]

I can't get this thorn out

[bedofrosepetals-blog]

Nothing I can’t handle.

[notatedbear]

Right, I'm sure you're a very tough lady too.

[bedofrosepetals-blog]

I can't get this thorn out

[bedofrosepetals-blog]

I certainly like to think so.

[notatedbear]

And how's the thorn coming along, sweetheart?

[bedofrosepetals-blog]

I can't get this thorn out

[bedofrosepetals-blog]

Make sure you don’t forget.

Not selling it doesn’t mean I couldn’t own it.

[notatedbear]

We're a clever one, aren't we?

[notatedbear]

Saw some kids playing baseball when I was walking home. Guess the intramural sports season started. Go team!

[bedofrosepetals-blog]

I can't get this thorn out

[bedofrosepetals-blog]

People always underestimate flowers… some of them are poisonous, you know.

[notatedbear]

Oooh, I stand corrected.

Do florists sell hemlock nowadays?

[notatedbear]

Drabble: Fine Foods

It was his second day of being a bear, and he was starving. Before his curse, the thought never crossed his mind. Food was a valued commodity in the Northern Kingdom, what with the lack of farms, but noble families like his did not worry about such trivial matters.They worried about fighting each other, getting more barren land for their serfs to work to the bone until it froze with ice and snow.

Still, for someone who lived off game, it was remarkable that Bear hadn't managed to catch a single thing. His paws were too big to be silent, claws too slow to catch a single thing, and his teeth only snapped around air.

Bear was curled in a ball. Maybe the world would just forget him if he was still enough. No, no, he could find something. He had claws, teeth, muscles he was a Bear. He just had to remember that. A bear, not a man. He couldn't hunt like a man, he had to hunt like a bear.

The rabbits that night were the best he ever ate. It wasn't until years later when he was reminiscing that Bear realized he couldn't remember that hunt.

[notatedbear]

Chance || FTL || Jefferson and Bear

[manofthehat-blog-blog]

The bear’s question got a loud chuckle out of the Hatter. “Oh no, my furry friend,” he grinned, “not on my own I’m not.”

He held his hat up high in his palm, “This may seem like a normal hat but it can do things you wouldn’t believe. This hat,” he gestured, “can take me where ever and whenever I want to go.”

[notatedbear]

Good to hear. If the hat was the source of all his powers, they were a little closer to even footing. Well, Bear thought he was a little in the lead, outweighing the hatter by hundreds of pounds and twenty claws. "That hat?" Bear asked, pointing to it with his nose--a force of habit, lifting a paw tended to throw him off his balance, must have been part of being a bear.

"How? Do you have to have been there before? Know the place, I mean?" Bear felt full of questions, and not just because he liked to hear his own voice (having a conversation with a human had become rather difficult as of late).

[bedofrosepetals-blog]

I can't get this thorn out

[bedofrosepetals-blog]

I work with flowers, I wasn’t careful enough.

[notatedbear]

I never thought that working with flowers could be just a dangerous job.

[notatedbear]

Bite All the Hands || Ted, Ruby, Mary Margaret

[waitresswolf-blog]

“I don’t have any right to her! I never did!” she replied angrily. “She’s not a possession! No one owns her. Just because…” Ruby stopped herself before she got too sentimental. Now was not the time for that. “Just leave her alone Ted,” she said, watching him. “If you wanna harass someone, harass me. But just leave her alone. She’s never done anything wrong.”

[notatedbear]

Don't listen, just turn, throw it, and run. Oh, how simple it would have been. Hell, maybe Ruby would even get the blame for it, at first. That's what Ted should have done, in hindsight. Mess everything up even worse than he already had. But instead, he settled on a questioning look and asking, "Why? Why would you put yourself in her place, fully knowing that a good number of people would only make things worse?"

[notatedbear]

Bite All the Hands || Ted, Ruby, Mary Margaret

[waitresswolf-blog]

Ruby seethed, moving closer to him with narrowed eyes. “Why are you so determined to be an asshole? What did she ever do you?” she asked, knowing she didn’t need to clarify who she was talking about. It was pretty apparent at this point. 

[notatedbear]

"What?" Ted challenged, "I though everyone in Storybrooke was getting in line to take a swing at this punching bag. And after whoever it was did the last bit, I figured it was my turn." He chuckled lightly, salt in the wound at this point, "Besides, what makes you think you have any right to her?"

[notatedbear]

Bite All the Hands || Ted, Ruby, Mary Margaret

[waitresswolf-blog]

The waitress felt her hands clench at Ted’s words, wanting to turn and just leave, but too scared that he would then throw the rock at Mary’s window. She couldn’t let that happen. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” she asked, trying to keep her temper under control.

[notatedbear]

Still with half a smile, Ted shrugged elaborately  both of his hands coming up beside his head. Open palmed, except one still held the brick. "I don't know, it seems to mean a helluva lot more to you than it does to me? Something you want to get off your chest, Ruby? Or just angry that someone already is?"

[notatedbear]

Bite All the Hands || Ted, Ruby, Mary Margaret

[waitresswolf-blog]

“Or you could just drop the fucking rock, then I won’t have to call the sheriff and it would save both of us a hell of a lot of trouble,” she replied, eyeing the rock worriedly, her tone of voice not matching the bravery of her words. She wondered if she could tackle him, frowning as she realized that he was probably a lot stronger than her. “Come on Ted,” she said almost pleadingly, “Just drop it and we’ll pretend this never happened….”

[notatedbear]

He could have. Ted could have dropped the rock, gone back into a facade of sticking up for Ruby. Too bad he was too far gone. Hell, he'd spray painted a car, he couldn't go back. And it was really too bad that Ruby walked into that one, "Pretend it never happened? Is that how you're solving all your problems now?"

[notatedbear]

Bite All the Hands || Ted, Ruby, Mary Margaret

[waitresswolf-blog]

Ruby blushed furiously at Ted’s grin. They both knew why, but Ruby wasn’t going to give in so easily. “Because I know a lotta the people that live in that apartment building,” she said, shrugging a little. He had been caught, why couldn’t he just drop the damn rock and leave it alone. Sure he wasn’t stupid enough to actually throw it while she was watching him. Not when she had both the sheriff and the mayor on speed dial. 

[notatedbear]

"Well then," Ted said, under the grandeur that he had the upper hand for a little while, "It wouldn't matter to you if I sunk this in the corner pocket--" he jerked a thumb backward toward one of the apartments on the end, "Or right in the center?" He aimed back to the original target.

[callico-kitten]

[notatedbear]

I just had a terrifying dream.

There was no more flannel in Storybrooke. What would we to do?!?

[bedofrosepetals-blog]

I can't get this thorn out

It’s really starting to be bothersome. 

[notatedbear]

And how does one get a thorn stuck in them?

[notatedbear]

Bite All the Hands || Ted, Ruby, Mary Margaret

[waitresswolf-blog]

“Well most dogs are smarter than you, so I’m not really surprised,” Ruby retorted. Her hand slipped into the pocket of her coat as she watched he toss the rock, her fingers wrapping around her cell phone. Just in case. “Throw that rock and I’m going to have a personal problem with you,” she said, her eyes flicking up to the window despite her best efforts. She hoped Mary Margaret wasn’t home now, that she was somewhere else safe and sound. 

[notatedbear]

Damn, he walked into that one. Still, it could still work if he could goad her into saying something. "This doesn't cornern you, Ruby," he said, suddenly rocking back on his heels and changing his tune to a sly grin, "Although, I'm curious why you think it does."