Sep 5, 2014
(Flashback) Cursed Storybrooke-The Hatter and the Liar
He had been amazed. He had been in complete and utter shock, that the plan the 'other' version of himself-the hatter, though he loathed the word, had come up with had worked. The queen and sheriff were both secure, and to a degree he was sure they couldn't get out of. All he need to do, was prepare the supplies for when his sleeping beauties woke up. He was reaching for the nearby shears when the ringing of his doorbell startled him. He approached it warily, knowing only one other person who seemed free to acknowledge the curse. He pulled the door open with a large grin.
:Good evening."'