Sep 11, 2018
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“We could get arrested for this.” - Swanfire, perhaps in Storybrooke?
A really short addition to my Sweet Home Storybrooke story, which I really need to work on updating.
11. “We could get arrested for this.”
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Neal started digging around through the junk drawer,trying to find his keys. He promised Graham and a few of the guys he’d meet themat the Rabbit Hole for pool. He tried to avoid the bar as much as possible sohe could stay sober, but he knew he’d be okay. Just as he was about to grabthem, he came across an old polaroid, turned over. Slowly, he flipped it overand his heart skipped a beat.
There on the flimsy, fading picture was him and Emma,they were about 10-years-old, a raggedy old cat in their arms, beaming proudly.He had almost forgotten that it was in there. After Emma took off, he couldn’t bringhimself to get rid of the pictures, so he hid them around the home, in placeshe’d probably never be able to find.
The picture, combined with Emma’s sudden appearance intown brought him back to how they got the cat in the first place…
18Years Ago
Emma carefully reached a hand through the ripped screendoor, feeling around for the handle and pushing it open. Neal snuck in behindher, his eyes darting around.
“We could get arrested for this,” he whispered.
“Not if you keep your trap shut,” Emma whispered back.“Now come on, let’s find the cat and go.”
Neal sighed, following behind his best friend. Theysnuck past drunk old Moe French, into the back of the house. It had been madeclear to him that he abused the old cat and was neglecting him, Emma was havingnone of that. All creatures, big or small, deserved to be treated with respect.So, she had talked Neal into stealing the cat with her. After all, his papa hadsaid that he could get a pet.
Going into the bedroom, they found Socks leaningagainst the bed, mewing a bit. Emma reached into her backpack and pulled out a Ziplocbag of tuna that she had brought along with her. Opening it up, she offered itout to the cat.
“Here kitty, kitty,” she said. Hesitantly, the mangyball of grey fur came closer to them, dipping his head in the bag to eat. “Therewe go, you can have more of that, if you just come with us.”
Socks followed them out of the room and they snuckcarefully through the living room to get back out the door. Neal gathered socksinto his arms, opened the door and they took off like a shot. Emma giggled, grabbingNeal’s hand as they ran.
“You’re crazy, Emma!” He shouted once they were faraway from the house.
“Yeah, well you’re my best friend, so what does thatsay about you?”
“Point.”
To their surprise, Socks stayed in Neal’s arms the wayback to his house. Gold was up in bed, unaware that the friends had snuck outof the house. Neal settled Socks onto a blanket in his room and they laid on eitherside of him. They got him some more food along with water and watched himgobble it all up.
“At least Mr. French can never hurt him again,” Emmasaid.
“You don’t think he’ll go looking for him?” Nealasked.
“I see Socks wondering around all the time, he nevercares.” She scoffed. “Socks only went back because he knew it as home.” Shescratched the cat behind the ears. “This is your new home.”
“My dad probably won’t let me keep him.”
“I’ll talk him into it.”
Neal snorted. “Yeah right.”
“I talked you into saving him, didn’t I?”
“Suppose you did. Bossy.”
“Shut up.” Emma shoved him, but stayed smiling. “We’regonna be friends forever, right Bae?”
“Of course. How else are we supposed to get marriedwhen we’re older?”
InThe Present
Neal stared at the picture a few minutes longer. Hecould still remember the following day, Gold discovering the cat and Emma doingher best to just let Neal keep him. In the end, Gold did end up talking to Moe,who said if they wanted the cat so bad, they could keep him.
What he wouldn’t give to go back to those days, to bea naïve kid, saving the world with his best friend. He wondered what would’ve happenedif Emma hadn’t gotten pregnant their senior year, if they would’ve foundanother way to make it.
“Probably not,” he mumbled to himself.
He went to tear the picture up, but then stoppedhimself. Instead, he slid it back into the drawer and walked out of the house.
50 Dialogue Prompts
I was (sort of?) tagged by @swanfireheart (who said they tag anyone who wants to do this and I absolutely want to do this! So thanks for "tagging" me)
Rules: List 10 favorite characters from 10 fandoms and tag 10 people
1. Spencer Reid, Criminal Minds
2. Nora Darhk, Legends of Tomorrow
3. Riley Davis, MacGyver
4. Eric Matthews, Boy Meets World
5. Neal Cassidy, Once Upon a Time
6. Juliet Higgins, Magnum PI
7. Tani Rey, Hawaii Five-0
8. Cisco Ramon, The Flash
9. Jason Mendoza, The Good Place
10. Laurel Lance, Arrow
This was harder than expected, but really fun!
I tag: Anyone who wants to do this!
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get to know the mun | @swanfireheart
(ง'̀-‘́)ง: are you okay?
at the moment? ehhhh
overall? ye
‘ you can’t leave me. don’t leave me. ’ (from warriorswithheart Nymphadora Tonks to Remus)
Remus closed his eyes tightly, scrubbing hands over his scarred face. “We can’t keep pretending that we can do this, Tonks. This... It isn’t going to work.” You deserve better. He could shout that at her. She deserved someone her own age, someone without his affliction that could give her a life-- not make her another outcast. It would’ve been one thing if his ‘furry problem’ had still been unregistered. Maybe he could ignore the rest if he could still get a job.
“I haven’t even got a home to go to. I’ve never had one-- I’ve nothing to offer you...” A sigh left him. He’d been staying with Sirius, off and on. Disappearing off by himself time to time. He had been planning to go back to what he did in the early years after the war. Integrate back into the muggle world for a bit, get a job in a shop where he could at least provide for himself. But with what Dumbledore had planned, it was no use. He’d be running soon. “And.. I’ll be off soon, anyway. For I don’t know how long. And.. I should go now.”
Hey, do I need to check in for the bigbang or is that just for writers?
Yes, artists need to check in as well!
Happiest of birthday's to you! <3 I hope today is special as well as full of laughter, light, and loveliness.
aww, thank you so much! this is so sweet??? <3
swanfireheart replied to your post: Confession: whenever I read your url, I read it as...
I read it Son-Red. For some reason I drop the de. :)
hahaha! that is so interesting omg