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The Unresolved II: Chapter 9
"I think I'm going to be friends with someone. But Neal doesn't like him."
Regina had to quickly learn how to read between the lines, and exercise a great deal of patience. Robbi had a way of waiting until all her words were in order before she said anything important. On the surface this wasn't an unusual way of doing things.
But to Robbi, important could mean anything from discussing how her therapy had went that day, to asking if it was okay to use the toaster.
So, Regina made a concentrated effort to listen without jumping to conclusions, giving Robbi time to get everything out in the open, so as not to force something to happen. At the same time, this didn't stop her from frowning down at the sizzling skillet of ground beef, over the information she did have right now.
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Chapter 8: In Which There Are Tears
Henry had brought Rumpelstiltskin an undershirt, navy button-down, royal blue tie, pants, socks, and shoes to wear, and his black wool coat for when he was discharged. Sitting around in his pajamas to wait on doctors and talk to Archie was one thing, but leaving the hospital in them was another.
If only subconsciously, Henry appeared to understand Rumpelstiltskin's odd request. His mother was Regina, after all. Even when she and Rumpelstiltskin were at each other's throats looking for blood, he would admit she understood the importance of image. Her mother had probably taught her queens are the best dressed woman in any room, and never slouch. You were, at the end of the day, only as strong as your image to the average-minded person.
And Rumpelstiltskin was loathe to further the image that he was feeble. Or at least, not up to full strength. Yet.
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Chapter 5: In Which There Are Links
Cleo scrambled away from the dinner table up to her room. She had been in the middle of Adventures of Frog and Toad when Emma called her down for dinner. Cleo had only paused to put three Oreos on a plate because she was in the mood for cookies after reading about Frog and Toad's attempt to use willpower (and a box, string, and ladder,) to keep from eating all of their cookies.
Her daughter was precious.
As for her son...
Killian had went to pour himself his traditional post-dinner bit of rum while she started clearing the table. "You hear about the Crocodile?"
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Chapter 4: In Which Thoughts Are Lonely Things
The thing Robbi had always hated about school was the bell.
It wasn't the fact that it rang all the time. When class started, when it ended, when it was time for lunch, when recess was over, when it was time to go home. The sound was shrill and loud. She didn't understand why they even needed a bell, because all the kids kept an eye on the clock, waiting for the chance to leave the classroom. And that was why she hated the bell so much.
It started a stampede.
Robbi had always waited to go last when it was time to leave, for any reason. She was the last person to collect her lunchbox, the last person to put away her coat, the last to leave the classroom. She was never in so big a hurry that she'd risk being trampled just to get out the door faster, honestly, she wasn't sure why every other kid was in a hurry to jump in to the hallways. All the other classrooms emptied out in to the halls at the same time, and kids of all ages rushed for the exits, forcing each other along at the same pace.
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Chapter 6: In Which Gold Takes A First Step
Punctual as ever, Archie showed up at eleven and Henry made himself scarce to give his grandfather privacy to bare his soul.
Henry took his messenger bag out of the room with him. Nobody said anything because it wasn't too weird, Henry took the thing with him everywhere. It had a notebook, pens, (normal ones,) pencils, sometimes a book, he'd remembered a phone charger today. And some stuff like a firestarter, and a little first-aid kit, in case he fell down a portal to another realm.
It might seem a little paranoid, but Henry knew he wasn't the only one to think of stuff like that. Things had been quiet for years now, but nobody was ready to forget Peter Pan's attempted curse, Dark One ghost things, Camelot, the fire-breathing dragonflies, or the time Isaac Heller wrote the whole population in to a grimdark fanfiction. True, most curses of that nature would strip him of his belongings, but it was still best to be as prepared as possible.
Heller was now sulking in the basement across from Albert Spencer in a jail cell. Supposedly he spent his time writing fiction down there, but Henry never felt inclined to ask about it seriously.
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Chapter 2: In Which Cages Are Rattled
Oliver Gold was nine years old.
He liked ketchup a bit more than most people deemed natural. For example, on ham sandwiches, ones made without cheese. His favorite color was yellow because it was nice to look at. But most of his clothes seemed to be blue, and he wasn't sure how that happened. He loved to know things, and he hated not knowing things.
Like why Mrs. Gosling looked at him a second too long, before she had beckoned for Mrs. Nolan to leave the room during their math test.
When he had finished, Oliver tried to think of what he'd possibly done that the principal's secretary would be looking at him. Maybe it had something to do with Mrs. Nolan. That wouldn't have been too surprising, then. She had never been his favorite teacher, for a few reasons, but especially since she and all the Charmings, the self-appointed heroes in town that made up Henry's other family, had decided to leave Papa hanging in the breeze for the Black Cauldron.
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Chapter 7: In Which There Are Questions
David supposed the only people in Storybrooke who hadn't heard Mr. Gold was in the hospital lived under rocks. And even then, the dwarves might fill them in by the end of the day.
Now what those people did with that information was something else entirely. David, for example, was staying out of it.
He had texted Henry and asked if he wanted him to bring lunch by, since he was stopping at Granny's for the office it wouldn't be any trouble. David doubted Gold would want visitors but that didn't mean he couldn't drop their mutual grandson a sandwich, or perhaps a sandwich for both of them. But Henry had declined, saying he'd already purchased lunch from the cafeteria.
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