Drabble Day

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Prompts of the week:
Based on last Sunday's episode, write a scene you think the story line needed or a scene you wish the writers included or extend an existing scene.

OR

Secrets and Lies

100 - 1000 words. Post a link in the comments to longer fics. You may choose to write your drabble based on one or both. If you choose both, please put each drabble in separate comments.

If you need to, please use the spoiler tag. < lj -spoiler > < / lj - spoiler > (no spaces) Remember, not everyone has seen all the episodes.

If your drabble is rated R or higher, please note that in the subject line.

Have fun!

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Haven't done one of these all semester, so here we go! 380 words.

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“Regina…”

Perfect brunette eyebrows lifted as she stared back at Emma. “Yes?”

They were seated at Granny’s Diner, celebrating yet another defeat of some dastardly enemy come to Storybrooke. Though grateful the latest crisis had passed, Regina wasn’t in much of a celebratory mood. She was present only because Henry wanted her there, her mind and heart wrenched because she knew that, somewhere, Marian had woken up and that would force the issue with Robin.

Emma cleared her throat. “What I said… in your vault…”

“About my fashions as the Evil Queen?” she asked drily.

“Uh. No. Regina, I’m sorry. I hope you know I don’t feel that way. About your relationship. About mine with Hook,” Emma said, face scrunched in apology.

Within earshot, Henry glanced over at them, then looked back at his cocoa. Regina noticed that. Emma did not.

“I don’t wish to talk about it, Miss Swan,” Regina replied with a heavy sigh.

“I mean… it was just that I realized I needed your anger to break the magic on the ribbons. I wasn’t trying to hurt you or… or…”

“I said I don’t wish to speak of this,” she repeated, an edge creeping into her tone. “If you insist on it, I will remind you that you have a history of ruining my life despite my effort to give you and Henry a good experience together. I do not wish to hear your platitude over what has happened with Robin Hood nor do I have any desire to hear about your dalliances with the pirate.”

“Regina—“

“Mom.” They both turned toward Henry, whose gaze shifted back and forth between his mothers. “Emma said she’s sorry. Accept it, or don’t, but don’t turn this into another battle between you two. I’m tired of you two fighting.”

Emma swallowed hard, gaze dropping to the floor. Regina sighed again and gave her son a nod.

“Apology accepted. You did what you felt you had to do. Again.” She couldn’t resist throwing in that last barb. “Now, if you’ll excuse me…”

Regina rose, kissed the top of Henry’s head, and walked out of the diner. Operation Mongoose might pick up traction again, but the Savior’s words in the vault resonated with her; there was no happy ending for villains.

It sort of links to both prompts...

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It was all Granny’s fault, every last bit of it.

Ruby watched as Marco pinned Archie against the wall, yelling something about how if it hadn’t been for him, Marco would have grown up with his parents. Another time, she might have intervened, but now she was happy to let Marco get on with it. Who did Archie think he was preaching to half of Storybrooke anyway? It was about time someone finally let him have it. Besides, she didn’t care. She had to tell Granny what she should have told her a long time ago.

If it wasn’t for Granny, Ruby would have been happy now. But no, Granny had taken everything she could from Ruby. If Granny had been honest with Ruby about her wolf heritage in the first place, Peter would most likely still have been alive today, because Ruby would have been able to keep him safe. And all those other deaths at her hands wouldn’t have happened either. If Ruby had known the reason she had to wear that stupid cloak, of course she’d have worn it, to keep herself and everyone else safe. But no, Ruby had been carrying that guilt around with her for the last few years, well, those when she had her memories anyway, when it was all down to Granny.

It was too bad it wasn’t a full moon tonight, Ruby thought as she made her way towards Granny’s Diner. That meant she wouldn’t get to do what she really wanted to do. Her mother had taught her to control herself as a wolf, but this time, she was going to remember every moment. Because that was another thing that Granny had done. Maybe things would have been different if she had been allowed to grow up with her mother. She’d spent so long believing her mother was dead, and that was Granny’s fault too. If she’d been brought up by Anita, Ruby would have been able to control her wolf urges. And she would have been able to be proud of who she was, instead of being ashamed as Granny had made her feel. Of course, she lost her chance to spend any more time with her mother thanks to Ms. Snow White, so as soon as she was done with Granny, Ruby was going to go and find her, too.

But Granny had never let Ruby be herself throughout her entire life. And Ruby couldn’t allow her to get away with it any more.