Chapter 1- Let the Game begin.

The same thing happened every school holidays. The novelty of sleeping in till the afternoon wears off and then the boredom sets in. Henry had finished all the books he owned, used his pencils so that they were now miniature stubs hardly worth using and had just cleared away the entire biscuit tin. The only one sharing in his boredom was his teacher and Grandmother Mary Margaret who sat across from him.

'You're as bored as I am huh?' She asked smiling from behind a mug of tea. Henry nodded and licked at the crumbs that had settled on his cheek. 'How about we do something today?' she wondered.

'Like what?' Henry perked anything seemed more exciting than sitting inside again all day.

'There must be something we could do that's fun and will take up most of the day…' she paused and smiled, 'I think I have an idea but it might take me about an hour to set up?' she teased.

'What is it?' Henry pleaded but she just winked. 'Oh come on you can at least give me a hint.'

'No chance. Grab you're coat and you can stay with David while I set it up. I don't want to spoil anything.' She was rushing around the place now putting random objects in a bag. Henry wondered how slabs of post-it notes could be made into a fun adventure but nevertheless he was excited for the first time in a week.

'Remind me Henry, what exactly is going on?' David asked lying back in his chair. The Sheriff's office was empty, the crime in Storybrooke having calmed down considerably. David boasted only yesterday that Storybrooke had been crime free for over a month.

'Well it's the school holidays and Grandma thought of some cool adventure thing to do…although she didn't tell me exactly what it was. So I'm staying with you until she's finished with all the preparations.' He quipped and David stared at him before shaking his head.

'Sorry still haven't got used to the whole Grandparent thing yet. Sounds good though tell me what she brought with her maybe we can work out what she's planning.'

'She had a wad of post-it notes. That's not much help is it?' Henry replied and he looked confused when David started laughing. 'You know what it is don't you?'

'I do now and you're going to need this I think.' David went into the lost property cupboard and wheeled out a small red bike complete with a bell and helmet. 'I can trust you can use this properly right?'

'Of course Gramps but I still don't know what I'll need a bike for.' He shrugged but tried on the helmet and adjusted the straps. David's phone started to shrill and he answered it. After a few 'rights' and nods and a conversation about the bike David put down the phone. He scrawled with a pen onto his hand and covered it to make sure Henry couldn't see it yet.

'Looks like I guessed right then. Mary Margaret is all set. Now here is your first clue.'

'Wait first clue, like some sort of treasure hunt?'

'Well she called it the Storybrooke Scavenger Hunt but in essence it is a treasure hunt. I'll give you your first clue and then you have to work it out and go find the next one. They are scattered all over Storybrooke which thankfully is a small town otherwise this could take weeks. Apparently there is even a big surprise at the end.'

'Brilliant!' Henry exclaimed who was a first class craver for adventure and would not miss the opportunity of one this fun. 'Are there any rules?'

'Yes, you can ask for help three times if you want but not from Mary Margaret as she is the maker of the game but anyone else is fine. Second, you have to take this with you.' David handed him a walkie talkie. 'When you find a clue I want you to report back to me so we know where you are and at what stage of the game as well. Just a reminder that only Mary Margaret knows the answers to the clues and make sure you keep that helmet on when riding OK?' He watched as Henry thrummed with excitement and fiddled with the strap on the helmet again. He quickly wheeled the bike out of the station with the walkie talkie strapped to his belt.

'Go ahead Gramps give me the first clue!' He saddled onto the bike, ready and waiting for the fun to begin.

'Right here it is.' He peered at the scribbles on his hand. 'You'll find the clue amongst the cream, in a place where the windows like to steam. Don't blame me for the clues, I defiantly didn't write them.' David finished.

'Mmm. I'll find the clue amongst the cream? Like cream on a hot chocolate right? And a place where the windows will steam up well it has to be Granny's because of the food cooking and, and am I right?' Henry looked to David to see if he had the right answer but David just shrugged playfully. Henry pushed off with the bike and made it toward the diner.

'Good Luck Henry!' David shouted after him.