This was submitted to me by loboselinaistrash from a drabble post I reblogged: "K". A different spin on the curse.

David carried the Chinese food while Ruby balanced the different cartons of Ben and Jerry's in her hands along with copies of "The Breakfast Club" and "Pretty In Pink". The standard, if a bit cliché, break up kit. They knew something had to be wrong with Mary Margaret when they texted her that they were there for her and all they got was a "K" in response.

Mary Margaret had been dating Victor for the past 6 months. Ruby knew he was bad news from before he even showed interest in her. He would come to the diner where she worked with a new woman practically every night. Most of the time, despite being with them, he'd end up flirting with Ruby. Everyone was surprised when he actually seemed to settle down and start dating Mary Margaret. Deep down, David and Ruby were sure it wouldn't last. They had been best friends with her for as long as they could remember and wanted her to be happy, they just didn't think she'd find it with him of all people.

Sure enough, their suspicions had been right. Victor had been caught having sex with another woman in the back of his car. It was all over town: the lonely school teacher had her happy ending ruined once again. It seemed no matter how much she tried, things never worked out. The only people she could ever depend on were Ruby and David, not that they had better luck themselves.

Ruby was on an endless string of one night stands. Mary Margaret and David told her she deserved more than that, but she didn't feel that she did. Once, she was sure she had confidence. She was going to leave town at some point, but then her grandmother had broken her hip. A part of her wondered if she ever would've really had the nerve to leave Storybrooke. No one else ever seemed to. Her phone buzzed in her pocket. She didn't even have to look to know it was probably Sean, Ashley Boyd's baby daddy. Of all people that needed to grow a spine…

As for David, he was trapped in a loveless marriage. He tried to make it work with Kathryn, but there was nothing there. He was sure it didn't help that he spent a lot of his time with Mary Margaret and Ruby. They were just the only two who seemed to actually get him. He was only happy when he was with them. Though, every time he went to go file for divorce, something happened. Kathryn would have a pregnancy scare (even though he couldn't even remember the last time they had sex) or she would give him that look. The one that said she was trying.

So, there they were. Three best friends, trapped in a town where nothing ever seemed to go right. At the end of the day, they had each other. A bunch of misfits, not brave enough to make the changes in their lives that they needed.

Ruby used the key that Mary Margaret had given her and unlocked the door. They found her curled up on the bed, staring off into space. They sat on either side of her, setting down the food and DVDs. She looked up at both of them, frowning.

"You two didn't have to come over," she said.

"Yes, we did," Ruby pushed the hair out of her face. "You needed us."

"Whale's an ass," David added. "I've always hated him."

"You made that clear," Mary Margaret sighed. "Several times."

"I just know you can do better."

Mary Margaret sat up in bed, running her fingers through her pixie cut. "It's weird…I'm not upset that I'm losing Victor, personally. It's just…I'm not getting any younger…when am I going to find my happy ending?"

"Mary Margaret, this doesn't sound like you, aren't you the one always giving us hope speeches?"

"I just…I don't know anymore. I can't remember the last time I was really happy, unless it was with the three of you."

Ruby put a hand on her shoulder. "That's what friends are for. You're going to find your happy ending one day, I promise."

David got up, putting the ice cream in the freezer and putting the food on plates. Ruby slipped in "The Breakfast Club" and poured out some wine. They all curled up on the bed together as the opening credits began to play. They all knew that Mary Margaret was right, being with each other was the only time they ever felt right.

But three people couldn't be together…could they?

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