/This is just an idea that came to me, and I wanted to try it out. Each chapter is the episode title. I'm only doing seasons 1 and 2.

Please review. I would like some feedback.

"This is great!" Joy was practically jumping around Headquarters, excited. "We've been called to the front at the Ogres War."

"What's so great about that?" scoffed Disgust.

"A war could be dangerous." added Fear.

"Come on, think about it. We've lived under Dad's shadow for years. This is our chance to prove to everyone that we're brave." Joy went back to driving the console. "Wait until we tell Milah!"

Rumplestiltskin entered the house to find Milah sitting at the table, sewing. He showed her a piece of paper.

"No. Rumple," Milah protested. "I've heard stories. The front, it's a brutal place."

"She's right. Besides, we don't have any experience." said Fear nervously.

"Don't worry. That's what training will prepare us for." Joy replied.

"Go. Be brave. Fight honorably." Milah encouraged.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

Joy looked out the back window at the Islands of Personality. He smiled at the sight of Milah Island running.

"And when you return, we can live the life we've always dreamed of. We can have a family."

The Emotions turned to watch as a happy memory rolled onto the shelf.

In the woods, one of the army's camps was set up, along with several armed soldiers walking around. Rumpelstiltskin walked past one of the tents as a soldier approached him.

"Soldier."

"Me?"

"I'm needed at the front. You guard this crate with your life." He pointed to a cage covered by a tarp.

"What's under there?"

"A prisoner who could help us turn the tide against the ogres. Careful. It's a tricky beast."

"Yes, sir."

Rumplestiltskin walked toward the crate then turned his back to it.

"Rumpelstiltskin." A voice called out from under the canvas.

"Did you hear that? Someone called us." Fear looked nervous. "I think I came from in there."

Rumpelstiltskin pulled back the tarp. Inside the cage, there is a young girl with her eyes sewn shut. Fear screamed.

"Relax, Fear. It's only a girl." Joy tried to calm him down.

"This girl is supposed to help in the war?" Anger said doubtfully.

"I don't see what's so tricky about her." added Disgust.

"Please. I haven't had a sip in days." The Seer pointed to a nearby bucket of water.

"How do you know my name?"

"I'm a seer. I see all." She held up her hands, revealing blue eyes on the palms.

Disgust rolled his eyes. "Oh, please! She expects us to believe that?"

"Rumpelstiltskin, the son of a coward. Raised by spinsters. Scared of ending up just like his father. Did I overhear that? I told you. I see all, even what has yet to pass."

"You mean the future? You can see the future?"

"Indeed I can… Including yours."

"Nice try. But we're not falling for this." said Anger

"Even if what I see concerns your wife? Milah?"

"What? She knows something about her?" Fear asked, frantically. "Is she alright? Did something happen?"

Rumpelstiltskin gave her a cup of water.

"There's your water. Now you better tell us what you know!" Anger shouted, pointing to the screen.

The Seer put down the cup and extended her hand. "She's already with child."

Joy smiled widely. "Did you hear that, guys?! Milah's with child! We're to be a father!"

"Your wife will bear you a son," The Seer continued. "But your actions on the battlefield tomorrow will leave him fatherless."

Fear looked terrified. "We're going to die out there? No! I knew doing this was too dangerous!"

"That's it! I've had enough!" Anger pressed a button.

Rumpelstiltskin grabbed the water from her hand.

"Someday, you'll help me again."

"Don't count on it." Anger sneered.

"You shall see." The Seer warned. "Tomorrow, when you see the army ride cows into battle, you will know I speak the truth."

"Cows? She's got to be kidding." Disgust scoffed.

"There is no escaping it. You will have a son, and your actions will leave him fatherless."

Anger took control of the console, making Rumplestiltskin cover the crate with the tarp.

At the camp, several injured soldiers were being carried in on stretchers.

"I see what she meant about it being a brutal place." Disgust cringed.

"They're not dead, but that's the only way out of here alive." A soldier commented. "When the ogres rip you limb from limb, pray that there're quick."

"Fortune favors us! Fresh supplies have arrived from the Duke." The Commanding Officer announced, drawing a small crowd around him. "Today, we will not be marching into battle. We'll be riding. Now grab yourself a cow and get ready."

"Did he say cows? He said cows!" Fear looked nervous, and began driving the console.

"The saddles we just got in—made from the finest leather. We call 'em "cows." Grab yours, so at least the ride into doom will be a soft one on your backside."

The crowd walked away, while Rumpelstiltskin stayed frozen in place.

Fear started to panic. "Oh, no. This means everything she told us was true."

Rumpelstiltskin pulled back the tarp, only to see the cage empty.

"She's not there! She's gone!" Fear gasped.

Anger pulled the levers, screaming. Rumplestiltskin shook the crate in a fit of anger.

Sadness started to cry. "That's it. We're gonna die. We won't get to be with our son."

"Wait a minute." Fear went over to the idea shelves and grabbed a bulb. "There's a way out. The soldier said that if you're injured, you can't fight, which means you get to go home."

"But that's way too drastic." Joy sounded concerned.

"We have no choice. We don't want our son growing up like we did." Fear inserted the bulb into the console. Rumplestiltskin noticed a smiting hammer and picked it up, holding it over his head.

He slammed the hammer into his leg. With a crunch, his leg breaks, and he falls to the ground screaming in agony. The emotions all screamed.

With his leg in a crude brace, Rumpelstiltskin limped towards the hut.

"Milah!"

Entering the house, Rumpelstiltskin saw Milah holding an infant wrapped in a blanket.

"Milah."

"Rumple?" Milah asked, confused.

"Hey, look! That must be our son she's holding." Joy pointed to the screen.

"What's his name?"

Milah looked at the baby and smiled. "Baelfire."

"A strong name!"

Rumpelstiltskin then collapsed into a chair due to the pain in his leg.

"Something he'll need if he's to live with the shame of being your son."

"What… What are you talking about?"

"Rumple, is it true?"

"Is what true?"

"Did you injure yourself? So that you wouldn't have to fight? So that you would be sent home?"

"Oh no! She's on to us!" Fear gasped.

"Who told you that?"

"Everyone! Rumors travel quickly from the front. Rumple, did you do this to yourself? Did you do it to yourself?!" Milah shouted.

"Don't yell at us, woman! We're injured here!" Anger banged his fist on the console.

"Yes! A seer told me I was going to die in the battle."

"You did this because a seer told you to do it?"

"She was right about everything else. I left the front to be with you. You and… Baelfire."

"You left because you were afraid."

Joy looked disappointed. "This isn't the reaction I expected."

"You became what everyone thought you were – a coward."

"That's all she sees us as." Sadness bowed his head.

"Just like your father!"

"That's it! Now she's gone too far!" Anger yelled, pushing the levers as fire burst from his head.

"I am nothing like my father!" Rumpelstiltskin stood up. "He tried to abandon me. I will never, ever do that to my son. That's why I did this – for him. All for the boy. To save him from the same fate I suffered – growing up without a father."

"You sentence him to a fate much worse," Milah shook her head. "Growing up as your son."

Anger let go of the controls. The emotions all looked at the screen, shocked.

"She's so mad at us." said Fear. "Maybe hurting ourself was a mistake."

Sadness stepped up to drive the console.

"What…What else could I do?"

"You could have fought, Rumple. You could have died."

"You don't mean that. You don't mean that."

Milah handed Baelfire to Rumpelstiltskin, then she grabbed a bucket and stormed out the door. The emotions all gathered around and looked at the screen. Even Anger and Disgust were smiling.

Sadness and Joy were now both driving the console.

"Oh, guys... just look at him." Joy was getting choked up. "He's just perfect."

"You know, we may have injured ourself, been branded a coward, and made Milah mad at us," said Sadness.

"But it was worth it." Joy continued.

"Oh, it's alright, Bae. It's alright. Your Papa's here. And I promise… I will never, ever leave you."

Joy and Sadness smiled as they touched a button at the same time. A blue and yellow core memory rolled into the Core Memory Holder. The Emotions ran to the back window and watched a lightline extend out the back of Headquarters, which formed Baelfire Island.