THE STILTSKIN TWINS
A Once upon a time fanfiction
By
Fantasy Writer
Emma Swan, a strong minded young woman had just gotten off her duty as a bail bonds person.
She was anxious to get home to her five-year-old pair of twins she adopted last year. Having relieved the babysitter, she opened the door to their bedroom.
Finding them sleeping softly. She closed the door and went into the kitchen.
She then lit a candle on a store bought cupcake and made a wish.
No sooner than she done that, there came a knock at the front door of the apartment. Just who was on the other side marked the surprise of a lifetime.
It was a young boy who claiming to be the son she'd given up at birth ten years ago. He said that his name was "Henry" and he wanted her to come back with him to his hometown- Storybrooke, Maine.
Emma, flabbergasted at the situation tried to explain that she couldn't just pack up and leave but Henry was persistent as they argued back and forth.
"Please…Just give me one good reason why not?" Henry begged.
Sighing, Emma told him to follow her down the hall. Finding the right door, she opened it a crack and instructed Henry to look in. Spying the sleeping forms,
he whispered "Who are they?"
"My children," she whispered back, re shutting the door behind her while escorting the stunned Henry back to the kitchen.
Once he was seated on a stool, sipping the glass of juice he'd poured earlier.
"Your…Children" he gaped trying to grasp the concept of what he saw. Tears started to run down his face, "No, no, no! This is all wrong!"
Emma raised an eyebrow, "What?"
Henry red faced and snotty nosed, answered
"You're not supposed to have more kids! You were supposed to be alone when you came back to save the town! But you did and you kept them but you didn't keep me!"
"Whoa! Kid, slow down… In the first place- I am not saving any town. Second- you, young man have no say in whether I am alone or not. And third- those are my children, yes but they are adopted and have only been in my life for the last year and a half!"
Henry raised his tear stricken face as she offered him a Kleenex.
"Oh…thank you" he blew and cleared his throat.
After he'd calmed down a bit more, Emma sighed saying
"I'll give you a ride home…"
Everything went smooth once each of the younger kids were strapped in their car seat with their favorite blankets over their lap. They even fell back to sleep not long after the journey began.
During the trip, Henry couldn't help but think…
" Ok so things aren't going exactly as planned but perhaps there's still hope.
After all she is taking me back and maybe these two…"
(Looking back at the twins) "Have a role in it."
