Julie Chen: "It's time for your first Head of Household competition. The Head of Household is the most powerful position inside the Big Brother house. Free from the threat of eviction, the HOH must put two houseguests on the chopping block, only the twelve of you will compete. Are you ready to begin?"

"Yes!" The houseguests yelled in unison.

Julie Chen: "Alright then. This competition is called, Going Bananas, and the concept is simple. Each houseguest must hold onto their banana as long as possible. The last houseguest left on their banana will be the first Head of Household. I'll give you now a moment to get yourselves situated on your bananas."

Regina: "I prefer apples."

Julie Chen: "Alright houseguests, this competition begins now."

Maleficent: "So, we're suspended in the air, hanging off of a god damn fruit." *looks directly into the camera unamused* "What fun," she says dryly.

Henry: "I know the first HOH is the HOH that no one really wants to win. But not winning HOH means not having power, and putting my fate in the Big Brother house up to someone else. Besides, I don't want to be the first one out because I intentionally thew a competition."

Glinda: "Winning this competition shouldn't be elusive. I simply need to choose a good position."

Julie Chen: "Well, houseguests, if there's one thing that pairs well with bananas, it's chocolate."

Killian: "I quite like watching the ladies ride their bananas." *winks*

Julie Chen: "Congratulations, Glinda, you are the first HOH of the summer and that means you are safe."

Glinda: "I should thank the other houseguests for this win. They fell effortlessly." *smiles*

Julie Chen: "Glinda is the first HOH but a twist in the game is about to send shock waves through the house. Stay with us."


Julie Chen: "Welcome back to Big Brother. Four houseguests are upstairs watching their housemates every move. It's time to bring these families together. Hello there houseguests. Now, I'm sure that you've been wondering about the housemates that have been watching you from upstairs. Well, it's time to find out who they are. If you know anything about this game, then you know to... expect the unexpected. When your four new housemates walk downstairs, some of you will see a familiar face. For those of you who will be reunited with your past, will you let your personal history hinder your gameplay? Or, can you use it to help your strategy? How it plays out is up to you. The time has come to say hello to your new housemates."


The past

Regina gloomily looked herself over in the mirror. Her longing for her sister grew more raw with every beat of her heart. She missed her. She'd never known pain like this. Her body ached for her presence. It was as though she were mourning a living person. And she was - wasn't she? Loss wasn't all that Regina felt. Resentment burned underneath her yearning. How her sister could just leave her? Abandon her?!

I thought she loved me.

And while she hated her sister for her actions, she didn't blame her. Mother was a... nuisance.

Regina sighed.

That was putting it lightly.

What a privilege it would be - if their mother were simply a nuisance.

Adelaide would still be here.

No, their mother was a dictator. It was her way or the highway. And Adelaide had taken the highway - leaving Regina with the former.

But, if Regina were being honest, Adelaide didn't need to leave for her to submit to their mother's demands. She'd do just about anything to get her mother's approval. She needed it like a drowning victim needed air. The more she sought it, the harder it was to attain.

"Oh, sweetheart, you look beautiful."

There it was - the thing Regina craved most.

"Thank you, Mother. I hope Leo thinks so."

The man her mother groomed her to marry. Regina didn't love him but he seemed nice, so she had hope she'd grow to.

"He will if you smile more. At least pretend you're appreciative to be marrying him."

And there it was - the thing Regina feared most.

"I am appreciative, Mother."

If it made Cora happy...

"It's just..."

"Just what, darling?" Cora questioned, pushing a stray strand out of her daughter's face.

"I miss Adelaide," she said softly.

Cora frowned. "It's your wedding day, Regina. The only person that should be on your mind is your fiance."

"Yes, Mother," Regina replied stoically.

"Now," Cora reminded her, "don't forget to smile."


"Mother?"

"Regina, sweetheart."

Maleficent: "What?"

Regina: "I had hoped she was okay."

"I - I've missed you," Regina said, holding onto her mother.

Cora caressed her daughter's hair. Brown eyes stared into Cora's. Those familiar hues. Like hot chocolate on a frosty winter night. Cora languished over those saccharine filled orbs. So inviting. So breathtaking.

Neal: "If Regina's mother is here... Does that mean...?"

"Stay the hell away from me or I'm gonna scream bloody murder!" Neal hollered.

"Neal?" Emma looked at her best friend dubiously. What the hell was going on?

"Emma, look at me," Neal said, ignoring his father.

Emma looked him in the eyes. Whatever was going on, she was on his side.

"That's my dad. Whatever he says to you don't trust him."

"He's your father?"

"Emma, listen to me. He is not to be trusted. No matter what he says. Okay?" Neal asked, hoping she'd heard beyond 'he's my father.'

"O-okay." Emma answered, still in shock.

Emma: "Who's else parents are here?"

"Son, please. I just want to talk."

Neal shook his head. "You think I want to listen? I don't care what you have to say. Stay away from me and stay away from Em -" He stopped himself. As far as the other houseguests were concerned, except maybe Henry, he and Emma had only just met. "Just stay away from me." He finished, walking away

With everything going on, after seeing Gold's child condemn him, Mary-Margaret and David were afraid to approach their daughter. But despite their fears, their hope was unwavering.

"Hi," Mary-Margaret greeted. It took all her strength not to pull her daughter in for a hug.

"Uh.. hi?" Emma responded. Who were these people and why did the woman look like she was about to cry?

"Do you know who we are?" David asked, admiring his daughter's beauty.

"Should I?" Emma replied, wanting to go after Neal but these two strangers in her way.

"Emma, sweetheart," Mary-Margaret begun.

"Sweetheart?" This was getting creepy. "I don't know who you guys are or what you're into but I gotta go." Emma walked past them.

"We're your parents!" Mary-Margaret divulged.

Emma stopped in her tracks. Her parents? She didn't have parents. She had foster homes. She had shelters. She had Neal. But parents? She didn't have those. Not real ones. Not ones she could touch. The parents she had were the ones she'd made up. Imaginary.

Blonde curls wiped around.

"I don't have parents," she voiced, storming off.


A/N: Are you starting to see why I'm going with this? Adelaide is the EQ version of Regina aka Regina's twin... To pick the HOH I put all the houseguests names in a bag and randomly picked. Thus Glinda winning. I did it random so as not to be bias. The HOH I used in this chapter is from BB13 episode 1. And I thought at the end of chapters I could suggest a fanfic for you to read. The fanfic suggestion this chapter is 28 Years by Mistress Mills. It's rated M. And it's CoraxHook. If you're not into that please don't go and send hate, I don't want to be ignorantly sending people to fics to send hate. But if you ARE into CoraxHook, I liked it. So maybe you will too? Thanks for reading. (: