Descendants 2 Chapter 3
Episode 2A
"Regina's back!" Lena shouted reading the text message from Lyra. She sat up on her bed and looked over to Hope, whom she scared awake.
Hope sat up quickly. "Mom's here?"
"Yeah, now you can go home," Lena teased.
Hope got out of bed and stretched. "After breakfast. What are your folks making?"
"You know you could make your own breakfast." Lena said.
"But you can make better food," Hope said. She leaned next to Lena, "Please."
"Ugh, Alright." Lena said. She got another text in. "Then you gotta go home to your mom-and dad!?"
"What!?"
"Robin is back! Wow that was convenient." Lena said. "Lyra said Regina found him in the wish world and brought him back? Dang wishes are powerful."
"Forget breakfast. I need to see my dad," Hope rushed out the door. "Bye."
"Bye..." Lena looked back at the text. "This is too good to be true."
Hope ran up to the front door of the Mayor mansion. Regina opened up the door as Hope ran up to hug her.
"Oh my God," Regina said pulling away and looking at Hope's face. "You look so much like me. And Robin."
Hope beamed. "I heard he's back. Can I see him?" She moved passed Regina and into the house.
"No!" Regina said quickly. "I mean, not now. He's still settling in."
"Mom," Hope said, "In my time, he's not there. He vanished and everyone forgot him. I need to see him."
"I understand Hope, but... How about we go for a walk. Just us two. I have a feeling there's a lot to talk about." Regina said.
"Alright." Hope said, "But then I'm seeing dad."
Lyra spent her afternoon at Granny's diner with Emma, Snow, David, and both Neals. Ruby served them all hot cocoa with cinnamon and grilled cheese sandwiches with onion rings.
"Mom," Lyra looked seriously at Emma, "I don't like onion rings."
Emma put her food down. "Are you sure you're my daughter?"
Lyra smiled and Emma giggled. "We don't even have onion rings back home," Lyra said.
"Wait do we have grilled cheese?" Emma asked.
"Yeah," Lyra said. "It's like the only thing you know how to make."
"Hey," Emma took off a piece and her sandwich and throw it across the table to Lyra.
Her jaw dropped but she still laughed.
"Alright," Snow said, "less throwing more eating."
"A wish world?" Hope said after Regina explained things to her. They were walking near the pond. "Dad is-that's a different version of him?"
"Yes. This Robin doesn't know about you and Roland. Yet. He's still getting used to Storybrooke." Regina said. She put her arm over Hope.
"Okay? So are you going to tell him by tonight? Or should I make arrangements with Lena?"
"Well Hope I was going to-"
"Also I can't sleep I the same house as Zelena." Hope rambled.
"Oh. What happened?" Regina asked.
"I don't want to talk about it. Just get her out of our house!" Hope said. She put her hands up in her hair.
"Okay," Regina held Hope, "Shh shh."
Lyra entered Emma and Killian's home in awe. "You live here?" She asked.
"We do," Killian said with a smile on his face.
Emma took Lyra's hand, "come on, I'll show you your room."
Lyra giggles and followed her mom around the house. Killian followed.
"I worked all day on your room with Killian. I mean we always had this room for guests, but..." Emma said.
"You didn't know I'd be coming back." Lyra said.
"We always kept a piece of you in this house..." Emma said. They stopped in the hall.
"Mom?" Lyra asked.
Emma blinked and gestured to the next room. Lyra walked over and her eyes lit up. This light purple painted room had a bookshelf with books, including the Golden Compass trilogy, a movie shelf, a desk with a laptop, a radio, a square TV on top of a dresser, and 3 posters. They were of a pirate ship, the 5th Pirates of the Caribbean movie, and the princess bride movie. Lyra turned to her parents.
"It's prefect." She looked over at the movie posters. "Movie night?"
"Absolutely." Emma smiled.
Hope moved the curtains over in her room, seeing what was going on in their front yard. Zelena was walking off the premises holding 2 suitcases in her hands.
Knock, knock
Hope turned to her front door to see Robin slowly opening the door.
"Da-Hello," she sat up quickly.
"Regina told me about you and Roland and Zak..." he walked in the room and stood there awkwardly. "So this other me had 3 children. By three different women. And no one judges me for that. They still consider me a hero. I mean him."
Hope stood up. "You uh, you look younger that you did before."
"Do I?" He asked.
Hope slowly got closer to him. "What were you like in that other world?"
"A thief. Huh, you don't want to know that. I wasn't a father... Sorry." Robin said.
"You didn't know. And know that you know about us, how do you feel?" Hope asked. She was standing up close to him.
He backed away at first. He looked closely that Hope's face. "You have my eyes. And my ears."
Hope giggled, "I'm good at Archery too. You taught me."
"You don't say," he said. "You know, I'm not really your dad. I came from an altered world where you don't exist."
Hope looked down. "But now you're in this world, and we do exist. And we need you. Mom. Me."
"I can't make any promises. I'm not the same Robin who raised you."
"I know, but you could be..." she said.
"Good night Hope." He turned for the door.
Hope took a step after him. She bit her lip. "Archery contest tomorrow morning. You and me." She blurted.
He turned back at the doorway. "You're on." He showed a hint of a smile as he closed the door.
Zelena checked in at Granny's bed and breakfast that night, kicking her luggage all the way.
Zelena dropped her luggage on the floor by the front desk.
Granny came up to the desk. "Oh." She said looking at Zelena. "One night?"
"I bloody hope so," Zelena scoffed.
Granny grabbed a key and Zelena quickly took it and went up to her room.
Henry arrived at Regina's house just in time for breakfast the next morning. She was making eggs and sausages.
"It's great to have you back mom," Henry said entering the kitchen.
Regina made a plate. "A lot of us are back. Did you hear about-"
"My grandparents told me about Robin and I'm happy for you." Henry said. He took a bite out of his food.
"I was actually referring to our descendants."
Henry ate his food more slowly.
"Henry?" Regina looked over to him and back to cooking the breakfast. She made another plate.
Hope came down the steps and overheard them.
"It's my jr. year in high school. I've got more to worry about than family drama." Henry said.
Regina teased, "You're not still scared of Lyra are you?"
Hope giggled, listening from around the corner.
"No!" Henry said. His face got red. Lyra attacked him on their last visit. He also got close with Lena of his last visit. He asked her out, unaware that they were related.
Regina made four plates and placed them on the counter.
"Is Robin eating here?" Henry asked.
"Uh, he's still sleeping but the forth plate is actually for..." Regina gestured behind her.
Henry turned to see Hope standing there.
"Hi brother," Hope said nervously.
"Hey... you grew up fast." He said. He turned back to his breakfast.
"Oh, that reminds me," Regina said, "I have to wake up Hope-other Hope." She left the room.
Hope sat down next to Henry.
"You're so young," Hope said.
"You're old," he joked.
Hope smiled and began eating her breakfast.
Lyra went to Granny's diner that morning. "Ruby, can I get 2 pancakes?" She said as she walked in.
Ruby nodded and went into the kitchen.
Lyra stopped in her tracks when she saw Henry sitting a booth with Violet. Lyra's eyes narrowed as she approached them. She cleared her throat and but on an insincere smile. "Hello Henry."
Henry flinched when he saw her. "Lyra. H-hey."
"You two seem cozy," Lyra said. She was internally screaming.
"Yeah. Uh-huh," Henry said. "School isn't for another half hour so we decided to hang out here and- why am I explaining myself to you?"
Lyra smirked.
"Who is this?" Violet asked Henry.
"Who's you!?" Lyra asked with attitude.
"Lyra," Henry said in a low volume. "This is my girlfriend Violet. Violet, this is my..."
"Sister. I'm your sister."
Henry gave her a fake smile.
"That is not a good look for you." Lyra said. She sat in the booth with them, squishing them together. "So Violet, shouldn't you be in Camelot?"
"Oh, well we were going to return but my papa and I became close to the people here." Violet said. She talked in a calm manner and politely.
Henry looked like her was holding his breath.
"But isn't like everyone you've ever known back in Camelot?" Lyra asked.
"The rest did leave. Well, except King Arthur. He met his end not too long ago. Queen Guin left with Lancelot. Camelot is in for some change. Part of that change is staying in Storybrooke." Violet said.
"Aww, isn't that sweet," Lyra tilted her head.
"We should go to school," Henry said, nudging Violet.
Lyra got off the booth and the couple quickly left the diner.
Ruby came over with Lyra's pancakes a few moments later.
Lena went with her father to check out his shop after breakfast. She slowly observed all the old and new items in his shop. "Mickey mouse." She said quietly. "This is probably the one item that carried over to our home."
"So in the future, I don't have my shop?" Mr. Gold said.
"I probably shouldn't talk about the future much." Lena said. She continued to look at the items. She held a snow globe and shook it.
"Lena," Mr., Gold said, "You're part dark one. Can you see the future?"
"That's not the first time you've asked me." She said. "If I could see the future, there would be no need for me to come back in time to save it. I would be able to save it before it happens."
Just then the bell chimed. Lena and Mr. Gold turned to see who was there. A tall young man with light brown hair and a cloak stood inside their shop.
Mr. Gold was quiet.
"Who are you?" Lena asked, breaking the silence.
The man made a look at her. "Who are you?"
"Gideon," Mr. Gold said, "Here for another chat about your quest to destroy Emma Swan."
Lena drowned everything out after hearing 'Gideon.' She walked up to him slowly. Gideon kept glancing at her, giving her strange looks. Lena smiled and wrapped her arms around him. Gideon just stood there, frozen in confusion.
Author's note: Apolagizies for not posting for a long time. That shouldn't happen again. I plan to post twice a week.
