Victor/Mary Margaret
It was the fifth evening after people had started to go poly for science, and Snow had decided that tonight she was on the prowl for someone new to experiment with. Not that she would ever phrase it like that aloud, but… yeah. That was what she was doing, and it was easy, given the setting of her evening – Granny's. David and Fredrick had been perfectly understanding when Snow told them what she wanted to do. So now Snow was glancing inconspicuously around Granny's in search of a face to catch her eye.
And someone did – sort of. He caught Mary Margret's eye, and Snow did a mental shrug, because why not? She had once already, and so that she'd heard, Ruby had already introduced him to the idea of what they were experimenting with last night.
Taking a deep breath – and silencing the last of Snow's objections – Mary Margret walked over to Dr. Victor Whale's table and sat down across from him. "Hi," she said awkwardly.
They hadn't really talked since the curse broke – she was afraid of the awkwardness brought on by their cursed one night stand and Mary's at-least-physical attraction to him – but now seemed as good a time as any, given how he'd agreed to try poly too.
Dr. Whale gave her a curious look, repeating, "Hi." There was a moment's silent pause before he asked, "Can I help you with something?"
She wasn't really good at this whole "picking up guys" thing, was she? Snow swallowed, commenting, "I heard that Ruby told you last night about… what some of us are trying."
Victor smiled, surprisingly unobtrusively, and nodded. "She did."
"And you've agreed to it too?" she double-checked.
"I have. The more I think about it, though…" he explained, "As much as Whale likes the idea of being open and sleeping around at will – if I can so bluntly phrase it that way – Frankenstein is a more reclusive creature. Right now I'm thinking I'm going to go the polyamorous route. I like the idea of still having some sort of real commitment from any relationships I'm in."
Snow nodded, understanding that. "Okay," she said lightly. "I'll go away if you want me to, but the thing is… the only reason David and I decided to try this out at all is because of his cursed personality. David Nolan loves Katherine," she swallowed, admitting "And Mary Margret likes you."
Victor looked at her for a beat, sighing as he admitted, "And Victor likes you. But I still feel the need for commitment, I think."
"Then let's try that," she said impulsively. "I'm not saying it's true love – I really doubt it ever will be – but let's try it, and see what is there. Maybe? If you want to? Am I being too pushy?" Lord, she was bad at this! "I'll leave."
She moved to do exactly that, only for Victor to wrap his hand aroudn hers and ask ,"Your place or mine?"
"Yours?" she breathed hopefully.
Victor nodded, and they moved towards the door together without a word. Once they were in his car, though, they began to talk, and she noticed with a flash of surprise that whatever mix of his personalities he'd become, Victor was a good conversationalist. So they talked, all night long. They talked, and in the wee hours of the morning when they were stupidly tired, he even led her around his living room in a little waltz. Sex didn't happen that night, but Snow was okay with that – because to her surprise she'd decided that she could learn to enjoy Victor's company.
