Ouat Ch. 11
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I ducked upstairs and slid into my room as the Sheriff through the front door, I was hiding behind my door as they both started up the stairs. Breathing only slightly heavily, I peeked around the wood of the door. The sheriff walked into the room nervously, as if scared it'd collapse in on him. Once I saw Henry close the door I walked out and slowly tip-toed down to his room. I sat against the wall in a crouch, my leaning in every few seconds or so.
"I saw that I had a knife in my hand…and I was with mary-margaret." The sheriff said a bit awkwardly.
"Were you about to hurt her?" Henry's face was no doubt contorted into a sly grin.
"Yes…How do you know that?" his disbelief and fear were no doubt growing as Henry told him all of this.
"Because mary-margaret is snow white. Which makes you the huntsman." I heard the flipping of pages and I knew Henry had his book out.
"So you really think that I could be another person?"
"Makes total sense." I felt the need to smack my head on the wall behind me but resisted the urge. "You were raised by wolves, that's why you keep seeing one. It's your friend, your guide; it's trying to help you."
"I remember this because I kissed your mother?" I felt a shiver run down my spine. "How is that possible?" I got up quietly from my kneeling position and walked down to the living room. I jumped over the back of the couch and sat Indian-style, staring at the TV. It wasn't long before the Sheriff came down the stairs and jogging out the front door. I hopped over the couch again and padded over to look out the front door. I saw the sheriff stop looking to the right while walking forward. I saw him walk out of my line of vision behind the high hedges.
"Watchya doin'?" I heard behind me. I jumped and nearly smacked Henry in my panic.
"Ya know you creep me out sometimes…right?" He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
"Well, anyways." He said, walking away. I followed him into the kitchen, him sitting down at the island and me walking to the cupboard. "The sheriff is remembering." I grabbed a pack of hot chocolate powder and raised one to him with a questioning look. He nodded a 'yes' and I grabbed another one.
"You better hope Regina doesn't figure out you helped him." I told him seriously, walking to the stove and grabbing the black teapot.
"Now you've jinxed us." He said, spinning on the stool.
"Us?" I shut the water off as the pot filled to the halfway mark. "Excuse me my good sir, but you—" I pointed to him with the hot chocolate packs in my hand. "You sir, told him everything." I waved my arms a bit dramatically when I said 'everything'. I turned the stove on and put the teapot on the flame. I leaned on the island and looked at Henry. "Just saying." He smirked.
"Well either way you are still in operation C.O.B.R.A, and said operation is of course a team operation." He said like a sir.
"Well played, man. Very well played." I heard the teapot whistle, taking it off of the flame I grabbed two mugs and poured the now boiling water into each. Setting the pot back on the stove, I opened the packets and poured each into a mug. I grabbed two spoons before handing Henry his mug and spoon. "But you stir your own here at the house of Clarion." He smirked as I started to stir mine. "I need some marshmallows." I stopped leaning on the island and walked to the cupboards again.
"Might I have some whipped cream and cinnamon?" He said in a British voice. I smiled and grabbed my mallows before taking a roundtrip to the fridge and the spice cupboard. I set down the hot chocolate stuff as he grabbed the whipped cream from me.
"Well then." I smiled and grabbed a handful of mini marshmallows and put them in my cocoa. I heard the whipped cream can sound through the room, along with the 'pop' of the cap on the cinnamon. I looked over the top of my mug as Henry chugged half his cocoa, the whipped cream leaving a light brown mustache and white whipped cream on his upper lip. I nearly choked as I laughed into my drink.
"That mustache!" I took another gulp, swallowing a few marshmallows as well. Henry took his spoon and finished off the whipped cream. I took his mug as I finished mine, putting them both in water in the sink. I looked at the stove clock and yawned.
"I'm going to go get some pjs on." I walked out of the kitchen, and started up the stairs. Changing into a pair of black sweatpants and a white t-shirt. I heard a car door slam outside; I started to the window and saw Regina walking up the front stoop. I felt the need to rush around and freak out; I smiled and stopped as I realized I was tucked safely in my room. I heard the front door open and close as Regina walked in.
"Henry? What're you still doing up?" I closed my door so only a bit of light trickled in. I saw Henry walk pass my door and to his room. I sighed and jumped onto my bed, I snuggled down into my covers; shutting my eyes on the world for now.
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