You Have To Show Them That You're Really Not Scared

You're Playin' With Your Life, This Ain't No Truth Or Dare

They'll Kick You, Then They Beat You,

Then They'll Tell You It's Fair

So Beat It, But You Wanna Be Bad

.oOo.

"Aren't they just adorable? Makes me want to puke," I say to Gold standing next to him watching Henry and Neal mess around with toy swords. I remember doing the same in a different environment with a younger Bae. Gold doesn't reply but just continues watching them after giving me a look to say he heard me.

"It seems like we've all been pushed to the sidelines," Regina says and I roll my eyes sensing the fierce mother mode coming on.

"What are you doing here?" Gold asks without greeting.

"The real question is what's your son doing with mine?" Regina asks accusingly and I realize no one has told her who Henry's father is.

"I forgot you didn't hear the announcement did you?" I ask smirking as Neal slipped on some ice. He shot me an accusing look and my smirk simply grew.

"That's Henry's father," Gold said when he realized I wasn't going to drop the bomb.

"What?" I hear Regina ask though she could be miles away.

"Do I have to spell it out for you?" Gold asks but I stopped listening to their conversation and started walking to the father-son duo.

"Henry, feint to his left and he'll leave his right wide open," I call out and Henry does just that, confusing his right and left so it doesn't work. "Other left!" He does and Neal's right is wide open. Henry lands a light blow and Neal pretends to kneel other and die. "Oh, by the way, Bae, you still leave your right side undefended as much as possible. I don't know why you do that."

"Sorry my teacher was crazy," he says from the ground still clutching his side dramatically. I raise an eyebrow and suddenly a heap of snow falls from the sky burying Neal.

"What was that?" I ask loudly earning a muffled response as Neal digs himself out and Henry laughs uncontrollably.

"Hey Henry!" A voice chimes and we, Henry and I, (Neal's still buried in the snow), turn to see the ever optimistic Dana Snow walking toward us.

"Hey Dana," he greets her and I roll my eyes wishing Patrick was here. I quickly annihilate those thoughts seeing as Patrick would get the jest from all the way at my house and come stomping over to the rescue.

"Did you get the home work for Mrs Tyler's class?" She asks and I zone out concentrating instead on Neal. I make the snow melt away and pull him off the ground and a safe distance away from the ten year olds waiting for his questions.

"Who's that?" He asks immediately and I smirk at his bluntness.

"Dana Snow some goody two shoes that has a crush on Henry."

"Does he like her?" He asks slyly and I roll my eyes.

"Bae, he's ten. I believe he's at the stage where girls still have cooties," I say and he thinks about it for a second recalling his ten year old self before agreeing. Girls usually notice boys before boys notice girls if that makes any sense.

"Guess you're right," he says. "Speaking of...Tamara, what do you think of her?"

I pause for a moment choosing my words carefully. Bae is one of the few people I don't want to see hurt. "Well, I know you care for her, I however, I don't think she's exactly who she says." He opens his mouth to interrupt but I cut him off. "Neal, I'm not saying you should call off the marriage, I'm just saying I don't think you know her as well as you should."

"This coming from the person who-" he says but draws off like he forgot what he was going to say.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Nothing it's just-just like I forgot what I was going to say. It's nothing," he says and I frown watching him carefully.

"Whatever you say. I'll see you later," I say making my exit.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"I'll let you know when I know," I call over my shoulder.

I spend the rest of the day as I did before the curse was lifted. I painted. I painted until around four and then I left for home. I never got far though, I noticed a ship on the docked and I had to go look at it. I walked up the gang plank without anyone to stop me and walked the deck of the jolly roger. I hopped precariously onto the stern leaning off the ship the only thing keeping me from falling into the water being good foot holds and a decent hand hold. I smirk at the few memories of sailing around Neverland like this and hop off the boat landing on the water that froze before I hit it.

I hear a roar and turn to see Patrick at the shore. I shake my head and bite my lip to keep from laughing at him. A ferocious abominable snowman conquered by a layer of ice. I smile and glide over to where Patrick is staring at the ice in terror my hands on my hips and my smile disappearing.

"I think I told you to stay home," I say and Patrick gives me a look. I roll my eyes and step onto solid land the frozen pier melting behind me in an instant. "Patrick. I think it's time to move on. I think I'm going to steal the ship and go see the world. Well, as long as Rumple doesn't have anything to take me somewhere else. I can't stay here anymore. It's-it's too boring. But I don't ant to leave Henry either. Patrick, I'm losing my mind." He makes some sort of grunt and we begin walking back to the house.

I walk halfway up the side walk leading to the house before turning on my heel and walking the opposite direction. I tel Patrick to stay here when he tries to follow me and he does so reluctantly though I have to threaten melting him. I head to Gold's shop and stop outside with a huff when I see he's not in. I take the time to visit the florist and then the graveyard. I get back when it's dark and frown, he's still not in. I sigh and kick the door turning away ready to head back home when I see Regina kneeling in the middle of the street. I watch her silently wondering what she's up to when white and yellow tire tracks shoot out and make their way down the street.

Regina gets in her car following the tracks and I in turn follow her. What I find makes my day I don't know about Regina though.

3rd person POV

"So they've all forgotten. Rumpelstiltskin certainly did a good job. Can it be broken?" The teen asks peering through the memories of his shadow.

"Any curse can be broken," the shadow whispers back.

"The beans. Tell our people on the ground. It'll make your job much easier."

"Of course."

"Keep an eye on her. I don't want her crumbling again because the dark one messed up."

"As you wish."

"And good job with the snowman. Though I'm not quite sure you get the message of do not hurt her."

"But the letters, have you changed your mind?" The shadow asks though he knows the answer.

"Do not harm her." The shadow disappears with a nod and the teen watches it sensing another join him on the outlook.

"Are they coming?"

"Yes Felix it's almost time. Send a group to catch the new recruit. Wouldn't want him getting in a mess with the mermaids." The lost boy nods and disappears back into the jungle. He pulls out the letter when Felix disappears and rereads the scrawled writing hanging on to each and every word.

Short chapter, sorry but a present for you at the end even if it's confusing.

I hope you like the new cover art, it's Patrick (drew him myself). I got tired of the Once cover but if anyone is really good at edits feel free to create a cover if I like it I'll use it.

All whovians, important question, would the vashta nerada be able to attack Peter Pan? And counting the shadows wouldn't exactly help would it?

Thanks to all who reviewed (It encourages me to update quicker)

Lilly, answer in chapter, and I'm just biting my nails and hoping I find it somewhere.

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