Zelena and the Little Witch, Part 1 Discovery on the Docks.
It wasn't as if Zelena wasn't fond of the Alice girl, she actually found the young woman rather charming and interesting. It was just that she is taking her daughter Robin away from her. Not to another realm, just taking Robin from her. Sitting in her kitchen, Zelena pours herself some brandy into a glass and takes a sip. She needed something to distract herself from the thought of losing Robin even if she forgets for a little while. It would be great; Hades hasn't been around for the past few weeks handling some divine business on Olympus.
In a couple of days, she tells herself things will be easier because she will be taking on the responsibilities of the mayor ever since her younger sister was taken to Auradon through the actions of Melinda the former vk, supreme goddess and what not. These past few months have been wicked crazy and she is hoping things would die down.
"I'd never pictured the former Wicked Witch, to be a lass to sit alone at a table drinking her sorrows away," A voice commented from behind the witch. Zelena turned a little on her seat to look at Nook.
"I'm not your everyday kind of lass, pirate," Zelena responds.
"Aye, but you're like every other mother, you love your child and while we love to see them grow, a part of us still wants them to be well just ours," Nook said.
"Don't be ridiculous, I'm nothing like the average mother, I just have a lot on my mind," Zelena scoffed.
"If you say so," Nook replies.
"I do say so, why don't you go and polish your hook and leave me be," Zelena snapped.
Meanwhile, over at the Charmings, farmhouse, Emma and Neal are patiently waiting for their parents to finish packing to leave for their second, well really first honeymoon to Paris.
"Passports," Snow shouted.
"Check," David replies.
"French language and dictionary book," Snow said.
"Check," David repeated.
"You've checked everything five times," Neal pointed out.
"There is nothing wrong with checking once or twice," Snow says.
"You're staling Mom, once the two of you are in Paris, you won't be thinking about Storybrooke," Emma responds.
"What if something bad happens and you'll need our help?" David asks.
"I guess, we'll just have to make do with Emma," Neal answered.
"Don't sound so doubtful, I've saved your butt more times then I can count," Emma said.
"I'm not doubting you, Emma. You're not the best saviour there ever been I doubt any saviour past, present or even the future will hold that title. But you're, my personal favourite," Neal responded.
"Nice save," Emma says.
"Just promise me one thing mom, dad," Neal said.
"Sure, what is it?" Snow asks.
"Don't come back expecting I'm not ready to be the middle child," Neal answered.
Snow and David left not long after that conversation. The two siblings sighed maybe just maybe. Once their parents arrive in France, they might be able to relax and enjoy themselves. Now over at the docks of Storybrooke local fishermen and women, are doing their everyday duties of collecting fish at sea. None of the fishermen and women expected to find a large dark green crystal. When any of them tried to approach the said crystal, it would shine radiating intense heat.
"Alright, everyone just stay back from the green thing," One of the fishermen ordered.
"What do we do?" Another fisherman asked.
"Call the saviour," The first fisherman answered.
End of chapter.