Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters you are about to meet.
Author's note: If you have never seen Once Upon a Time prepare to be confused. If you are a Once Upon A Time fan, prepare to be confused.
Previously on Once Upon a Time…
Emma has met and helped Frodo Baggins find his friend Sam, who almost drown in the river by Toll Bridge. Sam told Emma that he fell, but told Frodo that someone had pushed him in.
Belle still doesn't remember who she is. No matter hard Rumplestiltskin tries, Belle just gets more and more frustrated, she even throws and breaks a tea cup. Red Riding Hood tries to reassure that there is no magic, but it just makes Belle more frustrated.
More people are still trying to find their families and friends in Story Brooke, with the help from Red Riding Hood.
Rumplestiltskin was warned by a seer that a young boy would lead him to his son, but he would be his undoing. Rumple decided he would just have to kill him.
Episode 2
Do You Wanna Build a Snowman?
Before the Curse
The ice was nice and thick in the lake. Arendelle was famous for trading, especially for ice. A strong man, dressed for winter walked out onto it. He took his saw and sliced through it. Soon, his friends came out and joined him, cutting at the ice with their saws in a union. They began to sing as they worked.
"Born of the cold and winter air and mountain rain combining. This icy force both foul and fair as a frozen heart worth mining. So cut though the heart, cold and clear. Strike for love and strike for fear. See the beauty sharp and sheer. Split the ice apart. Beware the frozen heart!" These men were so strong; they could lift heavy blocks of ice from the water, using tongs. "Hup! Ho! Watch your step! Let it go! Hup! Ho! Watch your step! Let it go!"
"Beautiful!"
"Powerful!"
"Dangerous!"
"Cold!"
"Ice has a magic that can't be controlled. Stronger than one, stronger than ten, stronger than a hundred men! Hup!" This continued as the sun began to set, and the men lit their lanterns. "Born of the cold and winter air and mountain rain combining, this icy force both foul and fair as a frozen heart worth mining. So cut through the heart, cold and clear. Strike for love and strike for fear. There's beauty and there's danger here. Split the ice apart! Beware the frozen heart!"
Back in the castle, Princess Elsa was sleeping peacefully in her bed. Her little sister, Anna, popped up and got on the bed.
"Psst, Elsa!" She whispered. When Elsa didn't stirred, Anna jumped on her, trying to wake her up. "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"
"Anna," Elsa grumbled. "Go back to sleep!"
"I just can't!" Anna sighed and rolled on her back, lying on Elsa. "The sky's awake, so I'm awake, so we have to play!"
"Go play by yourself!" Elsa hissed, shoving Anna off the bed. She fell on the ground, and sat for a moment, sighing and defeated. But then she got an idea and quickly got back on the bed. She lifted on of Elsa's eye lids.
"Do you wanna build a snowman?" She asked mischievously. Elsa opened her eyes and smiled.
The two girls took off down the staircase. Anna now had her snow boots on.
"Come on! Come on! Come on!" She shouted. Elsa tried to shush her. They burst into the ball room and Anna could barely contain herself. Elsa closed the door behind them.
"Do the magic, do the magic!" Anna urged. Elsa began to wave her hands, as if forming a snow ball. Snowflakes burst and danced from her finger tips.
"Oooooh!" Anna said, gazing at the forming snow in amazement.
"You ready?" Elsa asked.
"Yeah, yeah," Anna breathed.
Elsa shot the snowball into the air and the whole ballroom began to snow.
"This is amazing!" Anna shouted.
"Watch this," Elsa said, stepping on the ground. Thin, smooth ice crawled out from under her foot and covered the whole ball room floor. Anna's feet slid under it. She giggled as she kept her balance.
The two sisters played, making large snowballs and creating a snow man. Anna sat in her father's throne as Elsa finished the final touches. She drew eyes and a mouth and use to sticks for the arms. She moved them around like a puppet.
"Hello," She said in a low, goofy voice. "My name is Olaf, and I like warm hugs!"
"I love you Olaf!" Anna cheered as she ran to give the snow man a hug. She danced with the snowman as Elsa used her magic to push him on the ice. Later, they slid down a snow bank, Elsa with Anna sitting close in the front.
"Tickle bumps!" Anna giggled with pleasure. She jumped into a pile of snow and burst into laughter. She fearlessly jumped into the air.
"Hang on!" Elsa said, making a hill for her to land on.
"Catch me!" Anna said, jumping again, and again.
"Gotcha!" Elsa followed her jumping, making a taller and taller hill.
"Again, again!" Anna cheered, jumping faster.
"Wait…slow down!" Elsa said, struggling to keep up. She slipped on the ice and fell backward. Anna jumped in the air.
"Anna!" Elsa yelled. Without thinking, she blasted her magic toward her, striking Anna in the face. She went unconscious and slid down a snow bank.
"Anna!" Elsa gasped in shock. She ran over and held her sister in her arms. She watched helplessly as a part of her hair turned white. "Mama, Papa!" She screamed. She embraced Anna and began to cry. The whole ballroom was soon covered in a thin, sickly layer of ice. The snowman crumbled to pieces. "You're okay, Anna. I got you." Elsa cried.
The King and Queen burst into the room. They both looked around in horror.
"Elsa, what have you done? This is getting out of hand!" Her father demanded.
"It was an accident!" Elsa cried. "I'm sorry Anna!" Her mother ran over and scooped Anna into her arms.
"She's ice cold!" She informed her husband.
"I know where we need to go." The King said.
Story Brook
"So, Frodo Baggins really is here," Henry said, fidgeting in his seat. He and Emma were spending some time at Granny's, sitting in a booth and enjoying a sundae.
"Yes," Emma said. "We're also meeting Mary Margret and David here."
"So, I was right?" Henry said with a smile. His smile looked so much like Neil's. She smiled back at him.
Frodo walked into the diner. He walked over to Emma and sat down next to her.
"Hello Henry," He said, reaching his hand across the table. "I've heard a lot about you."
"I've heard a lot about you!" Henry replied, shaking his hand. "Do you know how awesome you are?"
"Henry," Emma said quietly in a warning tone.
"Thanks," Frodo returned. "I would've brought Sam, but he's still a little tired from almost drowning. But if you think I'm awesome, wait until you meet Sam."
"Hey," Ruby walked up to the table. "Can I get you anything?"
"The sundae's pretty good!" Henry encouraged. Frodo gave him a sad smile, and then turned back to Ruby.
"Just some iced tea for me, thanks." He said politely. Ruby wrote his order down.
Emma cleared her throat. "Ruby, this is Frodo Baggins,"
Ruby looked up from her small notebook in surprise. "You mean…?"
"Yes," Emma nodded.
"You are Frodo Baggins?" Ruby asked.
"Well, yes… but-" Frodo blushed.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." Ruby said, shaking his hand.
"You too, uh…?"
"Ruby,"
"Ruby," Frodo said. "Where I come from, that's a good hobbit name."
Ruby blushed and walked away.
"Who is she, really?" Frodo asked Emma.
"Red Riding Hood," Emma replied. "It's just easier to call her Ruby."
"I see," Frodo said. "The name suits her."
"Sorry we're late," Mary Margret rushed over and sat by Henry. David pulled a chair over to the table and sat down with them. "It's very nice to meet you," Mary Margret eagerly shook hands with Frodo. "I have read The Lord of the Rings countless of times during the curse. I really enjoy it, from beginning to end-"
"Thank you, I suppose…" Frodo said.
"So," David said. "We're all here for a reason, what's up, Emma?"
"I'll tell you," Emma said. "Do you know who found Samwise Gamgee?"
Emma's parents tilted their heads at her.
"You did, Emma," Frodo said. "And I owe it all to you." Ruby walked over, carrying his iced tea. "Thank you," Frodo said.
"No," Emma said. "All I did was go around, asking for information. I might have known where to look, but you caught on to things a lot faster than I could've, you even heard him drowning when I didn't." Emma continued when Frodo blushed again and didn't say anything. "I think we make a great team."
"Really?" Frodo asked.
"Yes," Emma replied. "Do you think you could help me with something?"
"I owe you a favor," Frodo said, sipping his iced tea.
Emma quickly explained how Pinocchio died trying to warn them about something. She told him the Blue Fairy turned him back into a little boy, but now he couldn't remember what he was trying to tell them.
"He said something about a she," Emma said. "He said she was…dangerous…"
Frodo scratched his head. "Hm… sounds like we'll need to start searching for more information. Who is this…she…?"
"That's what we need to find out." Emma said. "Are you guys in?"
Mary Margret and David looked at each other.
"Actually, we've been working on a project," Mary Margret said.
"And we wanted to talk to you about it," David added.
"Henry," Mary Margret turned to the boy. "How would you like to spend the rest of the day with a hobbit?"
"You mean, I can't come and see?" Henry demanded.
"I can't come see either?" Frodo asked, looking offended.
"I…" Mary Margret hesitated. "I don't trust you quite yet…"
"Then why are you leaving me with the child?" Frodo asked.
"Frodo," Emma interrupted. "I trust you, but… just watch Henry."
"What are we supposed to do?" Frodo asked, moving aside to let Emma out of the booth.
"Stay here," She replied, standing up to leave with Mary Margret and David. "Talk about…elves killing sports or something."
"Orcs," Frodo corrected. "But what about…?"
"When I get back, we can start," Emma said. "I'll be back soon, I promise."
Before the Curse
The King and Queen rode on through the night. The Queen had Anna wrapped in a blanket, and the King had Elsa in his lap. Elsa's emotions channeled her powers, which left a strange path of ice behind her father's horse. Eventually, they ended up in a small clearing, filled with large, round stones. The royal family dismounted their horses and stood in the middle of the clearing together, the Queen still holding Anna.
"Please, help!" The King cried. "My daughter…"
Suddenly, the stones rolled toward them. Elsa stood closer to her father, hugging his leg for a sense of protection. Suddenly they stopped, unrolling and revealing faces, arms, and legs. They were trolls, unlike the ones you might have seen on Troll Bridge. No, these trolls were much friendlier and lovable.
"It's the King!" One of them said.
The eldest and wisest troll rolled up to the King. The other trolls called him Grand Pabbie.
"Your Majesty," He said, looking at Elsa. "Born with the powers or cursed?"
"Born," The King replied. "And they're getting stronger." Grand Pabbie gestured the Queen to bring Anna closer to him. He examined her carefully.
"You were lucky it wasn't her heart." He said. "The heart is not so easily changed, but the head can be persuaded."
"Do what you must," The Kind urged.
Grand Pabbie pulled a blue energy from Anna's head. "I recommend we remove all magic, even memories of magic, to be safe. But don't worry, I'll leave the fun." He showed a display of Anna's memories, playing with Elsa. He altered them to make them look more realistic. Instead of indoors, the girls were outside, in their coats instead of pajamas. Grand Pabbie sighed in relief as he placed the blue energy back into her head. "She will be okay."
"But she won't remember I have powers?" Elsa asked.
"It's for the best," The King insisted.
"Listen to me, Elsa," Grand Pabbie said. "Your power will only grow," He made a new visual display of her, all grown up. She was showing off her magic to many villagers. "There is beauty in your magic…but there is also great danger." Suddenly, the scene changed, and Elsa's magic turned red and looked awfully frightening. "You must learn to control it. Fear will be your enemy." Suddenly, the silhouette villagers attacked the adult Elsa, and she heard a scream of horror. Elsa gasped and hugged her father.
"No," The King declared, wrapping an arm around her protectively. "We'll protect her. She can learn to control it I'm sure. Until then, we'll lock the gates. We'll reduce the staff. We will limit her contact with people and keep her powers hidden from everyone…including Anna."
Story Brook
"Why are we in the middle of nowhere?" Emma demanded, getting out of David's truck.
"Just be patient," Mary Margret said.
"You guys wanted to show me something," Emma said. "But there's nothing here!"
"Just watch," David said. He and Mary Margret led Emma across the street. They stepped through what looked like an invisible mirror and Emma saw a large field of crops.
"What are you…?" Emma stared at the field in surprise. She looked over and saw the familiar face of a giant.
"Anton!" Emma gasped in surprise.
"Hey Emma," The former giant came and embraced her. Emma was thrilled to see Anton again, but something wasn't right.
"Anton," Emma hesitated. "I don't mean to sound rude, but…how did you…?" She gestured to him, regarding his size. He used to be so large, he could pick Emma up with one hand and crush her if he so desired, or step on her like an insect.
"Korra," Anton answered. "She used her magic to make me human sized. I actually kind of like it."
Leroy walked over, glaring at the lot as he usually did. Emma had a hard time knowing when he was happy. He was always just so…Grumpy…
"Hey, Tiny," He ordered Anton. "Back to work."
"Be right there," Anton replied. "Wow, these guys really like to work…it was nice seeing you again, Emma." He waved good-bye and went to rejoin the dwarves.
"What's this for?" Emma asked. "What are they doing?"
"They're planting magic beans." Mary Margret replied. "So we can make a portal."
"You guys are planning to go back to the Enchanted Forest…" Emma said, connecting the dots.
"We can start over," Mary Margret reassured.
"But what about the ogres and the…destruction…?" Emma asked.
"We'll get through it." David said. "We've done it before."
"But…" Emma hesitated again, and then finally spoke the truth. "This world is all I know…"
"This world was cruel to you." David said. "But now we can start over." Emma wasn't too sure about going to the Enchanted Forest. She knew not everyone would be able to go. If she asked Frodo, he'd want to go back to his real home in Middle-Earth…wouldn't he…?
Before the Curse
Elsa had moved out of the nursery shortly after Anna's accident. Anna wondered if it was something she had done. She worried that her older sister was mad at her or tired of her somehow. But it didn't stop her from wanting to play. She was, after all, only five years old. She looked out the window and saw the snow falling. She ran to Elsa's door.
"Elsa?" She asked before tapping on the door. "Do you wanna build a snowman? Come on, let's go and play! I never see you anymore, come out the door! It's like you've gone away!" She took a break from this and played with her dolls in the ballroom for a while. "We used to be best buddies…and now we're not… I wish you would tell me why!" Finally, she went back to Elsa's door and asked her once more. "Do you wanna build a snowman? It doesn't have to be a snowman!" She said, puckering her lips against the key hole.
"Go away, Anna," Elsa snapped.
"Okay, bye…" Anna said, heartbroken.
Elsa couldn't help but to watch the snow fall either. The lazy-falling snowflakes comforted her. She watched as ice crept from her hands. She pulled away from the window before it could get worse. She ran, crying to her father. After he was able to comfort her, he pulled out small, white gloves from one of the Queen's drawers. He helped Elsa put them on.
"The gloves will help." He said. "See?" He took her hand in his. "Conceal it,"
"Don't feel it," Elsa joined in.
"Don't let it show," They said in a union.
Story Brook
"I think we need a new code name for this mission," Henry said, as he finished the remains of his sundae.
"New code name? New Mission? What are you talking about?" Frodo said, playing with the straw in his iced tea.
"When my mom and I were trying to break the curse, we came up with a code name: Operation Cobra!" Henry replied.
"You think you're in on this, do you?" Frodo raised an eyebrow at the boy.
"Of course," Henry replied. "Let's see… How does Operation Praying Mantis sound?"
Frodo hesitated. "Well…"
"You're right," Henry said. "Too long… how about Operation Frog?"
Frodo shrugged. "We can do Operation Frog, as long as I get to pick the next code name." Henry smiled at him.
"So…" Henry said. "Do you want to play with swords?"
Before the Curse
Anna was now nine years old. As she grew older, she became more restless and rambunctious. She ran to her sister's door and tapped on it gently.
"Do you wanna build a snowman?" She asked. "Or ride our bike around the halls?" She rode on a bike that was built for two, bravely standing on the back seat with one foot. She rode down the stairs and fell into armor's arms. She swooned in its arms and sighed. "I think some company is overdue, I've started talking to the pictures on the walls…" She ran into the art gallery and plopped down onto a soft bench. She smiled and pointed at the nearest picture. "Hang in there Joan," She went into the library and lay on the ground with her feet propped up against a grandfather clock. "It gets a little lonely…all these empty rooms…just watching the hours tick by…" Her eyes moved with the clock and she clicked her tongue with the passing seconds.
Meanwhile, Elsa had frozen half of her room. Her parents watched helplessly as she paced her breathing uneven.
"I'm scared," She cried. "I'm getting stronger!"
"Getting upset will only make it worse, calm down." Her father reached toward her, making an effort to comfort her.
"No, don't touch me!" She snapped, pulling away. She lowered her voice. "Please, I don't want to hurt you…" Tears began to pour from her eyes.
Her parents looked at her in worry.
Story Brook
Mr. Gold, or as you know him, Rumplestiltskin was watching as Neil, Henry, and a short man he'd never seen before all play-fighting with wooden swords. He wondered if he could make the stranger's hand slip and strike Henry's head. No…no. That would be too risky with his son nearby. Something about this stranger also held him back…
Early that morning, he had a nightmare. He dreamed that he, Neil, Emma, Snow White, and Prince Charming had gathered in the shop to celebrate Henry's eleventh birthday. Rumple offered him to pick out anything he liked from the shop for his present. Henry looked curiously over at the wands. He picked out the wand of the fairy godmother Rumple had killed years ago. Rumple offered to show him how it worked, and once Henry handed him the wand, he turned Henry into glass. Everyone stood by and gasped. Emma demanded him to tell them why he would do such a thing to his own grandson.
"I'm sorry," Rumple had replied. "I was told that he will be my undoing, and now I must be his." But before he could smash the glossy, frozen Henry, he awoke with a start.
He carried out the rest of the day, walking around, deep in thought. He tried to decide what to do. Should he kill his grandson? Or should he just let his grandson kill him?
Regina walked up beside Rumple and looked about, trying to be pleasant. "How are you?" She asked.
"You know, the usual," Rumple replied.
"What is your son doing with mine?" Regina asked suspiciously. Even after the curse broke, Regina still believed that Henry was rightfully her son. Henry even made it clear he didn't want to stay with her.
"Well, they're just having a little father and son time." Rumple replied.
Regina looked at him with wide eyes. "No…you mean he's…?"
"Yes," Rumple replied. "That makes me his grandfather, and that makes us family."
Regina furrowed her eyebrows. "You might as well get used to it dearie," He sneered at her. "Do you think you could tell me who that other man is?"
"To be honest with you…" Regina hesitated. "I don't know, his cursed name was Nathan Bearer."
"I see," Rumple said. "I can't put my finger on it, but I don't trust him. Regina walked away, and Rumple watched as the three continued their 'battle'.
Once he spotted Emma walking up to them, he decided that it was his cue to leave.
"Hello Emma," Neil greeted her.
"I see you and Frodo have met," Emma said.
"Yep, Henry introduced us." Neil replied.
"And we're all part of Operation Frog!" Henry cheered, swinging his sword around.
"Operation Frog?" Emma asked.
"It's like Operation Cobra, except we're on a new mission!" Henry replied.
Emma glared at Frodo.
"It was his idea," Frodo said. "Don't look at me."
"Come on, Emma," Neil said. "I'm sure he'll be fine."
"Last time I let my guard down," Emma hissed, leaning in so Henry wouldn't hear. He was too busy practicing with his sword to care anyways. "I almost lost him…"
"You won't this time," Frodo said. "This time, you have help from me."
"Excuse me?" A voice appeared behind them. Emma, Frodo, and Neil turned around to see a young girl with red hair in braids walking up to them. Her eyes were bright blue and her coat was a pretty red violet.
"Hello," Frodo said, trying to sound friendly, but Emma could hear the uneasiness in his voice.
"Hi," She replied, smiling awkwardly at them. "My name is Morgan Green."
"Real name or cursed name?" Emma asked.
"It's my cursed name." The red head replied. "My real name is Princess Anna of Arendelle. I've heard a lot about Emma Swan, I came here to talk to her."
Emma and Frodo looked at each other. Finally, Emma stepped forward. "What do you need?"
"I need to find my sister," Anna said. "Before she freezes everything."
Before the Curse
Anna, now a teenager, ran past Elsa's room. She only paused for a brief moment, before shrugging and running to her parents' room. They were packing and on their way to a wedding in a nearby kingdom. She raced over to both of them and embraced them.
"See you in two weeks!" She said.
The King and Queen soon after made their way downstairs. Elsa was waiting and curtsied politely to her parents. She hesitantly lifted her head and looked at them with pleading eyes.
"Do you have to go?" She asked nervously.
"You'll be fine, Elsa," The King reassured gently.
Kai, the King and Queen's faithful servant said farewell to them on the docks. But he didn't know it would be the last time he ever saw them. While the King and Queen were sailing, they were caught in a large storm that swept them and the rest of the crew into the ocean, never to arrive to their niece's wedding, and never to return to Arendelle. The funeral was held in the meadow. Each parent had a stone made to honor them. While Anna attended the funeral, Elsa stayed in the castle.
After the funeral, Anna walked slowly to Elsa's room. She gently tapped the door and placed her hand on it.
"Elsa," She asked softly. "Please, I know you're in there…people are asking were you've been…they say have courage, and I'm trying to. I'm right out here for you. Just let me in. We only have each other. It's just you and me… What are we gonna do?" She sat down and leaned against the door. Tears began to pour down her face once more. "Do you wanna build a snowman?" She whimpered. Elsa was sitting and leaning on the other side of the door, tears were also pouring down her face. She wanted to open the door. She wanted to hug her sister tightly and sob, but she knew she couldn't. Her room was completely frozen. Snowflakes floated in the air as if time had stopped. She put her head down and sobbed quietly.
Story Brook
During the Curse, Elsa had lived alone in a nice blue house, deep in the woods. Now that the curse had broke, Elsa remembered who she was and could freeze things again. Her house also started to change colors. It was rarely blue anymore. Now it would turn red or yellow. There was still an obvious blue about it, but the new colors would look like a light was shining from an unknown source.
She walked out and about the woods, trying to figure out if she could control her powers. She had been able to figure out how to build things, but she wasn't sure if there was anyone around. There was a man made of wood lurking about, but Elsa hadn't seen him in while. Finally she found a place close to her house. It was a nice clearing with little flowers. She selected a spot to begin her self-training. Maybe she could learn to control her magic, and make uses for it. She thought of Olaf when she and Anna had built him as kids. She closed her eyes and waved her hand. She imagined the snowman appearing, his fat little body and buttons, and his two front teeth and the two sticks that looked like his hair, and of course, the two sticks for his arms. She smiled at the thought and opened her eyes. Instead of seeing a snowman, she saw that the ground below her had been covered in snow. The trees were spiked with ice. Elsa's house began to turn red again. As far as Elsa could tell, the forest was frozen.
Meanwhile, the seven dwarfs and Anton continued to grow and take care of the magic beans. Something had caught Doc's attention and he looked out with his jaw dropped. Happy noticed this and walked over to Doc with a big smile on his face.
"What's up, Doc?" He asked. All Doc could do was point over to the nearby trees and bushes.
"Am I really seeing this, Happy?" He finally said. Happy laughed, and looked over at the trees. His laughing stopped when he saw spikes made of ice pointing back at them. The ice stretched for a about a mile around them.
"G-Grumpy!" He shouted.
Leroy rolled his eyes at the sound of his dwarf name. "What is it, Happy?!" He snapped.
"It's the woods! They're…they're turning to ice!" Happy replied, breathing heavily.
Leroy sighed. "It's the middle of July, idiot! There's no way…" He trailed off as he looked over at the forest. "Ice…?" He gasped. The other dwarfs and Anton looked over at the woods, slowly turning into ice. "It can't be…"
"What is it? Who could be doing this?" Sleepy asked, yawning.
"I think I know," Leroy growled. He turned to his fellow dwarves and Anton. "It's Regina!"
Author's note: Yay! Episode 2! There's a few…weird things going on. It's either because I don't know all the names or their names are too long so I have to shorten them. (Rumplestiltskin *Cough, cough*, I can't even tell if I'm spelling his name right!) Anyways, I was wondering when you review my story, could you also let me know what your favorite part was. This is completely optional, chapter or overall story, whatever you'd like. Yay! You may now leave a review! ;)