The Charmed Ones and Wyatt are cursed in Storybrooke.
cursed names are:
Piper = Hazel (Haze) Woods
Phoebe = Baylie (Bay) Lockwood
Paige = Mirelle Lakerose
Wyatt = Preston Mills (adopted by Regina through the curse)
(The lullaby, Regina sang to Preston is mine, so if you like it and want to use it I one of your stories please give me credit for it. Other than that I am more than happy to let you use it in one of your stories)
(In the Enchanted Forest, Emma is born right as the curse is brought about and Charming doesn't have time to take her to the wardrobe. Despite being in different worlds, 18 month old, Wyatt senses Emma's great power and orbs his mommy, Auntie Paige, Auntie Phoebe and himself to the Enchanted Forest)
Piper: (looks at Wyatt, concerned) Wyatt, where did you orb us to
Wyatt: (whispers) Emma
Phoebe: (looks at the gray clouds that seem to be spreading) What is that?
Paige: With our luck, probably something bad
(Piper, Paige, Phoebe and Wyatt get knocked out and wake up in separate houses not remembering who they were or each other)
(At Hazel's house, Hazel gets ready for the day and walks out side running into Mary Margret, David and baby Emma)
Hazel: Hello Mary Margret (nods her head and smiles) David. Congrats on your new daughter, Emma.
Mary Margret: Hello Haze
David: Morning Haze
(Hazel walks into Granny's for breakfast and sees Mirelle and Baylie)
Hazel: Hi Mirelle, Hello Baylie
Mirelle/Baylie: Hi Hazel, good morning
(At the mayor's house, Preston wakes up and cries to alert his mommy that he is awake. Regina runs to her son's room and holds him)
Regina: (singing) My precious little baby
settle down for the night
hush little baby
and sleep tight
rest your head
cause I am here
(Preston has calmed down now, so she stops singing and kisses her son on the head)
Regina: I love you, Preston
Preston: (baby talk) Mama, wuv you
Regina: I know, baby, I love you more though
Preston: (baby talk) Hunry mama hunry
Regina: Alright lets get you something to eat.
(Regina walks downstairs to the kitchen with her son. She cuts up a banana into small slices and feeds it to Preston. Then she plays with him, because being the mayor's son he has lots of toys.)
(One year later, Preston is two years old and Emma is one.)
(At the mayor's house, Regina is sitting at her desk and Preston is playing on the floor with some toy cars)
Preston: Mama, where Papa?
Regina: (sad and tearing up) He couldn't be with us
Preston: Oh sowry mama
Regina: (tearing up) It's not your fault
Preston: I make you cry
Regina: (still tearing up) That's not your fault, either. I just miss him. He was a wonderful guy.
Preston: Ok mama
(At Mary Margret and David's house with Emma. David is sitting with Emma, playing with her)
Emma: (smiles) Mama
David: (excited) Mary Margret, she did it. She said mama.
(Mary Margret runs into the living room where Emma and David are)
Mary Margret: Come on Emma, say it again
Emma: (smiles) Mama Sow
David: I think know what Sow means. It means Snow, as in Snow White.
Mary Margret: Those fairy tales are getting in her head.
David: Sorry, that's my fault. I've been reading Snow White to her.
Emma: (smiles) Mama Sow
Mary Margret: David is she calling Me, mama Snow?
David: I don't know
Emma: (smiles and nods) mama Sow
David: I guess that's a yes
Mary Margret: Why though?
David: I don't know. Maybe she thinks you look like Snow White.
(Another year later, At the mayor's house, Preston is 3 years old and he can't sleep. He gets out of his Toy Story toddler bed and walks into his mommy's room and lays next to her on the bed)
Preston: Mommy?
Regina: Yes baby?
Preston: Will you sing to me?
Regina: Of course, I will (singing) My precious little baby
settle down for the night
hush little baby
and sleep tight
rest your head
cause I am here
Preston: Thanks. Mama, where is that song from?
Regina: I made it up when you were a baby
Preston; I love it, and I love you, mama. Good night
Regina: Good night, Pres. I love you more
(At Mary Margret and David's house during the day, Emma is two. Mary Margret is washing the dishes and Emma is standing next to her observing how she does it)
Emma: Mama?
Mary Margret: Yes sweetheart?
Emma: You Snow White
Mary Margret: What?
Emma: You Snow White
Mary Margret: Why am I Snow White?
Emma: You wook wike Snow White in my book.
Mary Margret: Oh Emma, you know that is just a story, right?
Emma: No, it weal
Mary Margret: Ok, I'm Snow White. Is daddy, Prince Charming?
Emma: (smiles) Yes
Up next Bayle and Hazel will have a talk and there will be more Emma and Preston. I hope you like it so far.
Baylie has found out something about Storybrooke. Hazel is going crazy or is she?
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