Once Upon a Time (He Was Lighthearted and Playful)
Sid Phillips was normal. In his world, there were no talking rats or magic, there were no evil queens or voodoo or any other sort of nonsense. In his world, there was a president, and there were Saturday barbeques and school like any other normal human.
Except, apparently, in his world, toys came alive. And they could beat people. They were strong and he was weak and how? because he was a kid, and kids were supposed to play with toys, weren't they?
Except apparently, they weren't.
And now he was tossed on the Isle, because of his actions as a child, as a little boy who didn't know better. And now here he was with villains of stories he'd only ever dreamed about (Cinderella's evil stepsisters, for one, and Maleficent. The Maleficent, she was here, because apparently, his 'crimes' somehow matched up to hers. They were toys, for Godsakes, and how was he supposed to know they came alive?)
He had grown up, grown out of his old mania, headed off to college to become a lawyer before some weirdo freaks with magic "seized him in the name of the King" what the fuck was with that? Apparently, his 'sins' against toys in his childhood were so bad that that kid who'd lived next to him (Anthony? Andrew?)'s toys were suing him, but he didn't get a trial. Oh no. Those fuckers tossed him on this madhouse.
He couldn't practise law anymore, couldn't even continue school because there was no tertiary education here, and the only school there was had lessons that included 'Hostages 101' and 'Potions and Poisons'.
His daughter, Sally-Anne, was homeschooled. He kept her away from the riffraff and the weirdos that inhabited the Isle's school. Sally-Anne was normal. She didn't care for hostages or any of that other crap they tried to sell to these kids, didn't believe in magic or Samhain or any of that shit- because it wasn't real.
He kept her inside anyway, because, with these freaks, you never knew what they believed in, and they took Halloween decorations too far anyway.
Those four that were always pushing people over and stepping in people's laundry were shipped off, and he regained hope. Sally-Anne could be chosen, go and study law, and get him out. But that never happened, because King Ben immediately scrapped the programme and then High Queen Mal (what was it with these people and royalty? You want to rule? Communism.) took over and they were nuts.
Sally-Anne went through hell on the Isle of the Lost. She suffered in a way no one else did because she wasn't magick, she wasn't powerful, and she wasn't crafty. But she was beautiful. Sally-Anne was gorgeous, with pale skin and red lips and hundreds of freckles. She was stunning, with her curly black locks and grey eyes {she'd once been asked by Queen Evie if she was a succubus, but she wasn't. She was just a very, very pretty human}. So Sally-Anne suffered, because a beauty of her calibre on the Isle was rare, and it was even rarer that the beauty didn't come with a deadly cost {only Hayden survived}.
Sally-Anne was raised without toys because her Daddy was far too suspicious. She was raised in solitude, leaving the house only on the most important of occasions {or so her Daddy thought}. She was raised wearing frocks and baby doll shoes, she was raised to be normal and suburban and a whole lot of other things that she wasn't. She was raised by her Daddy and she loved him, but she was also raised by Queen Evie and King Carlos and King Jay, under the direction of Queen Mal. Sally-Anne never knew why they took her in, but she was grateful. No one was kept safe on the Isle {except for Miranda Gothel, but she didn't count. She was Athena, according to King Carlos, and that meant she was untouchable}.
When King Jay and King Carlos and Queen Evie went to Auradon, at the request of the Crown Prince, everything became a lot harder again. She had to fight through hoards to get to the barge, and the men in the streets started trailing their hands across her thighs and calves again, and she started retreating to her Daddy's house, where she'd at least be safe.
Sally-Anne killed her Daddy because it was the thing to do, not because she held any grudge against him {or so she told herself. But when she looked in her mirror at night, when her husband stared at her scars with disgust, she knew there was more to why she'd held a pistol to his head and fired point blank. She also knew she'd never tell that to anyone}. Sally-Anne had two beautiful baby girls and a husband who loved her more than Jessie had loved Woody {wasn't all that hard. She could've just married the first man she met} when she was killed. They were all killed with her. Sally-Anne was killed because she killed her father, who had loved her {at least in his own way}.
Sally-Anne's murderer was kept by the Blood Palace, in a special cell designed by High Queen Mal, and tortured into his old age. Tortured into insanity, because Sally-Anne had always been under the Queens' protection, and that was an incontestable fact. Sally-Anne lived on in the Isles of the Blest, under Hayley's careful watch, at the order of High Queen Mal.
But Sally-Anne was killed because all anyone on the Isle ever wanted was a parent who loved them.
(And Sally-Anne had that, but killed him anyway).