Disney's Tinker Bell in Storybrooke
A Disney Fairies / Once Upon A Time Crossover
Season 1, Episode 3, Chapter 1

Takes place alongside events of the third episode from the first season titled Snow Falls.

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

He wouldn't stop looking at her. Mary Margaret Blanchard was on a date with Dr. Whale, physician and surgeon at Storybrooke Hospital. Whale was ogling Ruby the waitress who always dressed in the skimpiest, most provocative attire she could. Tonight she was wearing red colored hot pants so tight and short that her tiny waitress apron looked huge by comparison.

Needless to say, the date ended early.

Dispirited, Mary Margaret walked home, wondering why she couldn't find true love. She noticed a yellow VW Beetle parked on the side of the main drag. Inside was Emma Swan, who was living out of her vehicle after getting kicked out of Granny's Inn.

This wasn't the worst thing she'd had to endure, Emma admitted. There wasn't a room to rent in all of Storybrooke, so her car would likely be her home until something came available. Mary Margaret said she had a spare bedroom and offered to take her in. Emma, always a loner, declined, but thanked her anyway.

~O~

Valerie was racing her Harley-Davidson motorcycle down the back roads of Storybrooke. Only the moonlight from above and the cycle's headlamp gave any view of the highway. She was playing a dangerous game, one that would have scared any other person. Valerie enjoyed the rush. It was the speed and the thrills she craved. Well into the night the dark haired girl rocketed through the woods. She felt free. Free from all responsibility; free from her mother; free from any comparisons to her perfect little sister; free from the cruel world where she felt trapped by everyone and everything around her.

This is why she wanted to fly. If only her father was still alive.

Sadly, all good things come to an end. Valerie returned home, poking along at a painfully slow 30 miles per hour through the city streets. The last thing she wanted was for the sheriff to give her a ticket. It wasn't that she couldn't afford it, she could, but a ticket meant another shouting match with her mother. It was after midnight and Claire could be such a bitch.

I don't know what dad saw in her? she asked herself.

Val approached her house, an older two story Tudor style with dormers in the high peaked roof. The master bedroom on the upper floor had a porch that doubled as a carport. It gave a clear view of the front lawn and street. Her mother was sitting there drinking tea. Probably chamomile.

Just my luck. The warden is watching.

Once inside Valerie ran upstairs. Her mother stood in the hallway blocking the path to the bedrooms. Her arms were crossed and she was visibly upset. "Where have you been?"

"Out," Val replied shortly.

"That's not an answer," Claire snapped. "You have to be up early tomorrow."

"So do you," Valerie answered. "Earlier in fact."

"Yes, and I should be asleep, but instead I'm up waiting and worrying about you."

"Then stop worrying," Valerie retorted, "I can take care of myself."

"If you could do that you wouldn't have to live here. You would have a college degree, a full time job that you would go to everyday and a place of your own," Claire shouted.

"You want me out of your house? Fine I'll be out your house," Val shot back.

"What I want is for you to stop behaving like a child and to start acting your age," Claire demanded.

Valerie just stood there, staring down her mother. "I wish dad had lived-."

"So do I, but he's gone. Nothing can change that," Claire told her.

Valerie narrowed her eyes. "I meant, I wish dad had lived and you had died." Valerie shot passed her mother and into her bedroom, closing the door behind.

"Valerie? Valerie you come out her this instant," Claire yelled through the door. "That is a horrible and mean thing to say!"

"It's supposed to be!" Val yelled back through the door.

"Mom?" Tina had opened her door and peeking into the hallway. "What's going on?"

Claire, who was five foot nine, went to her younger daughter, who barely stood five-two, and knelt down in front of her. She spoke in soft, quieting tones to the girl. "Oh, I'm sorry we woke you, honey. It's just your sister, she's being difficult again."

"Can't you make her stop?" Tina asked sleepily.

"I'm trying," Claire said, tugging the little girl's nightdress smooth and straightening her hair. "Now go back to sleep, okay?"

"Okay, Mom."

Claire kissed her little angel on the forehead and sent the child back to bed. Too tired to argue any more with Valerie, she retired to her bedroom. It was twelve thirty and she was only going to get five hours of sleep. Claire was going to drag through the entire day, even with coffee.

THE ENCHANTED FOREST

"You're a girl!" James said, astonished.

"Woman," the bandit replied, just before clocking him in the head with a rock. Prince James was too stunned to hold her. The bandit leapt to her feet and escaped.

"I will find you!" James yelled to the woman who had just stolen his jewels and wedding ring.

Prince James was riding in a guarded carriage with his fiancée, Princess Abigail. She was a snobbish woman who complained about everything. When the convoy came to a sudden stop, James stepped out of the carriage to find out what was going on, leaving his leather pouch of jewels and wedding ring on the seat. The path was blocked by a fallen tree, but when studied up close it was clearly felled. That was when the bandit struck and stole the leather pouch. Now James had no ring to give to his wife to be. He had to get it back.

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

"MOM!" Tina yelled, shaking her mother. "MOM! Wake up!"

"It's too early, sweetie," Mrs. Kensington mumbled. "Go back to bed."

"Mom, it's seven o'clock. I have to be at school in an hour!"

Claire pried open her sleepy eyes and stared at the digital clock. It couldn't be that late, her alarm would have gone off, waking her at five thirty. She remembered that strange dream she had. The one where she kept looking for the off button on her alarm clock. Finally, Claire was able to shake off enough sleep to read the red, digital numbers. They said, 6:55 AM.

"OH CRAP!" Claire jumped out of bed and started scurrying around like a chicken with its head cut off. "I have to shower, but you have to eat, where is your sister?"

"She left this morning after eating corn flakes," Tina answered.

The older woman just growled under her breath. "Uh..., have you eaten?"

"Yeah, I had some corn flakes, too," she said. "With grapes."

Tina was fully dressed and waiting to leave for school. Claire still needed to brush her teeth, bathe, and use the toilet before getting dressed. Not enough time for all of that. Unless she brushed while in the shower.

By 7:40 Claire was downstairs and calling for Tina. The girl brought out a bowl of cornflakes with milk and green grapes. The woman smiled, Tina would do something sweet like that. Claire had to gulp down her food. She would be late to the renovation job site and called to one of the workers to let them know. The one big question that kept running through Claire's mind, however, was where to find Valerie.

~O~

Mary Margaret's elementary school students were at the hospital putting up banners and posters to cheer up the patients. Ms. Blanchard had been volunteering at the hospital regularly, leaving flowers and offering to the patients comforting words and someone to talk to. Bringing her students would teach them the value of volunteerism and citizenship. All the children were actively involved in the project. With one exception, Henry. He was in a special ward where a patient named "John Doe" was kept. He thought that was the man's real name. It turned out that Mr. Doe was a comatose patient who had been in the hospital's care for as long as Ms. Blanchard could remember. No one knew who he really was.

PIXIE HOLLOW, NEVER LAND (English Interregnum Period on the Mainland)

Late one evening a baby's first laugh found its way to the island of Never Land. It came clinging to a bloom from a Purple Leaf Plum Tree. The laugh, which had come a great distance, nearly got lost and had many adventures crossing the different lands and oceans before reaching Pixie Hollow. A fast flyer encircled the bloom, pushing it with gentle breezes towards a giant, maple tree that glittered with pixie magic.

When the bloom settled, a hefty looking man with orange hair and moustache brought out a cup with golden yellow pixie dust. He poured the dust over the white / pinkish bloom and it became a fairy with tall wings on her back. She was clothed in her bloom and had long, black hair that fell beyond her waist. She looked around and was surprised by the assembled crowd of fairies, all with smiles on their faces. Some, like a lovely red head, waved hello to her. The new fairy just cocked on eyebrow, unsure how to respond.

Someone announced, "Queen Clarion" and several flittering, fluttering orbs of living light swirled about as they approached the tree. Then those orbs collided in a brilliant flash. A moment later, a beautiful fairy appeared. She was tall, with honey brown hair, blue eyes, glimmering butterfly wings and wearing a crown that matched her long, shimmering dress.

"Born of laughter, clothed in cheer; happiness has brought you here," she said greeting the new arrival. "Welcome to Pixie Hollow. I trust you found your way alright?"

The new fairy with long, dark hair and lavender eyes seemed taken aback by the question. Then she crossed her arms, narrowed her eyes and answered, "Well, I'm here aren't I?"

The other fairies gasped in horror. No one talked to the queen that way. Suddenly, the mood changed. A minute ago, all the fairies were glad to see this new arrival. Now some were murmuring to each other, wondering if this one was going to be trouble.

The queen chuckled, "Yes, I suppose you're right." The queen set the fairy's wings and helped her to fly. The new fairy seemed most taken by this ability, zipping around the arrival area before settling down at a grand sight unfolding before her. Several mushroom pedestals popped up from nowhere. Fairies in different color clothes brought out icons that represented something important to each of them.

"What are these?" she asked the queen.

"These will help you find your talent?"

"And I'll know which one mine is by… what, a nametag?"

The queen chuckled again, "If only it were that easy. You will know when the time comes."

"Oka-ay." The newcomer walked over to a pedestal with a floating ball of water. She reached for it, but the water ball simply dropped and poured out all over the floor. The fairies dressed in blue looked rather disappointed. Then the new fairy touched a flower, which turned dark and wilted.

"Oh," mourned the redhead who was watching. She had a sweet smile.

Then the new fairy walked up to a hammer, suspended in air above another pedestal. She took hold of it, but it fell out of her hand. A stout looking woman with brown hair and dressed in green actually looked relieved by this development. The dark haired fairy saw this and glared in response. "I don't like green anyway," the young girl muttered.

When she finally came to a spinning cloud of dust, something amazing happened. It rose from its spot and glowed. Each time a fairy finds his or her talent, the symbol of that talent glows, its brightness revealing the strength of that fairy's talent.

This spinning vortex glowed so brightly it blinded everyone in attendance. Even the queen had to shield her eyes. Never in the long history of Pixie Hollow had a talent glow been so bright. Not even for Rosetta.

"I guess you're not the most talented fairy anymore," said one of her friends.

"Well, it had to happen sometime," she said with a pleasant, but regretful smile.

"Why her," whispered the stout woman in green to a lanky fellow with a shock of red hair and thick water goggles. Fortunately, the new arrival didn't hear that comment.

The queen turned to a group of fairies dressed in purple and announced, "Fast flyers, welcome the newest member of your talent guild, Vidia!"

Vidia, was presented to her new guild mates who embraced her immediately as one of their own.

"Wow, I can't believe how talented you are," one of the purple clad flyers said in awe.

"We are so lucky to have you in our guild," said another.

"You're going to love being a fast flyer, Vidia," a third said, putting his arm around her in greeting. "We're the best guild in all of Pixie Hollow. No other even comes close. Be proud that you're a fast flyer."

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

Claire had dropped off Tina at school. She was late and had to explain to one of the administrators what happened. Now she was on the way to the renovation job site when her cell phone rang. The owner of The Rabbit Hole called to inform her that Valerie was at the bar and that if she didn't pick up the girl right away he was going to have her arrested…, for solicitation.

Note: Kathryn Nolan in Storybrooke is Princess Abigail in the Enchanted Forest.

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