Disney's Tinker Bell in Storybrooke
A Disney Fairies / Once Upon A Time Crossover
Season 1, Episode 5, Chapter 2

PIXIE HOLLOW, NEVER LAND (The Late Victorian Era on the Mainland)

Tinker Bell and her new found sister, Periwinkle, hugged at the border for the last time. When Tink visited the border between the warm and cold seasons earlier her wings lit up, they sparkled. Tink being Tink, she had to investigate. Tinkering a cold weather coat and hitching a ride in one of the woven baskets her guild mates made for the Winter Fairies, she made her way into the forbidden realm of the Winter Woods.

Warm fairies were not allowed in the Winter Woods because their wings would freeze solid and break. But she needed to know why her wings sparkled, so tucking them into her coat she was going on another mad adventure. It was here that Tink learned she had a sister named Periwinkle, a frost talent fairy.

Like Tink, Peri was just as adventurous and wanted to visit the warm seasons. So upon returning she and her friends designed and built a snow making machine to keep Periwinkle cool. The tour of the Autumn Forest went great, but in the Summer Glade things turned badly. The machine was running out of the ice needed to make the snow. Periwinkle could not tolerate the heat and her wings began to wilt. Tinker Bell and her girlfriends rushed to get Peri back across the border before her wings broke. They made it, but not before earning the ire of Milori, the Lord of Winter.

"This is why we do not cross the border," he told them harshly. But Tinker Bell would not be denied. She adamantly refused to obey Lord Milori's rule.

"It's not Milori's rule, Tinker Bell," came a soft voice from behind her. "It is mine."

When Tink and her friends turned around they saw the beautiful ruler of all Pixie Hollow, Queen Clarion approaching them. She had been told of the border crossing by one of the scouts. Now came to the border to set things straight with her headstrong tinker fairy. It was made very clear that under no circumstances were Tink and Peri ever to see each other again. It was too dangerous. This was when the two sisters embraced one last time. Both thought that their respective leaders were heartless for not letting them see each other ever again, but they each kept their thoughts to themselves.

When Milori and Clarion were left alone at the border they looked across the divide and all their old memories came flooding back. The heartbreak that each had been able to suppress with time came roaring back with a vengeance. That last moment at the border that they had shared was nearly identical to what happened just now between Tinker Bell and Periwinkle. It was like re-living a painful memory in full detail. Now their hearts broke because two others had been hurt.

After sharing that brief look which spoke volumes about their past and their everlasting pain, the two monarchs turned and went their separate ways. Clarion had to stop and hide in the trees where she wept uncontrollably. After knocking the snow making machine into the river that separated the warm and cold seasons, Milori kept flying on his owl. But he couldn't hold back his tears, either. He kept flying and circling until he was able to compose himself again.

"I have some bad news, everyone," he remembers telling his winter fairies centuries ago.

"In a terrible tragedy one of our own has crossed the border and broken a wing."

The assembled winter fairies gasped. "I will not say who. That person is not even in the room right now. However, the queen has passed down a decree. From this day forward no fairy, warm or winter, is allowed to cross the border."

Murmurs and shocked grumblings filled the hall. "We can still meet at the border, right?" someone asked.

"I'm sorry, part of that decree is that there will no longer be any face to face contact between the two sides of Pixie Hollow."

This led to an uproar. "She can't do that!" someone yelled.

"I have friends over there," another complained.

"What about our guilds? How will we communicate?" someone else asked.

"This is absolute," Milori told them. "No one, not even the queen nor myself, can violate this new law. Methods of communications will be restricted. No personal letters or other similar contact will be tolerated. Only communiqués of an official nature will be allowed."

"We won't stand for this!" someone shouted from the crowd.

"You have no choice," was his firm reply. "Now please go. We will allow one last assembly at the border for friends and guild mates to say goodbye. After that, there will be no further contact."

The unhappy crowd dispersed, but Milori already heard dissention among his people. Talks of insurrection abounded, but nothing would ever come of it.

Dewey, the Keeper of All Fairy Knowledge and Lord Milori's closest friend flitted up to him. "I noticed that you're wearing a cape, there, Lord Milori."

"What's your point, Keeper?"

"Well, you've never worn a cape before," Dewey answered. "Might I presume that you are the one who broke a wing?"

"Keeper, you and I know each other well, but today you presume too much," Milori snapped.

Lord Milori always regretted being so cross with his friend that day.

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

Mary Margaret was visiting David Nolan in the hospital. He was still recovering from his ordeal at the old Toll Bridge. The two were playing Hangman, wherein the player tried to guess the letters in a word before a stick figure drawing was completed hanging from a gallows. Each missed letter added an appendage. As it turned out, the word was Mary Margaret's own name. David, though admitted he would never have let her hang. "I would have added fingers, toes, maybe a horse."

David was still having problems remembering anything from before his accident, a form of amnesia known as retrograde amnesia. He was, however, making new memories just fine. "Maybe I like the new memories better," he told Mary Margaret. She smiled, David was so sweet to her. She kept falling for him. Yet she knew he was married, a matter of which she was reminded when Kathryn arrived.

~O~

Tina didn't go and work with her mother and sister today. She told Claire that there was an important test upcoming and she needed to study. Her study partner was Clarence, the mail carrier who had graduated last year.

"He already knows this stuff so he can help me study," she explained.

Claire agreed and dropped her off at the playground so they could study at one of the park benches. "I'll be back at four." Claire said. She then gave Tina ten dollars to eat if she got hungry.

"Thanks, Mom," Tina replied. She met up with Clarence and sat down to study with him. When Claire's truck was out of view, she quickly leapt from the table. "C'mon, let's go."

Clarence got up with her. They had planned this from the start. Both got into his Aztek and drove out of town into a wooded area far away from the road so they wouldn't be seen. Clarence setup the tent over the lift gate. Both climbed into the back, where the seats had been lowered flat. Clarence unrolled a blanket.

Soon, the windows of the Aztek were fogged up. Clarence and Tina were engaged in a serious make out session. Her jacket and shirt were off, leaving only her brassiere. He was completely topless. Clarence had made a hickey, or love bite, on her shoulder. If it had been on her neck, Claire would have seen it. This wasn't the first time they had slipped away to make out, but it was the first time they had been so intimate.

~O~

Mary Margaret went home and shared some Smores with Emma. She talked to Emma about why she kept feeling this way about David. And how Kathryn was so nice that she couldn't dislike the woman.

Emma advised Mary Margaret to just let it go. Falling in love with a married man would only lead to heartbreak. There were gentle taps at the door. When Emma answered she found Henry standing in the hall, crying.

~O~

Tina laid across Clarence's bare chest, their intense make out session having finally ended. She was very happy. Clarence kissed her temple lovingly. She looked up at him. "Clarence, can you do something for me?" she asked.

"Yeah, sure what is it?" he replied.

"That mine collapse last night got me thinking," she said. "I want to start living my life sooner than later. I mean who knows what will happen next? Right?"

"Yeah, sure."

"I'm glad you agree. Clarence, I want my first adventure to be with you."

"Sounds great, what is it?

"Will you be my first?"

"First what?"

"My first lover?"

Clarence nearly swallowed his own tongue. "What?"

"Yeah, I want my first adventure to be my first time."

"Tina, you're only sixteen, I could go to jail! I would go to jail!"

"No you won't," she told him. "I checked, the minimum age of consent in Maine is sixteen. You're safe, besides, I want it to happen on my birthday. You're present to me."

"Whoa now, Tina. I'll gladly make out with you, but sex is a completely different matter. We're both too young."

"No were not."

"Besides, what would your mother think?"

"She is never going to find out, and you aren't going to tell her. Right?" she said holding a fist to his face.

"My lips are sealed," he said.

She kissed him lightly. "Good answer."

Clarence was silent for a moment. He was thinking of a way to get out of this bad situation without hurting her feelings. "Well what if you get pregnant?"

"From one time? Not going to happen," she said.

"Well, maybe we should, y'know, use something," he suggested.

"Not on your life. I want my first time to be completely natural," she said. "Nothing is going to get in the way."

"I just don't know, Tina. It's all too risky."

"Look, I'm going to do this with or without you," she yelled. "If you aren't willing to be my first time, then I'll ask someone else. Like Blake. He likes me."

"Blake? The garbage collector? You barely know him?"

"I know he likes me," she replied.

"How do you know that?"

"He gives me that look every morning he passes by the house."

"Are you sure that's not just some horny guy who wants to bed a sixteen year old girl?"

"If he wants me, he can have me!"

Clarence felt backed into a corner. He liked this girl, cared about her and maybe even loved her. He didn't want anything bad to happen to Tina. But he wasn't sure if he loved her enough for sex. The problem was if she ran off to do this with someone else she might get hurt. What if she changed her mind and he didn't. She could be permanently traumatized from that.

He certainly couldn't go to her mother and tell her what they had been doing. She would get in trouble, but if his supervisor found out, Gerald might fire him. A nineteen year old man running around on the sly with a sixteen year old girl and having make out sessions. It wouldn't take much for rumors of sexual escapades to start running through this town. Misty, the manager of the Fish and Chips restaurant, loved juicy gossip and she couldn't keep her mouth shut if her life depended on it. That scandal enough would get him canned from his good job.

Oh why didn't I see this coming? Clarence asked himself. There was only one solution that would keep their secret and prevent Tina from being harmed by another person.

"Okay, I'll do it."

~O~

Emma came barging into the office of Archie Hopper. He was sitting on his couch, taking a drink with Pongo at his side. Emma yelled at him for trying to crush Henry's fantasy world.

"If the therapy isn't working, it has to be adjusted," he tried to explain, but Emma kept yelling.

"Was it Regina? What did she say that could make you ignore your ethics?" she asked. He tried to respond, but her cell phone rang.

"Is he with you," Mayor Mills bellowed angrily into the receiver.

"Yes, Doctor Hopper is here and you left your fingerprints all over him," Emma replied defiantly.

"Not him, my son."

"I left him at your office an hour ago."

That's when Archie realized where Henry had gone. Emma and Archie raced to the collapsed mine. At first they tried looking for Henry near the opening. Archie spotted a candy bar on the ground at the mouth of the tunnel. Henry had gone inside.

THE ENCHANTED FOREST

Jiminy had come to Rumpelstiltskin's castle. He brought a small bag of items he had stolen along with the names of their owners. Jiminy took payment in gold chain that Rumpelstiltskin had spun from straw. But the meek man wanted something else. He wanted to get away from his parents. So Rumpel offered him a deal. The Dark One would provide Jiminy with the means of escape. A vial with a potion that would give him his freedom. But Jiminy always the thoughtful one wanted to know what would become of his parents afterwards.

"Leave them where they are and I'll come collect," Rumpelstiltskin told him. "It will be my fee. Worry not, they'll be fine."

It was all the reassurance Jiminy needed. He took the vial and went back to his parents. Yet he was still conflicted. His conscience kept him from doing something he thought might be wrong.

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

Archie, feeling responsible for driving the boy into the mine, went inside after him. "Henry!" he called out to the boy. After taking a few steps, though, the roof began to collapse and Archie was forced deeper into the mine. He found Henry and told him to leave with him.

"You still don't believe me," Henry complained.

It wasn't about what Archie believed anymore, it was that Henry was in danger. But Henry wouldn't listen and was determined to find his proof. He ran deeper into the mine to look for it.

THE ENCHANTED FOREST

Martin and Myrna had found a young couple they thought could be conned. They decided to use the Elf Tonic scam on them. Jiminy didn't want to do that. He felt badly, but his parents' influence was too strong.

The Elf Tonic scam was a simple one, convince a gullible mark that plague was coming and that the only way to protect themselves was with Elf Tonic. After suitably frightening the victim they would offer their sole bottle of tonic in exchange for just about everything their target owned. In this case, the young couple was taken for every valuable possession in their modest home. The "tonic" was little more than rain water, the "plague" never existed. Of course, by the time it was discovered that it was all a sham, Martin and Myrna would be long gone.

But Jiminy couldn't let it go this time. "Those were good people," he told his parents. "They would never hurt us."

"That's where they went wrong," Martin told him with a smile. "Better to be people who take."

"Then be those who get taken from," Myrna finished.

That was all he tolerate. Jiminy's frustration and hatred for his parents' selfishness and greed made him take action.

"I'm sorry," he told them. "You've given me no other choice." He grabbed the bottle from around his neck, the one Rumpelstiltskin gave him, and threw the contents at his mother and father.

Nothing happened.

They just smiled. Martin had done some sleight of hand and switched the bottle with the rainwater bottle used in their scam. As con artists, Martin and Myrna had become extremely perceptive. They noticed the new bottle hanging around Jiminy's neck and drew conclusions. So when Jiminy was asleep, they made the switch.

Jiminy's heart sank. He had given Rumpelstiltskin's potion to that young couple. Upon his realization he ran back to the cottage hoping to stop them. Martin and Myrna, on the other hand, just laughed at their own cleverness. They didn't care who got hurt, just as long as it wasn't them.

When Jiminy opened the door, he found he was too late. They young man and woman had already taken the potion. It had turned them into marionette puppets. A male and a female that looked as if shock or terror was permanently carved into their faces. The hand of one puppet was gripping the hand of the other, two lovers permanently trapped in wood.

He had hurt innocent bystanders. Killed them perhaps because he sought freedom, or vengeance. If he hadn't wanted to be rid of his parents so badly they would have been spared this horrible fate.

"Oh look, more puppets for the act," Myrna said happily, not caring that this was once a human being just seconds ago.

"Momma! Poppa!" The voice came from a familiar young person. The same little boy who gave Jiminy the umbrella ran into the cottage. This nice, young couple were his parents. "What have you done to my Momma and Poppa?" he yelled at Jiminy.

He couldn't stand himself anymore. Jiminy had just wanted to be rid of his parents and their scheming ways. Now he had ended the lives of two innocents and left their child an orphan. He was sick to his stomach with regret.

PIXIE HOLLOW, NEVER LAND (The Late Victorian Era on the Mainland)

When Lord Milori used his owl to knock the snow maker into the river he didn't stay to watch it float away. Instead, he went deeper in the Winter Woods to escape the renewed pain he was feeling. If he had stayed, Milori would have seen that the machine didn't float harmlessly away. Instead, it became entangled in roots at the edge of a waterfall.

The river that separated the warm from the cold seasons was fluid on the warm side and iced over on the cold side. Where the two met, ice would break off and flow downstream. Now that same ice was falling into the snow maker while the water rushing over the falls was powering the device. So much ice was being shaved into snow that it created a whirling frozen cloud.

This whirling cloud grew until it began to throw off the delicate balance between the Winter Woods and the three warmer seasons. Soon, cold was pushing its way into the Autumn Forest and freezing over trees that were always colored in bright reds, yellows and oranges.

Tinker Bell was in the Queen's private library listening as Clarion told her the story of how two fairies met at the border and fell in love. One of them crossed the border and broke a wing.

"What happened to them?" Tinker Bell asked.

"They had to say goodbye," Clarion replied.

A second later, a depressed Tinker Bell was greeted with snow. The seasons were out of balance. Although the snow maker had been jettisoned from its improper perch Tink's friends, the damage had been done. Pixie Hollow was going to freeze. If the Pixie Dust Tree did not survive, then no pixie dust would be produced and no fairy would ever fly again.

Another chapter. I just think more about Amanda and I can write. I think she is my muse. Enjoy, please leave a review.

Scorecard:

Blake = ? (A pleasant surprise)

Gerald = Fairy Gary