Disney's Tinker Bell in Storybrooke
A Disney Fairies / Once Upon A Time Crossover
Season 1, Episode 7, Chapter 3

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

Graham visited Mary Margaret between classes. He told her he knew her. Well of course they knew each other, she replied. Graham, however, insisted that they knew each other from another life.

Mary Margaret gave him a look of concern. This was essentially the same thing that Henry said. She thought Graham had been talking to her imaginative student. He looked confused. She explained to him that Henry had this book of fairy tales and was convinced that everyone in Storybrooke was a character from that book.

Henry Mills had the answers, Graham thought. He went to find him.

~O~

Mayor Regina Mills went to the Sheriff's Station to confront Deputy Emma Swan. Regina had become jealous of Ms. Swan. She was convinced that Emma and Graham were developing a connection or a relationship. Regina told Emma to stay away from him. Graham was hers and she didn't want Emma getting in the way.

~O~

Sheriff Graham spoke to Henry about his visions. Henry, piecing things together, concludes that Graham was the queen's huntsman. The person The Evil Queen had contracted to kill Snow White. He was to have removed her heart and brought it back to the queen as proof of the murder. However, the huntsman couldn't go through with it, so The Evil Queen took the huntsman's heart instead.

Now Graham was convinced he had no heart. It might explain why he couldn't feel anything when he was with Regina.

~O~

Claire spent most of the day hating herself. She was convinced that she had come off as desperate last night. When her date with Hartley ended, she kissed him. It was only their second date official date. How could she be that stupid?

"He must have thought I was being too forward," she mumbled to herself while working at the Town Hall. Of course, today, younger couples routinely engaged in sex on the third date while others engaged in sexual relations with people they didn't even love. They called it "friends with benefits," although there were more profane terms for it.

She and Hartley were not young, they came from a different generation and a different set of morals and ethics. Sex was something intimate and was to be shared between two people who truly loved each other. It was not to be engaged in lightly or just for fun. At least, that was how she had been brought up. She assumed Hartley embraced the same or similar values.

He is never going to call me back, Claire thought. Now she worried that she had lost any chance with this good man. That sense of loneliness set in again. It made her sick in the pit of her stomach. She hid her anxieties from Valerie. She had to remain strong and stable for her two girls. They deserved that much.

In spite of her caution, Claire found herself crying as she worked. Tears would occasionally leak from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. Valerie, who was listening to music from an iPod, didn't seem to notice.

PIXIE HOLLOW, NEVER LAND (The Late Restoration Period on the Mainland)

"Well done, well done," Swift told Festus and Vidia. He was very proud of them. Vidia was not punished by Queen Clarion for her insensitive remarks aimed at the Tinker Guild.

"We're doing a good job hiding all of this from the queen," Swift whispered to Festus. "I'll be running this guild soon and Clarion won't be any the wiser to us."

Swift and Festus truly believed in the superiority and ascendancy of the Fast Flyer's Talent Guild. They had been trying to get others to fall in line, but most thought along the same lines of Queen Clarion. Equality of person trumped inequality of talent or guild.

Yes, they all believed that their guild was the best, but not in the same sense as Swift and Festus.

The other fast flyers viewed their guild with pride. Their claims of superiority were little more than morale boosters and prideful boasting. These two, however, had taken it beyond that to the levels of bigotry and prejudice. They looked down on the other guilds and talents. They were viewed as inferior in much the same way that some humans viewed other races of their own kind as inferior.

Queen Clarion's belief in the equality of person only proved her weakness in their eyes. Swift and Festus had a plan. They were going to run the guild from under the nose of their guild overseer, Fairy Morrison. Eventually, they intended to impose their will on the entirety of Pixie Hollow through clandestine methods. Their ultimate goal was to force Clarion to recognize their guild's natural superiority.

Vidia falling into their lap was a stroke of good luck. Her great talent effectively made her a celebrity and the public face of the guild. Swift and Festus made sure to spend as much time with her as possible so they could "educate" Vidia in their ways. Mold her into what they wanted and needed while earning her loyalty. What they needed from her was the leverage Vidia's celebrity status could offer their movement. She legitimized their cause just by being associated with it. This made it easier to both bring in new converts and retain their old ones.

Swift stood on one of the tables in their tavern. He banged two cups together to gain the attention of everyone there. Each fast flyer in attendance was an adherent to their way of thinking. "Alright, alright. First, let us have a round of applause for our young Ms. Vidia."

The dozen or so flyers clapped their hands for the girl. Vidia, who was still dressed in her tight skirt and now sported four of the purple feathers, could barely contain herself. The appreciation was tangible. She felt special, not just for her talent, but just because of who she was. She was getting validation from these people and it made her feel good inside.

"Vidia," Swift began, "we apologize for not making that one detail clear. It is our fault that you were put into such a difficult spot. You are too important to our guild to allow your good name to be sullied. Please, can you forgive us?"

"Sure," Vidia answered. "You're my only true friends."

Swift flitted down from his perch and embraced Vidia. The warm and fuzzy feeling this created in her only endeared them to her even more. This was exactly what Swift wanted.

"Thank you, Vidia," he said. "You're like family to us now."

After another round of applause, Swift began this meeting in earnest. The first order of business was simple, to continue recruit more people. He needed everyone there to use the pride that the flyers had in their own guild as a means of converting them to their cause. The idea was to use simple reasoning to show the logical leap from prideful boasting to a firm belief in natural superiority.

Festus slid up closer to Vidia. Then he coyly put his arm around her waist and pulled her towards him. She didn't pull away.

"Are you okay with this?" he asked.

"Yeah," she answered with a smile.

His question had a double meaning. Was she okay with what was being said? Was she okay with how he was acting towards her? She seemed to recognize both possibilities. Her answer give Festus the clear impression that she approved of each one.

Vidia was falling in love with Festus. Nothing generated more intense loyalty than love.

THE ENCHANTED FOREST

The Huntsman had lost all hope in humanity. He had been abandoned by his parents. The wolves raised him. They were his real family. The wolf who travelled with him was his brother. Humans, he believed, killed each other for fun or profit or to impose their will. Animals only killed for food. In his opinion that made the animals the morally superior creatures.

In spite of all of this, he disliked the task at hand. He felt it degraded him to the level of the other humans he so despised. The huntsman was dressed as a knight and was escorting the beautiful Snow White on a walk. She engaged him in conversation. He was to kill her and cut out her heart. Then return it to the queen as proof of the deed. He hardened himself for the killing blow.

There was just one problem. Every knight who had escorted Snow on her walks had always offered their condolences. He hadn't. When Snow pointed his out, he tried to remedy his mistake, but it was too little, too late. Snow knew he was to kill her by the order of the queen.

"Your instincts serve you well," he said.

"And you're wearing too much armor," she answered just before Snow knocked him down with a large branch. While he struggled to his feet, Snow White ran for her life. This didn't really change his plans. As a huntsman, he was an excellent tracker. Snow was a coddled princess. The advantage was all his.

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

Claire was so nervous that she nearly wretched after lunch and again on the way home for work. She needn't have worried. On her home phone was a message from Hartley.

"Hello, Claire? I was able to secure tickets to the show this weekend. Are you free? Please return my call."

She called him back and accepted. They talked for almost an hour before hanging up. Claire was so relieved. After the holiday she was going on another date with her handsome man. Now she began to wonder if this made them boyfriend and girlfriend.

When she looked up at the clock it was getting late, Claire had to run back out. She needed to collect the turkey and sides she had ordered. "I hope they haven't closed yet."

Thanks you to everyone has been reading. I hope you enjoy this new chapter. Please let me know what you think so far.