Chapter 2
January 7, Noon, Storybrooke School
Killian pointed towards the playground. "Robber Mills always wins 'cursed' and he won't let me forget it. Well, I wanna make sure that in our next game tomorrow, he doesn't."
Rosie nodded slowly. "I can help you with that, dearie, for...a small price."
"Anything." Killian agreed.
Rosie gave a small laugh. "Oh, they always say that. I want you to help me get revenge on a teacher. Killian's smile faded a little.
Rosie knew what he was thinking. She smiled a little. "Mrs. Nolan. You see dearie, your grandmother gave me detention yesterday and I want her to pay for it."
"But if you do something to her, won't that get you in more trouble?" Killian asked.
Rosie smiled. "Only if I'm caught."
"So… what am I supposed to do?" Killian asked as him and Rosie walked down the street that afternoon.
"There's an enchanted ink pen in my papa's shop. Whenever someone writes with it, the letters rearrange themselves to read the darkest thing that person has ever done. When Mrs. Nolan uses it to grade our papers, she'll expose herself to the class and lose all her faithful students' love and respect! That'll teach her not to keep me after school." She laughed but Killian looked uneasy.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" he asked. After all, he didn't want to do something like that to his grandmother.
"Of course it is! Besides, you already agreed to it, and there's no going back on a deal."
Killian sighed. "Alright." After all, this was Snow White they were talking about. The darkest thing she's ever done is probably stepped on a bug.
As they approached the building, Rosie whispered, "So you know the plan. I'll distract Papa while you get the pen. My mother's at the library so she won't be a problem. The pen's in the back room, come on." Then she opened the door to the pawn shop while Killian reluctantly followed.