Disney's Tinker Bell in Storybrooke
A Disney Fairies / Once Upon A Time Crossover
Season 1, between episodes 7 an 8

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

Vidia lay in her hospital bed, still trying to come to terms with her new surroundings. Her mind continued to wrangle with how all of this might have occurred. One thought was that Captain Hook may have found some black magic to send them away from Pixie Hollow. Vidia dismissed this idea because Captain Hook had no idea where on Never Land Island the home of the fairies was located. He couldn't even locate the new hiding place of Peter Pan and the Lost Boys.

Hook didn't think that Peter would go back to his old hiding place since the pirates knew where to find it. So that was exactly where Peter went to make his new hideout.

The fast flying fairy tried to think of any other possibilities when a young man dressed in purple garments brought her a tray with food.

"Lunchtime," he announced. He moved a table over to her so that it seemed to hover and then placed the tray upon it. The table was attached to a post that rolled on wheels.

Looks like something Tink would tinker, she thought.

Her lunch consisted of a salad; some kind of white pasty stuff which Tinker Bell described as mashed potatoes, green beans; a bowl of apple slices and red grapes; colorful, wiggly cubes which Tink told her was gelatin and a piece of bread. Also on the tray was a glass of cold, black tea and several small bags which looked sealed and small cups with lids which Tink helpfully informed her contained butter and jelly for the bread.

The item which most readily caught her eye was a large, oblong thing which was brown in color and was covered in a thick goo and topped with sliced mushrooms. Though the mushroom slices looked tiny compared to back in Pixie Hollow. She had to remind herself that humans were much bigger than fairies. Mushrooms would look tiny to a human, which she now was.

"What's that?" she asked Tinker Bell pointing to the oblong, brown thing.

"That's Salisbury steak," she answered. "It's great. Well, it's great at Granny's, I don't know about hospital food."

"Steak? You mean like …animals?"

"Uh, yeah. It's made from beef."

Vidia gave Tinker Bell a quizzical look.

"Cows? You remember cows don't you?"

Vidia felt ill to her stomach. Fairies didn't eat the flesh of animals because they helped to birth and nurture them. Fairies were friends to the animals. Animal fairies in particular helped to train them, taught birds how to fly, fish how to swim and skunks how to, uh…, skunk. Fawn would be horrified by this, she thought.

"I can't eat meat, that's disgusting," Vidia said.

Tinker Bell was momentarily dumbstruck. "Val, you always eat meat. You had turkey for Thanksgiving, remember?"

Now it was Vidia's turn to be confused. "What? I've never heard of...of… Thanks-whatever."

"You've never heard of Thanksgiving? Sis, we've celebrated Thanksgiving every year, how could you have not heard of it? Mom even said you were the cutest looking Indian ever in the Thanksgiving Pageant when you were in Ms. Blanchard's class. Wait. She said the same thing about me. She said I was the cutest looking Indian ever in that pageant. She lied. I can't believe Mom lied."

"Indian? Pageant? And who is Ms. Blanchard?"

"Well, the politically correct term these days is Native American," Tinker Bell rambled.

"Native American?"

"Yeah. And Ms. Blanchard was your grade school teacher when you were ten. Can't you recall any of that?"

Vidia became quite frustrated with all of this. "Tinker Bell, I have never been in a human class. I'm a fairy. A fast flying fairy. A true rare talent. I make breezes in the spring and winds in the fall to blow the leaves off the trees."

Tinker Bell cocked an eyebrow. "Uh, you make winds?"

"Yes, exactly."

"So, would that be before or after the bean burrito?"

"Huh? …HEY! That's not funny!" Vidia yelled.

"What's not funny, dear?" Queen Clarion walked back over to join her and Tinker Bell. To Vidia, Queen Clarion never looked so poorly. Her eyes were red, it was obvious she had been crying. Her face tried to conceal her pain, but she was doing a terrible job of it. It worried Vidia who could always count on her queen to be the picture of resolute strength and supreme confidence. "Oh you got your lunch, great. Well eat up, you need to keep up your strength."

"I can't eat this," Vidia told her.

"She's a vegetarian all of a sudden," Tinker Bell told the queen.

"Honey, you ate turkey on Thanksgiving two days ago. How could you be a vegetarian?"

"That's what I said," Tink replied. "Do you know what she said?"

"What! Is! Thanksgiving!?" Vidia barked.

The queen stared at her, baffled. "You don't know? Sweetie, we celebrate it every year. We eat turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole and corn bread. Then we sit down as a family and watch the football games. Dallas and Detroit host a game every year."

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"

Tink and the queen shared another one of those looks. Stares that they seemed to be giving each other quite a bit lately. "You don't remember?" Clarion asked her.

"If I did would I be asking?!"

"Well at least she still sounds like Valerie," Tinker Bell quipped.

"Shh…, quiet."

"Where is Mainebrooke?"

"Where is what?" Clarion asked.

"I think she means Storybrooke," Tinker Bell said.

"Sweetie," the queen told Vidia, "Storybrooke is your home. It's in Maine."

"Where is Maine?"

They shared another of those glances. "Maine is part of the United States. Where do you think you are?"

Vidia's mind searched for anything regarding The United States. "Is that the mainland across the great waters?"

"Across which great waters?"

"From our mainland."

"And which mainland is that, dear?"

"England," Vidia finally said. "England is our mainland. It's where we bring the seasons every year. You make sure we stay on schedule. You the ministers and Fairy Mary. Does any of that sound familiar?"

"Sweetheart, the seasons come on their own," Clarion said. "No one brings them."

"We bring them," Vidia said desperately trying to get someone to believe her. "We've always brought the seasons to the mainland."

"No sweetie, our world just spins around the sun and the seasons come and go on their own, just like clockwork."

Vidia was horrified by this pronouncement from her very own queen. How could she say that no one brings the seasons? They don't just come on their own. They never did. More questions without answers, more paradoxes to plague her.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Tinker Bell asked.

"No, it's meat. Meat tastes terrible to us because animals are our friends," Vidia told her. "We care for them and they trust us to keep them safe."

"So you don't eat any animal anything? Not even milk or eggs or cheese?"

"Well of course we can eat those," Vidia said. "We aren't killing anything to eat that." Vidia wondered why Tinker Bell didn't know this.

"Okay, smarty pants, where do you get the milk? Cows?" Tinker Bell asked with a snide tone.

"Its mouse milk," Vidia answered with an equally snide tone.

"Eew," Tinker Bell replied.

"You get milk… from mice?" Clarion asked.

"Sure, don't you?"

"No, sweetie, we get it from cows."

~O~

Back and forth this line of questioning went. For Vidia, she was desperate to get Queen Clarion and Tinker Bell to remember who they were and tell her how they all got to this place.

For Claire and Tina, they were just as desperate trying to jog Valerie's memory. Why she thought she was some fairy named Vidia only added to their desperation. In particular, Claire, who was staring at her own daughter who did not even know who she was and insisted she was someone else. What a horrible way to live, Claire supposed.

Vidia peppered both Clarion and Tinker Bell with questions, but answers were not always clear as they continued to assume she was someone named Valerie. Their responses and questions were clearly aimed at helping this Valerie person to regain her memories. Memories that absolutely did not exist.

Claire could not understand why Valerie was so hell bent on trying to convince them that she and Tina were fairies. It disturbed her more that she thought Tina was Tinker Bell, a character from the popular J.M. Barrie novel. Everything else Valerie described, this place she regularly called Pixie Hollow and the names of her supposed friends, like Silvermist, Fawn and Rosetta, were all new to Claire who assumed they were part of Val's vivid imagination.

~O~

The same male human who had brought the tray of food eventually returned. "You're not finished eating?"

Vidia explained that she didn't eat meat and wanted something vegetarian, remembering the word Tinker Bell had used. "Oh, well, I'll see what I can do. The kitchen might already be closed down for lunch and preparing for dinner."

~O~

"Why don't you leave the tray," Claire told him. She then asked Tina to bring food for all of them from Granny's Diner.

"What would you like, dear?" she said, speaking to her oldest daughter.

~O~

Vidia didn't know how to respond other than, "Something without meat in it."

~O~

Claire suggested a grilled cheese sandwich which Valerie could eat with the rest of her meal, just leave the steak untouched.

The man in the alcove next to them piped up. "Hey, if you're not going to eat that steak, can I have it? I'm still hungry."

Valerie nodded.

"Of course." Claire took the tray and scrapped the steak and sauce onto his empty tray. She also handed him the bowl of Jell-O.

"Hey, why did you do that for?" Valerie griped. "I was going to eat that, it looked good!"

"Oh, honey, Jell-O is made from animal bones." Claire explained the basic process of how gelatin was extracted from animal bones before being turned into the wiggly, jiggly cubes in the cup.

~O~

Vidia turned nauseous as this Jello-O was described to her in detail. "How do you know all this?"

"The Food Network," Clarion answered.

"Okay, fine, don't answer my question!" Valerie growled.

~O~

Tinker Bell returned with several bags in hand. From one she pulled what was called a grilled cheese sandwich. Vidia enjoyed the taste of it. She consumed it and the food left on her tray, though most of it was cold now. She was also given a large, tall cup with a lid and a straw. From it she sipped a sweet drink that tasted a bit like plums, but with a strong bite to it.

"What is this?" she asked.

"That's Mr. Pibb," Tinker Bell answered. "It's one of your favorite sodas."

"Soda? Is that what this is? I like it."

Not long after, Vidia watched as a tall blonde woman approached. She wore blue leggings, boots nearly up to her knees, a dark shirt and a red jacket which she let hang open. She was carrying with her several bags. "Here you go," she said to Queen Clarion as she handed them to her.

~O~

Claire accepted the bag from Deputy Emma Swan. "What's this?"

"I went back out to the crash site and recovered as much of your daughter's personal effects as I could," she said. Emma then turned to Valerie, whom she noticed was now awake. "Hey, good to see you conscious again. You had us all worried. How are you feeling?"

~O~

Vidia didn't know how to answer. She had never seen this woman before in her life. She turned to her queen, who gave her a reassuring nod. "I'm fine, I guess. Who are you again?"

The woman smiled. "I'm Emma Swan, Deputy Sheriff of Storybrooke. We've met before."

~O~

Claire pulled Deputy Swan aside and relayed to her what was happening with Valerie.

"She thinks she's fairy named Vidia?" Emma said, disbelieving. "Has she been talking to Henry?"

"The mayor's boy? No, not that I'm aware of, why?"

"Never mind." Emma proceeded to show Claire the contents of Valerie's beat up saddlebags. Included were some clothing, most had holes in them from where small woodland animals had been nibbling. Her cell phone and iPod were in good shape.

"Also, there was all of this money. It was lying on the ground near where we found her."

Emma handed Claire several thick rolls of dollar bills. The very same ones she had seen Valerie take from her hidden can. There were huge rolls of hundreds, fifties and twenties. "Would you happen to know how he she got all that?" Emma asked, sounding more like a police officer than a concerned human being.

"No, deputy, I don't," Claire answered. "I didn't even know she had this much money until you handed it to me."

"I hate to say this, but if it turns out she acquired that through any criminal means, I'll have no choice but to arrest her and open an investigation."

"I understand, Deputy Swan," Claire said. "I'll see what I can found out." She brought the rolls of money to her daughter and placed them before her. "Sweetie, where did you get this?"

~O~

Vidia looked at the rolls of funny looking colored paper. "What is that?"

Clarion shared that same worried look, this time with the blonde woman she had been talking with. "It's money. Where did you get it?"

Vidia looked at the rolls again and then back at the queen. "Your Highness, we don't need money. We live communally. We do for ourselves and we do for others."

~O~

"Your Highness?" Emma asked Claire.

"She thinks I'm queen of the fairies."

"Huh? Well I've never heard that one before." She turned her attention back to Valerie. "C'mon kid, where did you get all this dough?"

~O~

Vidia was baffled by the question. "Dough? For bread?"

"Money, Val, she means money," Tink contributed.

"Yeah, now where did you get it?" the blonde asked again. "Did you steal it?"

"Steal it? It's not even mine."

"Now that I've heard plenty of times," the blonde said.

"Valerie, sweetheart, answer Deputy Swan's question. Where did you get all that money? Were you hustling men at The Rabbit Hole?"

"The Rabbit Hole?"

"Yes, Sheriff Graham caught her a couple of times hustling the bar patrons at the dart board," Clarion said. "Sheriff Graham never pressed any charges. He always let me handle it. Graham was like that. He preferred for families to take care of their own internal problems. A very nice man. I'm going to miss him."

"Yeah, me, too."

"Who are these grumpy looking guys?" Valerie asked. She had unrolled some of the bills and was looking at them, confused.

"Those are former presidents," Claire answered. "Except for Ben Franklin. He was a founding father, inventor, statesman and ambassador."

"She doesn't recognize them?" Emma asked.

Claire just shrugged her shoulders.

"These are the former kings of America?"

"Kings? Is she kidding?" Emma responded.

"Honey? Those are presidents. We elect presidents."

Valerie stared at Claire as if totally lost. "What are presidents? And where is the grumpy old lady?"

"Hillary Clinton?" Tina half-jokingly asked.

"Tina, not now," Claire hissed at her youngest. "What grumpy old woman?" Claire asked of Valerie.

"When Tink and I visited Lizzy at her summer home she had money with a grumpy old woman on it. Then a couple of years ago the money had a picture of a grumpy looking old man."

"Who were these persons?" Claire asked. "Do you know?"

Valerie had to stop and think for a moment. "Ummm… Queen Victoria and King Edward VII, I think."

~O~

Clarion and the blonde woman shared that glance again. That look that said what is she talking about? Vidia had been seeing that look quite a bit since she had woken up.

"Sweetie," the queen began, "Queen Victoria died more than a hundred years ago."

"No, she died about four years ago."

"Okay, this is getting ridiculous," the blonde woman said.

Clarion offered a pained, weak smile. "Uh, sweetheart, what year is it?"

Vidia just quirked an eyebrow. "It's 1905 according to the human calendar."

Clarion and the blonde shared that same look again. "Would you two stop doing that?!"

"Did you say nineteen oh five?" the blonde asked her.

"Yes, that's right."

"Valerie," Clarion said, as if getting ready to deliver bad news. "The year is two thousand and eleven."

"What?! No, it's nineteen oh five!"

"Sweetie, the year is two thousand and eleven."

"Really?"

Tinker Bell nodded. "That's right. November 26th, 2011."

At this moment Vidia realized that she had not just been removed from her world and made into a human, but she had also been removed from her time, as well. This new revelation struck her with a tremendous fear. What kind of fearful magic had such power to do this? she asked herself.

Now it was entirely on her shoulders to discover what this power was, how to reverse it and send herself, Queen Clarion and Tinker Bell back to their homes. Back to Pixie Hollow.

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