Disney's Tinker Bell in Storybrooke
A Disney Fairies / Once Upon a Time Crossover

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

The storm relented late. At the cabin, Mary Margaret discovered to her great joy that the flock did not leave. The birds waited out the storm in the forest and she was able to release the dove back to its friends. Now it would not have to face a lifetime of loneliness and isolation.

On the other hand, she would.

That joy of watching the little dove return to its friends soon turned to heartache. Mary Margaret knew that she and David Nolan could no longer see each other and both had to bury any feelings they had for the other. It was a painful reminder of how cruel life could be.

~O~

Morning. Claire stood in the hallway. She was on the phone calling her clients for that day. With the power still out in certain parts of Storybrooke, including her neighborhood, committing to any work was not going to be possible. She was attempting to reschedule as many appointments as she could. She was quite grateful at the understanding of each person she spoke with.

In her bed were the three girls, Tina, Valerie and Penny. The two sisters were still snuggled up against each other, bracing themselves against the frightening evening they endured the night before. Finally, Tina stirred. She opened her sleepy eyes and stared right into the face of her sister which was nose to nose with her own. Then she noticed that her arms were wrapped around Valerie and Valerie's arms were wrapped around her. A filial embrace of solidarity against the violent thunderstorm.

It terrified her more than the lightning and thunder. Tina shrieked.

"YAAAAAAAHHHHH!"

Valerie woke with a start and screamed in reply. "DYAAAAAAAAHH!"

This jolted Penny awake and into a fit of screams, as well. "AAAAYYYIIEEEEEE!"

Suddenly, all three were screaming and shrieking. "AAAAAHHH!

"AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGHHHHH!"

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

"What is going on in here?" Claire bellowed, standing in the doorway. She placed her hand over the microphone of her cell phone to prevent the person on the other end from hearing their conversation.

Tina rocketed out of bed and started to wriggle from being creeped out. "Eewwee, I was cuddling up with my sister. Yu-uck!"

Valerie hurried out of the bed and darted from the room. "Where are you going?" Claire asked.

"To my room so I can forget this ever happened," was her sharp reply.

Then Tina made a mad dash for the common bathroom in the hallway so she could shower "the ickiness" off of her.

Penny stared at Claire and asked, "Is this normal?"

Claire readily and calmly answered, "Yes," then went back to talking with her client on the phone.

"Whoa! I've heard of togetherness, but this takes the cake," she muttered.

~O~

Desiree wanted to use the power outage as an excuse to have more sex with Ned. They had made love in every room in the house except the bedroom, which was where Ned wanted to go next. Desiree wasn't too happy with the suggestion. She found the idea of love making in the bedroom as being very bourgeois. However, Ned told her since it had never been used for that purpose it could be viewed as "an exotic location to stimulate the senses."

She saw his point and they proceeded to spend the entire night in the upstairs bedroom surrounded by candles and music from her iPad. They two were quite "vigerous."

When the cleaning crew arrived the next morning they were stunned to find a broken bed.

"Impetuous," Lisa commented.

"Homeric," Cindy was inclined to say.

"You read way too much," Rae insisted.

"Actually, that was from a movie. The Quiet Man with John Wayne," Cindy said in reply.

"Looks like you've got egg on your face," Lisa told Rae.

"Good thing we're a cleaning service," Gracie added with a chuckle.

Rae just rolled her eyes and started wondering aloud, "How are we supposed to clean this up?"

"We don't," Lisa told her. "It's not in our job description. Leave it for Desiree, she can afford movers."

The talk show host was already taking care of that. She called the local furniture store and ordered a brand new bed. "And make sure this one holds up!" she insisted. "I'm not paying good money for lousy furniture."

Several neighborhoods in Storybrooke were still without power when her morning show was broadcast. Not everyone could tune in. Viewers who could, though, noticed immediately that she had a funny gait to her walk. When Cleo pointed it out, Desiree could only demure and answered, "Ooh, I don't kiss and tell, sugar. But it was glorious."

During a commercial break, the show's director insisted that she censor herself while on the air. "This is a family show, remember?"

"Oh please, how many kids are watching at this hour?"

"Well, for one, the mayor's son. She called to complain. Now be careful."

"Hmph, the mayor sure lets her panties get into a bunch over nothing, doesn't she?" was how Desiree responded. The director just scowled at her. "Okay, okay. I'll watch my language from now on."

~O~

THE MAINLAND (The Late Victorian Era)

Periwinkle told her friends what she had learned. "She's gone, that poor baby's mother is gone. All she has left is her father and the governess."

"Oh, that's terrible," Gliss replied, the spring temporarily gone from her step.

"So? What do you want us to do about it?" Spike answered pragmatically. "We can't bring back the dead."

"Well we have to do something," Periwinkle pleaded.

"It's none of our concern," Spike replied. "This happens all the time in the human world, Peri. You're just going to have to get used to it."

Spike turned to fly away. "Is that what you did?" Peri asked directly. "Got used to it?"

"I don't get all wrapped up in what happens to these humans the way you do, Peri. I know of them, I know about them, but I do not get attached to them."

Periwinkle looked at Gliss with pitiable eyes. Gliss had to look away. She was caught between Spike's pragmatism and Peri's big heartedness. She hated being caught between two friends. It never turned out well.

"Well…, I'm going to do something," Peri announced, effectively putting her foot down.

"What do you intend to do?" Spike asked.

"I don't know yet, just that I want to do something for that baby. The governess said her father didn't believe anymore."

"Believe in what?" Gliss asked.

"In anything. He will only believe in what he can see or study. The little baby will be reared the same way. Can you imagine a child not believing in fairies?"

"Okay, so how do you propose we make the father change his mind? Show ourselves to him?" Spike asked in a snippy tone.

"Oh oh oh, I know. Why not show ourselves to the baby?" Gliss answered excitedly.

Spike had to explain that the girl was too little to know what it was seeing. They could flit around in front of the infant all day long and it wouldn't do any good.

Both Peri and Gliss appeared defeated. Until…, "That's not a bad idea, Gliss," Periwinkle said.

"You're kidding?" Spike asked, incredulous.

Periwinkle told her two friends about the mobile which hung over the baby's crib. Every time she would lie there, the infant would see it. The mobile had shapes made to look like stars and moons. "Maybe we should add a couple of new decorations made to look like fairies."

"I get it, that way the little girl would always see us," Gliss squealed excitedly.

"Uh…, won't the father just tear them down?" Spike asked, recognizing the hole in their logic.

"Oh…, right," Peri answered, feeling utterly dejected.

Spike then suggested an alternative. "Of course, if we painted ourselves into the stars, and used abstract forms and a color that didn't stick out too much, just be subtle…, yeah, we could do it."

Periwinkle grinned from ear to ear. "Thanks, Spike."

"Hey, what are friends for?"

~O~

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

David was getting ready for work as was Kathryn. David could sense something was troubling her. "Anything you want to tell me?" he asked.

Kathryn told him how she felt about their relationship. "David, even when you're here it's like you're not even here."

David said he was going to try harder. Kathryn admitted that she thought she was pregnant. She wasn't. However, it brought to the forefront of her mind what she wanted from her marriage. Kathryn wanted a family with David someday. She wanted to have children and raise them together. They agreed to begin couple's therapy with Dr. Hopper to try and repair their broken relationship.

She looked at the clock. It was just after seven in the morning. "We had better go if you want your coffee at Granny's."

"Why don't we stay in for breakfast?" he suggested.

~O~

Mary Margaret didn't go to Granny's for coffee this morning. Instead she stayed in and ate breakfast with her roommate, the sheriff. Emma sat at the table with her legs folded up while she ate a kid's sugary cereal. Mary Margaret had prepared her regular breakfast of eggs, bacon, toast, dollar pancakes and juice. Emma told her it was the right thing to do. Mary Margaret knew Emma was right, but it didn't make the pain any less difficult to tolerate. She just wished she could forget all about David.

~O~

THE ENCHANTED FOREST

Grumpy had gotten word from Red. The prince had called off the wedding. "Good news!" Grumpy shouted. He ran down the road and into the house where he and his brothers lived. They had given over one of the rooms to Snow White. He burst in yelling, "Good news! The prince has cancelled the wedding. James has isn't going to marry Princess Abigail. Now you can be with him."

Snow looked at him rather confused. "Who?"

Grumpy spied the night table. On it was the vial given to Snow by Rumpelstiltskin. It was empty. Snow White had consumed the potion to ease her broken heart, but in process had forgotten James. The timing couldn't have been worse.

~O~

Prince James charged his steed across the meadow to the home of Widow Lucas and her granddaughter Red. "Where is Snow?" he asked Red, the comely young woman in the red cape. He dismounted his horse to speak to her directly and respectfully.

"She didn't come back after visiting you at the castle," the woman in the red cape answered.

"I will find her," James declared, mounting his steed to further the search. "I will always find her."

~O~

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

Mary Margaret stopped at Granny's for some coffee before work. It was 7:45 am. She went out of her way to avoid seeing David this morning. When she opened the door, there he stood at the counter. The schoolteacher was surprised. David was just as stunned. She turned and left the diner. He followed her.

"What are you doing here?" she asked him.

"I came late to avoid seeing you," he answered.

"Well, I came at 7:45 to avoid seeing you," she replied. "David, we can't be doing this…"

"Kathryn's not pregnant," he blurted out. Suddenly it was as if every blockade between them had been whisked away. They kissed each other, passionately. Across the street Mayor Mills looked on in disgust from her car.

If Kathryn ever found out, she would be crushed.

~O~

THE MAINLAND (The Late Victorian Era)

"Okay, we are done," Spike announced.

Periwinkle and her friends had successfully used pastel colored paints to add in fairy shapes to some of the objects hanging from the mobile that hung over Lizzy's crib. These fairy paintings ranged from small to large, but always subtle and not easy to spot. They simply blended into the design. In essence, they were providing something that would be seen more clearly on a subconscious level rather than a conscious level, even if they didn't immediately know it.

"From now on, whenever that little girl looks up here, she'll see fairies among the stars."

"Do you think this will work?" Gliss asked.

"We can't be too direct or the father will replace this thing. All our work will be wasted."

"It will work," Periwinkle declared. "It has to."

The three winter fairies grabbed their paint and brushes and left the room through the attic like they did last season. "It would be interesting to come back in a few years to find out what has happened to this child," Periwinkle mused. "Will she still believe in fairies? Or will her father just drum any such thoughts out of her head?"

"Yeah. It's a shame we will never know," Spike replied.

Hmm..., it seems that Periwinkle well eventually find out... in Secret of the Wings. I hope everyone is still enjoying this story. Drop me a line. Thanks.