Gold wakes up to the ray of sunlight that bleeds through the curtains. He stretches out that morning stiffness and get out from underneath the covers. He seems to be more at peace than usual but who is he to complain about that. He goes to his closet and picks out an outfit consisting of black pants, blue undershirt and a dark blue almost black tie. After he successfully (AN: very successfully I might add ;) ) gets dressed, he goes to consume his morning source of energy for the day. He very much believes he is going to have a great day until he get down stairs. He is excited to finally put miss Catherine in her rightful place, beneath his boot (AN: ha see what I did there?… anyway). His happy daydream of evicting Cat get rudely interrupted but the horrific sight before him. His vein in his forehead pops out of hiding as his eye twitches.
"Catherine," is the only this he can say for he is too upset to think of anything else but her immediate destruction. What you may ask, is getting dear old Mr. Gold so upset in his own house? He came down to find that his entire bottom level of his house is covered, wrapped, blanketed in $1 bills, including the walls. He is seething with anger and rightfully so.
He walks over to his couch, which is also wrapped in $1 bills, and looks on his coffee table, which is also wrapped in $1 bills, and sees a video tape, which is also wrapped in $1 bill. There is a note in it that reads, 'Watch Me.'
He goes to his VCR, which is also wrapped in $1 bills, grabs his tv remote, which is also wrapped in $1 bills, and turns his TV on, which is also wrapped in $1 bills save for the screen. He presses play.
On screen:
He can see that she is in his living room while filming this.
"Hello Mr. Gold. I hope you like the makeover I gave your house. Now it's not so pink! I am making this video to show my happy, smug face, and also to show you that I did in fact pay my rent on time." She says in a sickly sweet, whisper voice. She then pulls out a clock and puts up to the screen to show that it is… 11:59.
"See? It is still today so I am not late."
He quickly, quicker than a man with a cane should be able to go I might add, grabs his cane, which is also wrapped in $1 bills, and his keys including the keys to Cat Got Your Tongue, which is also wrapped in $1 bills, and goes out the door, Which is also wrapped in $1 bills.
He gets in the car, ignites the ignition (after he takes the wrapping paper off (the $1 bills)) and drive to the dead man idiot's coffee/candy/ice cream/bakery shop.
With Cat:
A certain green haired cat unfortunately is forced to wake up from her satisfying dreams of a certain old pawn shop owner. 'Dreams of him being pissed off of course, nothing weird or anything. Dreams of him trembling… With anger, not anything different you perverts. Although I'm the one who brought is up… Gah! Now my thoughts are turning against me!'
She was far too excited to let her wondering and traitorous thoughts bother her now. She was so filled with anticipation that she even woke up on her own, without Tom having to wake her up!
*cue happy getting ready for the day montage (AN: Imagine the song Oh What a Beautiful Morning is playing*
Catherine gets dressed and goes down to eat all the while you can hear Oh What a Beautiful Morning is playing magically in the air. She sits at the wooden and slightly worn table in the dining room that I connected to the modern, olden dayish kitchen. One of which even comes with one of those old ovens that are in the wall that you have to manually start a fire in (AN: sorry I don't know the name if it has one. If anyone else does please tell me!). She then gets up, realizing she forgot to actually get her breakfast. She pours herself a bowl of Cocoa Dino Bites (AN: this is a real cereal. It's like cocoa pebbles but better! It's my favorite!), and pour herself a cup of Mountain Dew. She sits back down and after finishing her cereal, she sips on her Mountain Dew from her coffee cup as if it is actually coffee while she waits for the time of which signals her real start of day.
Tom comes down the stairs, of course he has his dark brown hair perfectly parted and his his professional looking clothes are completely absent of any wrinkles. (AN: I think I'm imagining him as Tom Riddle… yep from now on that's him!). He goes to get a breakfast that is actually suitable and has to do a double take.
'Is she actually awake? And whats with the Oh What a Beautiful Morning montage?' He doesn't believe his eyes for he attempts to rid them of this hallucinating sleep but looks again to see the same improbable picture before him. Then he realizes that there is one thing that will get her up this easily.
"Okay what did you do to Gold." Nothing but accusation is in his tone.
"What ever do you mean Tom dearest?" Her voice drips with false innocence that is battled by a disbelieving look.
"Mhm."
*sigh*
"Why must you do these things? It's quite troublesome."
With Gold:
As he drives into town, he equips his stoic mask, for it is his strongest armor. He parks his car in by his shop as to not harden the arousal of suspicion. As he gets out of the car and walks across the street to the building that looks as if Willy Wonka was on sugar high and put too much make-up on, he was unaware of the several pairs of eyes tat rest upon him. Some f which were concerned, some all know for they are used to this behavior of them both, and one of which was just overbearing with smugness (AN: can you guess who -_-). One evil queen seems to be awfully satisfied with the turn of events. Though it's not necessarily a turn for this happens often. She remembers that her and Lily actually got along well. They both had a love of annoying the imp. The only time that they weren't on the same side really was when the curse was cast.
'I'm surprised that she actually got caught up in it. Considering that she is far more powerful than any of us. Although considering its Lily, she either got bored and just went along with it or forgot to do something to keep her from getting swept away.' Since Regina and Lily kinda got along, despite Lily's temper, and Regina didn't necessarily intend for her to get hit by the curse as well, she decided to giver her a normal life. The thing she always wanted.
As the lock hugs the key that resides in Gold's hand, they are in complete sync as the both turn to the more powerful forces' wishes and dance the secret dance that unlocks the door to revenge. Gold makes quick work of enlightening the overly sweet establishment. He pulls a chair to the center of the room as it makes an unpleasant cry of uncomfort, putting it in the most strategic battle position. Like a child, he can't help but turn to the ice cream, and decides he deserves a bowl. He scoops himself some plain vanilla that sends him into smooth beige bliss. He turns the lights back off, locks the door and sits back in the chair and waits.
With Cat:
After she eats her insult of a breakfast, she grabs her oh-so-precious backpack and exits her castle with a spring in her step. While walking to her car she enjoys the feel of grovel pushing, massaging its way to her protected feet. She makes a last minute decision and makes a b-line to her bicycle instead. On her way to town, she is just bursting with excitement, anticipating his face, his reaction. She just can't wait to see him.
'To see his face, not him. I mean his angry frustrated face not just his face in general of course.'
Her confused thoughts have her reminiscing on how he is the only one to really battle her. How he pushes her and gives her her fighting spirit. The excitement of attacking and being attacked by someone who can actually make it hurt is her source of stimulation. Without these banters in this otherwise dull repetitive life she is sure she would go crazy… Well she already is but in a different way.
'He is kinda my only friend believe it or not, in a weird way. Well except Henry and Regina. I mean I'm friends with a lot of people like Granny, Ruby, Archie is kinda like an uncle who adopted his niece to me, and Mary-Margret so he isn't really y only friend. Maybe friend isn't he word I'm looking for, hmm. Speaking of Henry, I wonder if he got any further with his theory?'
Henry had informed Catherine about his theory when they were hanging out one time and Cat told him about weird dreams she would have. He told her how they sounded exactly like the stories in his book. Catherine was relieved beyond belief. She knows that she is insane, literally, but this is one thing that she isn't crazy about. She still remembers the dream she told Henry that day.
Cue dream flashback
There were two people running, I'm not entirely sure from what. They were running in what seemed like really long hallways. They must be in a castle or something. One of them was a male with blond hair. He had blue eyes filled with worry. Honestly he looked like the Prince Charming teenage girls would dream about (AN: heehee I'm so sneaky). The other was Mary-Margret, but really long hair. The Blondie was fighting off someone with his sword while MM was carrying something. She was about to enter a room that read something that was to blurry to see. Before she could get in though she heard a yell from behind her. She turned to see, what looked like Regina (but with over exotic clothes, over done make-up, and again, really long hair) standing over Blondie with her usual smirk in place, while Blondie was lying on the ground covered in blood.
"Charming!" MM yells. 'So I was right. It is Prince Charming!'
The Blondie, apparently named Charming, was now dead. Regina starts to cackle (AN: I love that word) evilly.
Cue Regina evil laugh:
"Mwahahahahaha!"
MM tries to get into the room, as if it would save her but she was too slow, or maybe Regina was too fast. MM covers the bundle in her arms with her body, becoming a shield to protect whatever it was, from whatever doom was about to be presented to it. 'Seriously, what was so important about that bundle?'
"Any last words?" Regina asks the typical, cliche, bad guy line.
MM suddenly widens her eyes and get a look of ah-ha and replies with a yell of, "Just one. Lily!"
Next thing you know, a dark green ominous fog filled with small lightning bolts starts to swirl around one particular spot not too far away from the two. A strong wind is forcing its way around and invading their faces. Now it's MM that is the smug one smirking while Regina's face is overcome with worry.
"What makes you think 'she' will help you?! She is evil too y'know?!" Regina has to yell for her voice to reach MM over the wind. She is both terrified and hopeful about what is to happen with this newcomer.
'There is a small chance she will be on her side.' I can somehow hear their thoughts.
"That may be, but we have a common interest. And she owes me, she doesn't back out on her word!" She seems confident in her words, but she couldn't hide the small flicker of fear that flashed across her eyes.
'I know that she will help, but her power is still evil. I don't want to have to do it this way but, it is the only way. She is the only one that can bring him back.'
This person must be pretty powerful and important is they are both this afraid.
The fog creates a hole. A black hole! Its seems to be trying to suck them in! They both try to keep their footing as they watch the scene unfold, but it is harder for MM since she has got the all powerful bundle in her arms. The hole seems to be a portal. You can see hands, arms, I think through it. They looked red but see through at the same time. Its as if they are trying, begging to escape but they can't. You can hear moans and groans of pain and anguish coming from the gray, twisted, warped world beyond the hole. My guess that they are the souls in hell but who know right? (AN: she does… haha…).
All the sudden a hand shoots out from the depths of the other dimension, and grabs the side of the hole. 'It' pulls itself out and next 'It's' foot and leg come out. The, souls I think, are trying to grab the figure. To pull 'It' back or to try to get out I'm not sure, perhaps both. 'It' ducks its hooded head to get out and leads the rest of the cloaked body out with a lingering touch of 'It's' other hand. The figure remains hooded with a black shadow covering 'It's' face.
'It' reaches back in and grabs a scythe and drags it out. Sparks are emitted into the air as it scraps across the floor. The figure then lifts it and holds it as a staff. I can now see that the scythe is taller than the creature, but from what I can tell 'It' isn't very tall (AN: har har har. Even she thinks she is short '^'). The scythe is honestly the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I seem to be entranced with it. The metal is of the purest black color and the blade is so sharp I fear it will cut me by just looking at it (AN: bonus points to those who got that). It shines to the point you can see the reflection of the two females. It's so clear you can even see the fearful anticipation in their eyes. Vines of green, the kind of green that you would use to picture the life of tree leaves, or of the color of Mother Nature's robe, that pop out due to the lack of color of 'It', are wrapped around the long handle as if it is its life force. Here and there you can see a leaf stick out though I don't know how anything could grow on it or the environment 'It' came from. They seem to emit an essence of death. They vines and leaves seem to be the only living thing about the creature.
From what I can see, which is only the hands due to the black cloak 'It' is wearing, 'It's' skin is bone white, pure white. A complete contrast from the cloak. Nothing alive should be that pale. You can see the veins, either from the paleness or odd boldness of the color. The blood isn't blue like I should be. Its green? Black? You know how flowing lava looks like (AN: or unicorn blood in Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone)? Y'know how some parts are orange, or red, or dark red? Well that's what the blood looks like except with green and black. This person seems to like green and black a lot, maybe we would get along due to my similar love of green. Its creep though, to be able to see blood flowing through someone's veins when they aren't bleeding.
The hood is pointed and is still casting a shadow over the face. Of course in dreams you can never see the things that would answer your questions. Maybe if I saw the face I would know who it is. Or if I saw the words above the door MM was trying to get through.
"What is it you have called me here for Snow?"… 'It' spoke…
The voice was surprisingly melodic. It was beautiful, powerful, authoritative… and feminine. Though it makes sense because now that I recall MM called for someone named Lily. Wait… Snow! That is who Henry thinks MM is! Proof that his theory is real. And if that is Snow White, Regina is the Evil Queen like Henry said as well. Though I don't really know for sure if that is Regina.
"Regina killed Charming and I need to get to the tree wardrobe (AN: it's a tree wardrobe right? Sorry I haven't watched that early in a long time)." MM, I mean Snow answered in a rushed, fearful voice. Wait… Regina! She said her name is Regina! More proof. And… tree wardrobe? What the hell is that?
'It'… Lily turn towards Regina and Blondie. She first looks to Regina, then to Blondie, then back at Regina. She stalks toward her prey as everyone holds their breath for the doubtless pain that is to bestowed to Regina. At the last second she quickly turns to Blondie, surprising everyone.
"Y-You can't b-bring him back. You told me yourself, it's against the rules!" Regina exclaimed. She seemed to be trying to convince herself more so than this Lily character.
"I can if he is needed in the future or if it isn't time for him to die yet. Which in this case, both are true." Lily whisper yells in a menacing voice, yet at the same time as if she is explaining it to a child (AN: Imagine a female Voldemort voice).
She then kneels down and sets her scythe aside. She hovers her hand over Blondie. The veins seem to pop out as a red aura surrounds it. It then engulfs the two and increasingly becomes brighter. Regina snaps out of it and tries to stop her but Lily merely raises her other hand and outstretched it as a black, liquid like essence shoots from it, keeping Regina at the wall.
"It doesn't matter. You won't have enough time! The curse, it's here!"
They all look up to see a dark purple cloud, much like the one that created the portal for Lily, coming at them.
"Snow! Hurry!" she demands.
That seems to wake MM, er Snow from the reverie she was in and she rushes into the room with the oh-so-important, unknown contents still in her arms. Lily is nearly done reviving Blondie, Regina is still on the wall frantically watching all the commotion, Blondie is uselessly lying there on the floor, and Snow is on the ground in the room next to them, opening a door to the "tree wardrobe."
She kisses the bundle for some odd reason and sets it inside. The camera, or my view really, pans to the wardrobe where I can see the bundle is cloth of some sort. Snow then moves the cloth, as if to see it one last time but, of course, before I can see what it is I woke up.
End dream flashback
"Why the fuck is it that whenever you're about to see something in dreams you always wake up?!" Cat frustratingly exclaims out loud.
She sees her phone in the basket in front of her light up with a text and she carefully takes it out as to not crash her bike. It's from Tom.
'Jar'
She quickly stops in shock and replies immediately.
'H-how did you know?'
'I guessed'
Jeez is the world on The Jar's side?
She didn't realize that she was so close to the shop.
' I guess reminiscing will do that to you. I wonder how Gold liked his "gift?"' That puts a smirk on her face and any pondering on how her dreams intertwine with reality, or at least what she thought was reality, vanish. She quickly unlocks the door. As she switches the lights on she is momentarily blinded by the tear-jerking, artificial sight inducer. She turns to see none other than Gold there in a chair in the center of the room with a bowl of ice cream in his hands.
"Gah! Shit don't do that!" she demands. She quickly realizes her mess up hopes that Gold is too angry to notice. His appearance looks as if he is calm and all is well, but his eyes tell a different story. His eyes holds and anger that Catherine knows all too well.
Unfortunately for her he still noticed.
"Jar. Oh and forgive me. I didn't realize that going into places without permission makes people upset!" His accent becomes thicker as he tries to keep his calm.
Cat smirks in reply "I see you got my rent money."
She sees that something seemed to have snapped in him. Only she can stir him like this and she knows it well. She absolutely loves it.
"Yes indeed. Not only did I get that I also got proof to arrest you with you imbecile!" he yells while holding up the tape and waving it around.
"Arrested?! For what?!" she know very well, she just wants to aggravate him further.
"For breaking and entering, and destruction to property you idiot kitten."
'Wow, any second now he will be beating me with his cane.' she for some reason is starting to like the sound of that.
"Ah, it was worth it." she sighs contently.
Gold then slowly gets up from his chair and slowly stalks toward her with a thump of his cane to accompany each of his footsteps. They never take their eyes off each other as they are not arms length apart. They wouldn't risk it.
Gold continues to look into her deep, tree leaf green eyes and smells her naturally sweet scent. He I compelled to move closer so that is what he does. Their noses are now almost touching. The duo secretly revel in the approximately as they cast a spell of entrancement upon each other.
'Uhg, why do I keep thinking how he is so devilishly handsome?' Cat gets frustrated with her new found attraction to her all time enemy.
'I've noticed just how beautiful she is as a human. We're so close, all I have to do is reach out and I could touch her. From the looks she is giving me, I don't think she would mind.' Gold is confused with his sudden desire to touch her and almost became submissive to them. He realizes what he was about to do and quickly looks away from the greenette's hypnotizing eyes. He coolly plays it off though as if he was just looking outside through the window, and just in time to see Graham pull up.
"Hmm, seems we have company," he tells her, thankful for the distraction.
This causes Catherine to out the window, a tad bit dazed by the involuntary intimate moment. As she sees the cop car she a rush of oh crap and attempts to run but Gold stops her with his cane and a sing-song voice,
"Ah ah ah, I don't think so deary," he whispers in her ear and she can feel a shiver run down her back.
Graham enters and gives her a really again look that emits a nervous chuckle from Cat.
"Can I help you sheriff?" She attempts.
"Catherine, you know why I'm here," he tells her as if she was a child.
"For the daily special?" she asks hopefully, although she is well aware it isn't going to work.
*sigh*
"Nooo," he drawls out, "I'm here to arrest you, again."
"Again?" Emma asks, moving from behind Graham. Once she is in view Cat's whole mood changes.
"Emma! Well hello, come to see me due to the inability to take you pretty head off of me? Not to worry my sweet, I feel the same!" Cat maneuvers in around Graham in a very smooth way and gently takes a hold of Emma's chin.
"Actually, I came with Graham. I'm the new deputy," she answers trying to hide a blush she knows is coming. A blush due to embarrassment, not excitement… probably.
'Uhg, I never even blush when guy hit on me. Whats happening?'
"Hmm, in that case I should get arrested more often," she mostly whispers to herself.
*sigh*
comes from Graham and Gold who are only too used to Catherine's antics.
Graham then save Emma from more embarrassment and cuffs Cat and escorts her to the police car.
"See you in hell deary," Cat says to him as they drive away.
'Mm, I might actually get a peaceful day.'
AN:… Wow it has been a while. I have had major writer's block and major family issue that I have been dealing with as well and I've been sleeping constantly… Sorry… Anyway, this was a long chapter. My rough draft wasn't nearly this long. I find it ironic that I subconsciously made my 'Tom' character Tom Riddle so in reality I only own Catherine/Lily. Oops I've been forgetting to say I own nothing… well I own nothing. I've been seriously obsessed with Phantom of the Opera lately. Christine is a bitch! Oh Erik I will love you! he just needs company and Christine trades him for that sissy bitch Raoul. Anyway thanks for your patience I just saw that people actually like this fanfiction which has got me really excited and more motivated so hopefully I will update more often. Its funny how many time I've had to use auto correct, pretty much every other word has a red squiggly line. Also i saw the last chapter i will try and fix it. for some reason when I write this story i read it in my head with a british accent when I'm american. MURICA!