Chapter 9: Halloween (Part II)
Mary Margaret entered the rec center, hearing the sound of laughter over the beat of whatever music was playing. She could feel it as she got closer to the main gym and she steeled herself before opening the door. The music washed over her, the decibels almost deafening her immediately.
The lights were off in the gym and it was only illuminated by the lighting brought by the DJ the Brunts had hired. Children ran around the rec center, enjoying spooky activities and playing along with the DJ's games. Parents milled around the edges of the court, holding bags of candy that were either collected by their children or were store bought to give out to the other children.
Katrina Brunt walked over to Mary Margaret, dressed in her Ichabod Crane outfit of a white shirt, tan breeches and a blue 18th century coat. Her blonde hair was tied back in a long ponytail held in place with a black ribbon. She smiled as she greeted Mary Margaret. "So, what do you think?"
"I think you've done a great job," she replied. "The children seem to really be enjoying themselves."
"Thank you. You know how much Brutus and I love this holiday and we're so happy we can make it even more festive for the children so thank you for letting us use the rec center," Katrina said with a grateful smile.
Mary Margaret preened a bit, even if she agreed to let them use the rec center every year and Katrina always thanked her profusely. It just was another reminder that she was a good leader. Regina certainly wouldn't have agreed to such a party. She hated anyone having fun.
"You're very welcome," she said. "I just wanted Diana and the other children of Storybrooke to enjoy Halloween in a safe environment."
Katrina nodded. "And they are already having a lot of fun. Though that might be because we just had the toilet paper mummy game and they got to make a mess."
Mary Margaret chuckled. "I'm probably going to have to pay the janitors overtime for this."
"Probably," Katrina replied with a laugh. She motioned to the floor. "But I would say it's worth it."
"Me to," she said, watching several children dancing or running around in front of his booth, enjoying themselves. Others went through the maze of horrors, where they stuck their hands through holes and shrieked as they touched "brains" (gelatin), "guts" (spaghetti), and "eyeballs" (peeled grapes). Everyone just seemed to be having a lot of fun, pleasing Mary Margaret.
Kicking at a piece of toilet paper, she tried to find her daughter. She had to remind herself that Diana was dressed as Red Riding Hood and not Snow White. But it was difficult to try to spot a red hooded cape in such dim lighting.
"Where is my daughter?" she asked Katrina, yelling over the music.
"Carving pumpkins with Sabrina," Katrina replied, pointing to an opposite corner of the gym.
Mary Margaret followed her finger to where a long table was set up. Diana stood at it, happily scooping out a pumpkin next to her best friend. The two girls laughed at something as they continued to make their jack-o-lanterns and Mary Margaret relaxed, glad her daughter was having some fun.
She also thought that Diana looked a lot like Ruby in her Red Riding Hood costume, which put her mind even more at ease.
"Are you hungry?" Katrina asked her. She motioned to another end of the gym. "You have to try the food. Bruce and I took a chance on Sherwood Cafe and it has paid off. Everything is delicious."
"Well, I guess I should try it," Mary Margaret replied, not very eager to patronize any place called the Sherwood Cafe. It was not a good sign-especially if Regina was now associated with the place.
Katrina led her over to the tables laden with trays of food, handing her a plate. "I think you should try everything," she told Mary Margaret.
"I don't think this plate will hold everything," she replied, trying to keep her tone light. "Nor will my stomach. We should narrow it down."
"Okay," Katrina said. She laughed as she waved someone over. "How about we get recommendations right from the chef?"
A woman dressed as the Queen of Hearts approached them and Mary Margaret's heart had dropped. How had she failed to realize who the possible owner of the Sherwood Cafe would be? If she was working with Regina, that was not good for the curse.
"Miriam, I want to introduce you to the mayor, Mary Margaret Nolan," Katrina told the woman. She then turned to Mary Margaret. "This is Miriam Woods."
"Pleasure to meet you, Madam Mayor," Miriam said, holding out her hand for Mary Margaret to shake.
Miriam Woods.
Of course. The curse had long proven it had a sense of humor.
Mary Margaret took her hand, making sure to smile as she said: "It's a pleasure to meet you too. I look forward to your cafe's grand opening."
Though if Miriam continued to remain aligned with Regina, Mary Margaret was going to do everything to make sure that grand opening never happened. Regina needed to be alone and she would do whatever it took to make sure everyone stayed away from her for their own good.
She couldn't hurt anyone else.
"I was just telling the mayor she needed to try your food," Katrina continued, talking with Miriam. "I absolutely adored your lobster puffs."
Miriam blushed a bit. "I'm glad you do. I wasn't too sure if they were a bit too much for a party for children."
"Well, there's plenty for them to enjoy so we can have the lobster puffs to ourselves," Katrina said, placing a few on a plate for Mary Margaret.
"I would advise trying the mini quiches," Miriam continued, "and maybe some of the lasagna."
Katrina nodded, placing those on the plate. "Oh, and the roast beef! It's like butter."
By the time they were done, Mary Margaret's plate was laden with a hodge-podge of food. Katrina held it out. "I know it looks crazy but it's all delicious."
Mary Margaret laughed as she took the plate. "I'm sure it is."
"And I know it's a lot but try to save room for dessert," Miriam said. "I am working with Regina Mills from Once Upon a Treat. And her baked goods are to die for."
Katrina nodded. "I haven't had a chance to taste them yet but everyone just keeps raving about her baking."
"I didn't know Regina Mills could bake so well," Mary Margaret replied, trying to keep her tone light and resisting the urge to grit her teeth.
"Her baking is magical," another woman said, coming up behind them. "I had one of her cupcakes at a birthday party. Oh. My. Goodness. I felt like I momentarily died and went to heaven, that's how good it was."
Mary Margaret grew hotter as she tried not to let her anger show. Regina was supposed to be an outcast. People weren't supposed to praise her. Was her manipulative ways just too powerful, even against magic?
Or had Diana somehow broken the curse on Regina and awakened her magic?
No, this is a land without magic, Mary Margaret reminded herself. Even if she was awake, she would be powerless.
"Oh, here, she comes," Miriam said, motioning to the door behind her. A figure emerged from it, backlit so Mary Margaret could see her properly until she took a few steps toward the table.
Mary Margaret's blood froze in her veins and her heart stopped for a moment.
Plain, timid Regina didn't stand there.
The Evil Queen did.
Confidence rolled off her as she set the tray of treats down on the table. Her hair and makeup were impeccable, enhancing the beauty Regina had been known for back in the Enchanted Forest. She had weaponized it as well as her sexuality, which was why Mary Margaret had wanted to make sure she didn't have any confidence or self-esteem to use it. It seemed Regina now knew how beautiful she truly was - on the outside at least - and was ready to flaunt it again.
It didn't help that she was wearing a purple dress, much like the one she wore when she enacted her awful plan for vengeance. Was that a sign she remembered who she was? Or was it just a coincidence?
Regina looked up and when she saw Mary Margaret, her eyes widened. She shrunk back a bit and relief swept through the mayor. Her advisory was still a scared, powerless woman who knew she was nothing compared to Mary Margaret.
Good.
"Hello, Madam Mayor," she said, her voice shaking a bit. Mary Margaret enjoyed watching the Evil Queen tremble before her for a change.
"Regina," Mary Margaret replied, her tone neutral. It was good to have the power in their relationship.
Brutus then called for Katrina's help and she excused herself. Miriam did the same to go help someone with their food, leaving a rather nervous Regina alone with Mary Margaret. She smiled, watching her former foe fidget.
"I'm not here for Diana. I'm just here to work," Regina blurted out. "And I'm keeping my distance from her."
Mary Margaret hummed. "Good, though I must say the costume choice…"
"I know," Regina said quickly. "But Miriam chose it. She is the Queen of Hearts and so it made sense for me to be the Evil Queen as it was the easiest to pull together at the last minute. It's just for fun. Nothing more. I swear."
Beads of perspiration appeared at Regina's hairline. A thrill surged through Mary Margaret at the realization she was making the Evil Queen sweat. She relished it for a few more beats before letting out an airy laugh.
"Of course," Mary Margaret said. "It's just a costume. I believe you."
Regina relaxed a bit, which was part of Mary Margaret's plan. While it seemed the curse was still holding strong, all the little cracks that had started to appear had her worried. She knew she couldn't press on those cracks because they could then destroy anything. If she continued to make a big deal about Regina's costume, it could make her suspicious and make her start to believe there was something to Diana's theory.
That was the last thing she needed.
"Well, I'm going to go enjoy Miriam's food and then I'll be back to try all your delicious desserts," Mary Margaret told her. "I hear they are the talk of Storybrooke."
Regina blushed. "Thank you. I had no idea my baking was that good."
"Well, we'll see," Mary Margaret replied breezily. She walked away and found an empty chair at a table that allowed her to keep watching Regina. All seemed well for now but she didn't want to take any chances - especially with someone as evil and devious as Regina, if she truly wasn't cursed anymore.
Then none of them were safe.
Snow White grew up fast. A life on the run, living in the harsh wilderness of her kingdom as she was constantly pursued by her stepmother's guards forced that on her. The comfortable and happy life she had lived as a princess was just a distant memory now, more like a dream than anything else.
Yet she knew she was a stronger person now. Granny and Red had taught her so much. She could wield knives but her best weapon was an arrow nocked in her bow, which had protected her from some unsavory characters who also called the forests home as well as felled animals to serve as her dinner. After years of having her meals prepared for her, Snow could now cook for herself and was able to identify which plants were edible and how to always have fresh water to drink. While she was always welcome at Granny's cabin, Snow had learned that she needed to keep moving. Regina knew she was still alive and was determined to change that, so Snow needed to stay ahead of her stepmother. She also didn't want anyone to get hurt because of her as Regina proved she didn't care who got in her way in her quest to find Snow.
Like the village Snow had just entered. Several houses were scorched and she could see dark outlines of where others had stood. Fire had clearly consumed the village. People wandered about, dazed and covered in soot. Some laid on the ground, their unseeing eyes staring at the sky. Though Snow had a feeling she knew what had happened, she still needed to hear it.
"What happened here?" Snow asked the next woman who passed her.
The woman stopped, her eyes glazed over from shock. "The Queen. She thought we were hiding the princess. She had her guards searched every house while we all stood outside as she interrogated us. When she didn't get answers she liked, she started killing people. Snapped necks, crushed hearts."
Snow's stomach churned and she had to swallow down the bile rising up her throat. "I'm so sorry."
"But she didn't stop there," the woman continued, as if she hadn't heard Snow. "When the guards failed to turn up the princess, the Queen decided to make sure she wasn't hiding someplace they hadn't seen. So she set a couple houses on fire and then it spread. She waited a bit and when she figured the princess wasn't here, she left to continue her search."
"Oh gods," Snow breathed, the gravity of the situation hitting her. It was her worst nightmare.
People were getting hurt because of her.
No, she decided as she looked at the destruction around her. She did not cause this. It was not her who walked into this village, killed people and set fires to their houses.
It was Regina, a monster who needed to be stopped. Snow knew in her heart that she needed to be the one to stop her. With her father dead, she was the rightful ruler of Mist Haven. These were her people and it was her job to protect them from all monsters.
She needed to step up her training and stop Regina.
Mary Margaret had been watching Regina for almost two hours now. She appeared to be on her best behavior, only focused on serving food to those at the party. Regina helped each person with a genuine smile and made some sort of small chat with them. All in all, she was pleasant and the furthest thing from the monster she was dressed as.
She also was keeping her distance from Diana. Mary Margaret noticed that Regina would disappear into the backroom each time the girl approached the buffet table, leaving Miriam to help her. Diana never seemed to seek out Regina and was happy to just get food. She then spent the time she wasn't eating playing the games and participating in contests or dancing with her friends. It seemed her idea that Regina was her mother was far from her mind that night.
Everything appeared to be righting itself - except for the fact that Regina had a new friend and a thriving business. She was almost happy.
Regina wasn't supposed to be happy.
Mary Margaret thought back to Ruby's theory that everything would go back to normal once the Muffin Man's ovens were fixed. She decided to give them a little hand, wanting to ruin Regina's burgeoning business right before the holidays. It would be harder to sever the friendship but she figured she could ruin Miriam's business as well easily enough. There could also be a way to make it appear to be Regina's fault. And then once the curse reset as it did every year, Mary Margaret would make sure the conditions that allowed Regina to have a business and befriend Miriam didn't happen.
All would be right again. She just needed to give it a little push to ensure it.
Regina would be miserable and alone again.
Everyone would be safe yet again.
"Mom? Are you okay?" Diana's voice broke through Mary Margaret's thoughts. She looked up to find her daughter standing next to her, frowning.
Mary Margaret pushed away her thoughts of ruining Regina's life and smiled. "I'm fine. Are you having fun?"
"I am," Diana replied, sitting down. "Mr. and Mrs. Brunt put together a great night. All the games have been fun and the food has been so delicious."
"I'm glad you're having fun. I love seeing you smile," Mary Margaret told her honestly.
Diana gave her one of those beautiful smiles before it faltered. "You're not mad that Ms. Mills is here, right? We've been keeping our distance."
Mary Margaret was glad to hear her call Regina "Ms. Mills" and express concern for her feelings. It was a good sign so she shook her head. "No, I'm not mad. It was a bit foolish for me to think you two would never run into each when Storybrooke is such a small town. I was just really angry and hurt."
"And now?" Diana asked, looking apprehensive.
"I'm no longer angry," Mary Margaret told her. "But I am still hurt. And I will be for a little bit longer."
Diana bit her lip. "So I'm guessing I'm still punished?"
Mary Margaret sighed, not sure she wanted to have this conversation now. But she had to give her daughter an answer and make sure it was one that wouldn't push Diana back toward Regina. "Right now, yes. But you have been doing everything I've asked and that does need to be rewarded. I think it is time to lessen up on them but not right away."
Diana's face fell a bit. "So I can't have a sleepover at Sabrina's next weekend?"
It hurt Mary Margaret's heart to see her daughter so disappointed and she didn't want to push her away. While the Brunt house would be safe for Diana, she still worried that something might reawaken her daughter's obsession with Regina. Diana was getting better but Mary Margaret still needed to keep a close eye on her to make sure she didn't slip or wasn't just pretending.
"Maybe Sabrina can sleepover at our house instead," she suggested.
Diana perked up, her blue eyes shining even in the dim lighting. "Really?"
"If it's okay with her parents," Mary Margaret replied. "I'll talk to them tomorrow, when they've had time to recover from tonight."
Squealing, Diana hugged her. "Thank you, Mom!"
"You're welcome, sweetheart," Mary Margaret said, squeezing her tightly. She relished the embrace for a moment before releasing her, giving her a little push. "Now go. Enjoy yourself and have fun with your friends."
"Okay, Mom," Diana said, hopping out of her chair. She joined the others on the dance floor, doing some party dance.
Mary Margaret relaxed, watching the kids finish the dance. The DJ lowered the music and addressed the children. "Our resident Evil Queen, Regina, has made a special treat for all of you."
Excitement radiated from the children and they all congregated on the dance floor, waiting eagerly for their treat. Mary Margaret tensed up, looking toward the food tables as Miriam and Regina emerged from the backroom. Both held trays and it was difficult to see what was on them in the dim lighting. Concerned, Mary Margaret stood and approached the dance floor so she could get a better look.
Regina stepped closer and Mary Margaret's heart sped up. Several red apples sat on the tray, wooden sticks protruding from them. Blood rushed in her ears and the gym fell away. Instead, she stood in a beautiful field, staring at a beautiful red apple in Regina's hand. Pure hatred colored every word her stepmother said to her.
"Eat the apple, Snow, and enjoy your prison of eternal sleep. Trapped in your mind as your body decays around you. Just what you deserve."
"Enjoy!" Regina said, holding out the tray of apples to the poor innocent children. They would be more victims of the Evil Queen.
Mary Margaret ran out onto the dance floor, hitting the tray away from the children. "STOP!"
The tray fell from Regina's hands and she dropped to her knees to catch it, her skirt billowing out around her. Mary Margaret stepped on it, keeping Regina from standing as she glared down at her.
"How dare you!" she spat at Regina. "You vile woman! Does your evilness know no bounds? They are children! And you were going to give them those?"
"It's just a treat," Regina protested.
The room contracted until it was just her and Mary Margaret. Rage filled Mary Margaret at how casually Regina could dismiss what she was doing. "A TREAT? You're going to KILL THEM!"
Fear and confusion filled Regina's eyes. "It's an apple…"
"And you've added poison to it!" Mary Margaret yelled. "Something that will harm them! And they are only children! Don't you have a heart?"
"Madam Mayor, I don't…"
"It's my job to protect everyone! And I have to protect them from you!" Mary Margaret screamed.
Someone tugged on her arm. Reality slammed back into her and she realized she was in the middle of the rec center's gym. A circle of people surrounded them, adults gawking while children cowered.
They were afraid.
Regina brought nothing but fear wherever she went.
"Mayor Nolan, you need to move," Brutus Brunt said, gently tugging on her arm to get her to step away from Regina.
Figuring they were going to arrest Regina or at least take her away, Mary Margaret finally stepped off her skirt. Miriam rushed forward, helping Regina up while everyone remained frozen, staring at their mayor. She looked each one in the eyes, expecting to see awe and gratitude for saving their children from the Evil Queen. But it wasn't what she saw and a realization hit her like a stone.
They weren't afraid of Regina.
They were afraid of her.
"Mommy, are the apples really poison?" a little child asked his mother as he clung to her skirts.
She shook her head, kneeling to hug her son. "No, they aren't. It's just candy coating that makes the apples sweet but sticky. Not the best for your teeth but safe for you to eat."
"Absolutely," Katrina said, jumping in. "The apples are perfectly safe. I snuck one earlier and it was delicious."
"I promise you. They are safe," Regina said, her voice wavering a bit.
Brutus gently tugged on Mary Margaret's arm and led her away from the group. He brought her back to her table and picked up her coat and purse. "Why don't you go home? Katrina and I will bring Diana home," he said.
While his tone was polite and almost caring, Mary Margaret knew she was being thrown out of the party. She bristled at it, wanting to snap that she was the mayor and that she could end the party with one call. That she had every right to stay, especially as a parent - that she wouldn't give him permission to take Diana home.
Thoughts of Diana gave her pause. She glanced over to where her daughter stood with Sabrina. Both girls didn't have a candied apple just yet, hanging back away from the crowd. It was a relief that Diana hadn't rushed to Regina's side but Mary Margaret knew that her outburst had to rekindle suspicion in her daughter about the veracity of the storybook and her theory that they were cursed.
Had she undone all her hard work in a few minutes?
She took a deep breath and nodded, realizing that it was probably best if she did leave. "Thank you, Brutus."
"You're welcome, Madam Mayor," he said. "I hope you feel better."
Mary Margaret walked away from him, feeling the stares from everyone in that gym. She didn't look over at them and held her head high until she reached her car. Once inside, she gripped her steering wheel and let out a primal scream.
Regina may have won that battle but she was not going to win the war.
"It's been over a year. Why hasn't anyone found Snow White yet?" Regina yelled at those gathered in her throne room. Guards and nobles alike shifted nervously from foot to foot as they tried not to meet her gaze.
The silence infuriated her and she let loose a fireball. Everyone shouted, ducking as it flew over their heads before extinguishing once it hit the far wall. "SOMEONE ANSWER ME!" she bellowed.
Shaking, the captain of her guard stepped forward. He knelt before her. "The princess…"
"In this palace, she shall only ever be referred to as Snow White," Regina ordered. "No title, nothing. Do you understand?"
He hesitated before nodding. "Yes, Your Majesty."
"Good," she replied, glaring at everyone before turning it back to him. "Proceed."
"Yes, Your Majesty," he said, his voice shaking a bit. "Snow White appears to be gathering the villagers."
That unnerved Regina and she waited for the captain to elaborate. When he remained quiet, fire burned in her veins and she snarled: "For what, Captain?"
He hesitated, swallowing. "We, uh, think she's trying to rally the villagers to, um, overthrow you."
"WHAT!" Regina stood, clenching her fists together. Pure rage burned through her. "And are people following her?"
"It appears so but their numbers remain low," the captain said. "The people do see her as the rightful heiress to the throne."
She turned her back to them, closing her eyes. Her mother's voice echoed around her head, taunting her. They'll never love you.
They will love me, she told her mother's voice. They will accept me as their queen.
"You will find her and you will bring her to me. We will stop this madness," she ordered without looking back.
No one said anything for a while and Regina wondered if they had left while her back was turned. Was she talking to no one? If so, they would all pay.
"What will you do with her?" the captain asked her.
Any relief she felt over not being alone was lost amongst her anger. She spun around, glaring at him. "That's none of your concern. Your only concern should be finding Snow White and bringing her in before Mist Haven is torn asunder by civil war!"
The captain blanched before saluting her. "Yes, Your Majesty."
"Dismissed," she said. He bowed before walking out. The members of her court remained where they were and she glared at them as she snapped: "All of you!"
They all bowed or curtsied as she stepped down from the dais. She walked away with her head held high, her father hurrying behind her.
"Regina, what are you going to do with Snow White when you find her?" he asked, sounding concerned. He kept pace with her and she could feel his eyes boring into her retreating form. "Regina, please talk to me."
She hated the pleading tone and the undercurrent of desperation in his voice. Regina stopped, letting out a shaky breath before turning to face him. He looked so sad and she resisted the urge to hug him.
"Why does everyone care more about what I'm going to do to her rather than what she's done to me?" she asked, trying not to sound as desolate as she felt. "Snow White finally needs to face the consequences of her actions. She has to learn she can't keep hurting people to get what she wants."
He nodded. "She has hurt you and you deserve an apology."
"I deserve a lot more than an apology," she insisted, feeling tears prick her eyes. She fought them, determined not to cry.
Daddy stepped closer to her, gently wrapping an arm around her. "I know. I know your life hasn't turned out the way you planned. But hurting Snow White won't make it all better."
Anger surged through her as she burst out of her father's embrace and whirled to face him. "Why do you keep protecting her?"
"I'm not protecting her," Daddy insisted, holding up his hands. "I'm trying to protect you. In the end, you're not going to destroy just Snow White but yourself and I don't want to see that happen."
"Protect me? You're protecting me?" Regina asked, almost screaming. "I don't need your protection. Not now. I needed it when I was a child, when Mother used her magic to torment me. I needed it when she was forcing me to marry a man who was older than you!"
His eyes shone with tears and he swallowed, nodding. "You're right. I failed you then and that is something I must atone for. So I have vowed to protect you now as I should've protected you then - even if I have to protect you from yourself."
Daddy reached out for her but she stepped back, holding up her hands as she snarled: "I don't need you to protect me. I've learned to protect myself."
"Regina," he pleaded, stepping closer to her.
She stepped back. "No. Just leave me alone."
With a swish of her skirts, Regina turned away from her father and headed down another hallway. To her relief, he didn't follow her. She didn't need him if he wasn't going to support her - all his talk about "protecting" her was a joke. No one had ever protected her. He just wanted to protect Snow White, like everyone else.
Everyone loved her.
No one loved Regina.
But once Snow was gone, they would have no choice and she would finally get the love and attention she deserved.
Regina sat on the cement stairs just outside the rec center's service entrance. Her purple skirts billowed around her as the crisp breeze hit her overheated face. She dabbed her eyes with a tissue, noticing some of the make-up Miriam had put on was coming off. It probably meant she looked like a mess.
Just perfect.
Everything had been going so well. She had enjoyed handing out treats to the children and the adults were even being civil to her. For the first time in her entire life, she finally felt accepted and part of the community. She relaxed and let herself be a little foolish, dancing with Miriam while fantasizing about dancing with Rob. It was one of the best nights of her life.
And then Mayor Nolan had freaked out on her.
She covered her face with her hands, knowing she shouldn't have agreed to go as the Evil Queen. Of course it was going to set Mayor Nolan off as it probably brought up the still raw feelings caused by her daughter's rejection. It probably looked like Regina was rubbing it in her face. She felt like the bitch the mayor no doubt considered her.
Maybe they should've gone as fairy godmothers instead.
"Regina? Are you out here?" Miriam's voice came from behind her. It seemed it was time to face the music and possibly lose her only friend.
Standing, Regina turned to face the door. Her heart sank as Miriam came out with Mrs. Brunt. She had probably also ruined her friend's business and tears started to run down her cheeks. "I am so sorry…"
Miriam's eyes widened and she threw her arms around Regina, hugging her tightly. "You have nothing to apologize for."
"I ruined the party," Regina replied, sniffling. "I upset the mayor."
"The mayor overreacted. And the party was hardly ruined. But if it was, it was because of her outburst," Mrs. Brunt replied. She stepped forward, looking contrite. "I am so sorry that happened."
That confused Regina. She wasn't used to people not defending the mayor. It always seemed Mayor Nolan could do no wrong in the eyes of the people of Storybrooke. But maybe they weren't as blind in their worship as Regina had always believed.
"Why was she acting so weird?" Miriam asked, looking confused as the pulled away.
Katrina glanced over at Regina, looking almost guilty, before replying: "I'm not entirely sure. I know there was something between you two last month but it didn't seem to have anything to do with her outburst earlier."
"Yeah, she was acting like you really were the Evil Queen and those apples were poisoned," Miriam agreed.
That struck Regina as odd. While Mayor Nolan had to know that Diana thought Regina was the Evil Queen, it still didn't explain the fervency of her outburst. Katrina Brunt was also right - it had nothing to do with Diana. It almost was as if Mayor Nolan really did believe she was the Evil Queen.
Did Mayor Nolan believe the storybook could be real?
Was it possible the book was real?
"Anyway, I don't want you blaming yourself for anything that happened in there," Katrina continued. She took Regina's hand. "Your desserts were a highlight of the party. Thank you."
Regina smiled, pushing back the confusing thoughts in her mind. "I am so happy they were a hit. And I am so grateful for the opportunity."
"I am so glad Miriam was able to get you," Katrina replied. "Your baking is the toast of the town. I think you're about to become even more difficult to get, especially as we head into the holiday season."
Miriam nodded. "I saw a lot of people taking your business cards. Your business is really about to take off. I'm glad I got you when I did."
Regina reached out and took her hand. "I am grateful you chose me. You will always come first. Promise."
"Well, I think we have everything covered here. I'm sure you two have other Halloween plans. Go and enjoy your night," Katrina said before heading back into the rec center.
Miriam turned to Regina and let out a deep sigh, shaking her body until it looked like jelly. "Thank goodness that's over!"
Regina laughed. "But you did great! Everyone loved your food! I don't know how many lobster puffs Katrina took."
"She did like those," Miriam agreed. "All my chicken went very quickly too."
"Everything you made was delicious. You're going to have a lot of holiday party orders and a line out your door when you can open your cafe," Regina told her.
Miriam grinned. "You think so?"
She nodded, hugging her friend. "I know so."
"Thank you. You're the best," Miriam told her, hugging her back.
They broke the hug and Miriam motioned to her car. "Come on. I'll drive us to the Rabbit Hole for the Halloween party. I think we deserve to party the night away."
Regina hesitated for a moment. Earlier, the party had seemed like a good idea. But now that it was more of a reality than an idea, she wasn't too sure. She didn't have much experience with parties.
Yet she had learned that she never gained anything if she didn't step out of her comfort zone. She now had a thriving business and two new friends, one of whom could turn into something more. Rob had invited her and that meant he had to be waiting for her to go. It was thrilling to know someone wanted her there and she couldn't let him down. She couldn't just go home.
"We definitely deserve to party," Regina said, smiling. She linked arms with Miriam. "Let's go."
It had been years since Regina had gone to the Rabbit Hole. She had been more hopeful about love when she was younger and knew most people tended to meet at bars. But most of the patrons of the Rabbit Hole were people using alcohol as a way to avoid their own problems. And the few who weren't knew to avoid Cora Mills' daughter like the plague. Eventually she got the message and just gave up.
Despite the fact that she had been invited and knew there were people who wanted her in the Rabbit Hole, she still felt nervous entering. It didn't help that she hadn't completely shaken off what had happened with the mayor earlier and she half expected the entire town to know. After all, news spread quickly through a small town and gossip spread even quicker. Even if the people in the rec center had been on her side, it didn't mean the entire town would support her or even have the full story.
When no one objected to her presence in the club, she let out the breath she was holding. She followed Miriam to a booth toward the back which was filled with several people in costumes. One dressed in a ninja outfit jumped up and even before he lowered the part covering his mouth, she knew it was Rob from his bright blue eyes.
"Hey, you two," he greeted. "How was the party at the rec center?"
"It was great until the mayor went absolutely apeshit on Regina," Miriam said, shaking her head. "She just attacked her for no reason!"
Rob frowned, looking at Regina with concern in his eyes. "Are you okay?"
She shrugged. "I guess so."
"I think she definitely needs a drink," Miriam suggested.
He nodded. "Head up to the bar and put it on my tab. Get whatever you want."
"Thanks, Rob. You're the best," Miriam said, grabbing Regina's arm and leading her to the bar.
The bartender smiled as they approached, leaning against the bar. "What can I get you two lovely ladies? We have some special Halloween cocktails."
He tapped a framed list and Regina frowned, looking them over. She leaned closer to Miriam, sheepishly admitting: "I'm not much of a drinker. I don't know what I would like."
"I've got you, don't worry," Miriam assured her. She then turned back to the bartender. "I'll take the Sour Frankentini and she'll have the Witches' Brew."
"Excellent choices. Coming right up," he said, moving away to make their cocktails.
Regina picked up the menu and looked up the drink Miriam had ordered for her. It contained vodka, lime juice and raspberry liquor. It seemed like a good starter drink and Regina was grateful for her friend's decision.
"Here you go," the bartender said, handing them their drinks. Miriam's was a neon green color while Regina's was a deep purple color, almost matching her costume.
"Thank you," Miriam said. "Rob Locksley said to put these on his tab."
The bartender chuckled, nodding. "I'll do just that. You queens enjoy your drinks."
Regina followed Miriam back to where Rob was sitting and he jumped up to let them into the booth he and his friends had taken over. It was a tight squeeze but they all made it. And Regina wasn't going to complain about being pressed up against Rob's side with his arm draped behind her.
He smelled like forest.
She loved it.
And she loved her drink. Miriam had chosen well and Regina had to remind herself to pace her drinking so she didn't get too drunk or sick. She definitely didn't want to embarrass herself in front of Rob and his friends. Especially when she was hoping that maybe they could become her friends too as she was enjoying herself.
There were two other men in the group and one more woman. She recognized Ian Littleton, the bank manager, from her many attempts to get a business loan. He had always struck her as a gentle giant—a burly man with long, dark curly hair—and nothing about the night so far had proven otherwise. Ian had expressed his regret that she hadn't been able to get her permit to open her bakery.
"I've had some of your cupcakes," he said, patting his stomach. "And I love them."
Miriam frowned. "Why were you turned down for a permit?"
"Mayor Nolan and the permit committee felt I wasn't qualified. I don't even have a college degree let alone any experience running a business. I'm just a cog in the many wheels at the cannery," Regina explained with a shrug. "She said some people just weren't born for greatness and I'm one of those people."
"Oh my god, if I didn't hate her after what happened at the rec center, I definitely hate her now," Miriam declared, shaking her head. "What does that bitch have against you?"
Regina was going to give an answer that vaguely described what had happened with Diana when she caught herself. Mayor Nolan had turned her down repeatedly for a permit over the past couple years and had told her she wasn't meant for greatness hours before Diana knocked on her door. She had thought that the mayor had been objective regarding her - after all, her reasons for rejection seemed logical - but maybe she wasn't after all. And it didn't seem to be the usual hate she got due to being "Cora Mills' mistake." Even before Diana found that storybook, the mayor had a personal vendetta against Regina.
She just didn't know why and so she shrugged. Miriam rolled her eyes and muttered something under her breath as she took another sip.
"The mayor is wrong if you ask me," Rob said, smiling at her. "I think you're definitely destined for greatness."
His words took her breath away. "You do?" she asked.
Rob nodded. "Absolutely."
"And everything she said you needed you can get," Ian said. "You're getting experience with Once Upon a Treat."
"We'll also be working together so that will be even more experience," Miriam pointed out.
Lan Hua, the other woman at the table, nodded. "And there's no rule saying you can only attend college between the ages of eighteen and twenty-two. You can earn your degree at any age. At Storybrooke University, we have both night and online classes."
Tears pricked Regina's eyes as she asked: "Why are you being so supportive of me? Most of you just met me."
"Yes, but we've already decided that you're our friend," Reed Williams said, sipping his beer.
Ian nodded. "And friends support each other."
"Especially when it's clear no one else has supported that friend before," Lan added. She frowned. "Seriously, I'm still not over the mayor telling you that you were just meant to be mediocre. Really?"
Regina shrugged. "It's not just her. Most people in Storybrooke don't like me because they didn't like my mother. And I didn't even know her. She gave me up and ran off, leaving me to grow up dealing with her shit."
"Shit," Ian said, staring at her in horror. Reed and Lan looked disgusted as well and Miriam appeared ready to murder someone, though Regina wasn't sure if it was Mayor Nolan or Cora Mills.
A strong arm wrapped around her and held her close. She looked up as Rob flagged down a server. "You deserve another drink," he said.
"And appetizers," Reed added. "I think she also deserves mozzarella sticks and potato skins."
Rob shot his friend a look as the server approached. But he said: "Can we get an order of mozzarella sticks, an order of potato skins, another Witches' Brew and a round of tequila shots please? You can put it on my tab."
"I'll put those orders in with the kitchen and then be back with your drinks," the server replied before walking away.
"Okay, how about we stop talking about my pathetic past before I ruin the night?" Regina suggested, trying to joke with her friends.
They, though, were clearly not having it judging by their frowns and the way Rob held her closer. Miriam reached over and took her hand. "We'll stop talking about your past but don't think you've ruined the night," she told Regina.
"The night is far from ruined," Ian agreed. He then turned to Lan and Miriam. "So, do you want to hear what happened to these two doofuses on our last camping trip?"
He motioned to Reed and Rob, both who groaned. Miriam perked up as Lan said: "Oh, please tell us."
Ian regaled them with the story of their camping trip, which involved a stray dog coming into their camp and stealing Reed's jacket. Reed gave chase along with Rob and while they eventually caught the dog, they hadn't paid attention to where they were going and ended up falling in the river with the dog. All three returned to camp soaking wet and they left early.
"My truck smelled like wet dog for a week," Rob groused.
Lan tilted her head as she turned to Ian. "Wait, is this how you got Scout?"
"It is," he confirmed.
Regina's heart melted a bit as she snacked on a potato skin. Swallowing, she asked: "You adopted the dog?"
He nodded. "He was so adorable, I couldn't help myself. So I got him checked out and then I adopted him. He's sound asleep on my bed right now."
"That's so sweet," she said, once again wishing she could have a pet and cursing Gold's stupid rules.
"Alright, everyone," someone said, making Regina jump. Rob rubbed her back as they all turned to find that a band had taken to the stage at the back of the Rabbit Hole. All the band members wore skeleton costumes and had hats on their heads. The lead singer continued: "It's the witching hour, so it's time to take this party to the next level. Let's go!"
The lights went out and their skeleton costumes glowed neon green so that they looked like dancing skeletons wearing brightly colored hats, which also glowed as they began playing music. Patrons drifted to the dance floor and started to move to the beat.
Rob gave Regina's shoulder a squeeze as he leaned toward the others. "You guys want to dance?"
"Yeah!" the others yelled back, starting to climb out of the booth.
He turned to Regina, grinning. "You coming, Your Majesty?"
She had never been much of a dancer. Mother Superior banned any music that wasn't religious in the convent and Regina had only gone to a few dances before her relationship with Daniel had blown up. And she had never danced during the few times she had gone to the Rabbit Hole before. It was just something she generally avoided.
However, tonight was different. Maybe it was the alcohol. Perhaps it was the confidence and support her new friends gave her. Or maybe it was the way Rob Locksley looked at her, making her feel like the most amazing woman on earth. She felt that with him, she could do anything. And so she took his hand and let him help her out of the booth.
They joined the others on the dance floor and Rob started to move in time with the music. Regina mimicked him as well as Miriam and Lan before falling into a groove of her own. She let the whole night wash over her and let herself go in a way she hadn't before. As she danced against Rob in a way that Mother Superior would've definitely disapproved of, she realized she was finally living life.
And no one - not even Mary Margaret Nolan - would stop her again.
Mr. Brunt pulled up to the Nolan house and parked. He glanced back at Diana. "Do you want me to walk you to your door?" he asked.
"No, thank you," she said as she unbuckled herself. "I'll be fine."
"Okay. Tell your mom I hope she's feeling better," he said.
Diana opened the door as she nodded. "I will. I had a lot of fun tonight. Thanks for the party and the ride."
"You're welcome," he replied. "Goodnight."
She closed the door and headed up her walk. As she reached the stoop, the front door opened and her mother stood there. Mom glanced over at the car. "Did you thank Mr. Brunt?" she asked.
"I did. He says he hopes you're feeling better," Diana said, waving at Mr. Brunt before he drove off.
They headed inside and Mom closed the door. She turned to Diana. "It's late. You should go to bed."
Diana was tired but she was also concerned. She had never seen anything like Mom's outburst in the rec center. Her mother always remained cool and calm, even when she had been told about Daddy's accident. And she didn't want to go to bed without at least trying to address it. "Are you okay?" she asked.
Mom pressed her lips together before answering. "We have an appointment with Dr. Hopper in the morning and you should get some rest. Goodnight."
Diana, though, wanted more than that. Her mother had never lost it like that before and she was concerned. "Mom, talk to me. Please," she pleaded.
"Not now," Mom replied. "It's late and you need to go to bed. We have an early morning."
Annoyance flared up in Diana. She did not like being dismissed and she was not just going to bed. "Yes, now. Why did you yell at Ms. Mills like that?" she asked.
"Diana…" Mom warned, fire flashing in her eyes but Diana didn't care. She kept pushing on.
"They were just candied apples, Mom," she said. "I have them every year around now. Granny sells them."
Mom crossed her arms. "Granny is not Regina Mills."
That was as clear as mud, Diana decided. "What does that even mean?"
"It means that Granny is a professional. Regina Mills is someone who decided to make treats in her kitchen and give it to children. Who knows what she used for the ingredients?" Mom protested, her cheeks turning red now.
"I'm pretty sure she knows enough not to coat it with bleach," Diana shot back. "Other people make candied apples in their kitchen too. You don't need to be professional to make it. We could do it."
Her mother rounded on her. "Why are you defending her?"
"Why are you vilifying her?" Diana challenged. "She's harmless. You've said it yourself."
"When did I say that?" Mom asked snappishly.
Diana paused, thinking over all the conversations she and her mother had had about Regina. After a few moments, she said: "Okay, maybe you didn't exactly call her harmless…"
"Because she's not!" Mom declared. "She's very, very dangerous. That's why she's alone. No family, no friends. Anyone who gets too close to her ends up hurt or worse!"
"What do you mean? Who's gotten hurt by her?" Diana asked, starting to be scared. Though she wasn't sure if it was because of the picture of Regina her mother was painting or the wild look in Mom's eyes.
An image popped into Diana's mind. The Evil Queen offering a poisoned apple to Snow White, in almost the identical dress Regina wore at the party. Mom wasn't reacting like…well, Mom – Mayor Mary Margaret Blanchard-Nolan.
She was reacting like Snow White.
"Did Regina hurt you?" Diana asked her softly.
That seemed to snap Mom out of her wild state. Her eyes grew cold again and she regained her composure as she let out a forced laugh. "What? Don't be silly. How could a nobody like Regina Mills hurt me?"
Diana didn't know how to answer that without bringing up the storybook, which she knew would not go over well. And after how unpredictable her mother had been throughout the night, the last thing Diana wanted to do was provoke her. So she just shrugged in response.
Mom seemed pleased by that response as she nodded. "That's right. She can't. Now, it's very late and we have an early morning. Time for bed."
"Okay, Mom," Diana said, kissing her cheek. "Goodnight."
She climbed upstairs as Mom turned everything off downstairs. Diana went to her room and took off her costume. Mom appeared shortly after she had gotten into her pajamas and silently helped Diana take out the pins in her hair. She then brushed Diana's hair before putting it into a braid.
After putting the brush down, Mom just stood behind Diana's chair for a few moments. She then dropped a kiss into her hair. "I love you," she said. "And I won't let anyone hurt you."
Without waiting for Diana's response, Mom left the room. Diana frowned as she turned off the lights and climbed into bed. She got comfortable under the blankets and then waited for sleep to come.
But her mind wouldn't stop spinning, instead replaying the night's events over and over. It was clear that Snow White had been standing in that rec center and had reacted to who she thought was the Evil Queen. Mom could try to deny it all she wanted and try to come up with reasons why Regina Mills was dangerous but there was no escaping the truth.
Everything in the storybook was real, just like Diana knew.
And there was now one way that Regina Mills could hurt Snow White – by breaking the curse. It was only a matter of time now that she had found Robin Hood here in Storybrooke. Diana had seen the sparks between them. They would fall in love all over again, use the power of True Love's Kiss to end the curse and then they would all be a family once more.
It was clear to Diana that Snow White believed herself to be the hero in all of this – that she was saving everyone, including Diana, from Regina's evil ways. But being trapped in a curse, not remembering who they really were, was not saving them. It just hurt them all. And forcing Diana to be just like her wasn't going to help her. She needed to discover who she was and be herself. Her heart told her that her real parents would understand that in a way that Snow White never could.
They needed to break the curse and free everyone. Which meant the woman she called "Mom" was going to get more dangerous and desperate. She wasn't going to let anyone else hurt Diana but there was a good chance she would hurt the girl. Going forward, Diana would have to be even more careful.
In the end, though, she knew her true family would be successful. This was their story, their fairy tale. And every fairy tale ended happily ever after.
A/N: So there's the rest of Halloween! Despite the hiccup at the party, Regina ended up having a great night – she got to spend it with Rob and Miriam as well as make some new friends. Things are certainly looking up for her!
The same can't be said for Mary Margaret. The cracks in her perfectly constructed world are getting bigger and she's starting to feel the pressure. Her outburst has only solidified Diana's belief in the storybook and may end up pushing Regina toward believing it too. Things are going to get even more interesting.
I hope everyone is still staying safe, especially if you live in a place that has been reopening. We can start living again just as long as we do it safely. Remember that the virus is still out there but if you follow all guidance and take all precautions, we'll be fine.
-Mac