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A Little Outburst

VuryEvilquem asked for a oneshot of Hanna getting detention with Mary Margaret before the curse was broken.

Hanna found herself sitting in the classroom…alone with her mother. All of the other kids were outside enjoying their recess. Hanna was stuck in here because she may have had a little outburst during class today. Another girl in class kept whispering to Hanna that her hair looked like one of those troll dolls. Sure, Hanna's hair was pretty curly and all over the place today. She didn't have the time or the patience to brush the tangled mess this morning, so today her hair probably did resemble on of those silly dolls. Sophie was always saying things like that to Hanna and most of the time Hanna just ignored her, but she was not in the mood for Sophie's jokes today. Her whispers were just making Hanna so mad, and she couldn't take it anymore. She stood up, screamed at Sophie, and pushed all of her stuff off of her desk. Hanna didn't mean to react that way. The whole outburst was all a blur really. She has just been so stressed out lately. She and Henry had been doing everything they could think of to break the curse, but it just wasn't working. The fact that Hanna barely even slept last night probably explained her reaction as well.

As Hanna sat at her desk, she just become more and more nervous. She really wished she hadn't done what she did. She didn't want her mom to be mad at her. Sure, Miss Blanchard didn't know she was actually Hanna's mother, but one day she would. If Hanna and Henry could ever figure out how to break the curse, she would get her memories back. Hanna didn't want her mom to have a bad impression of her…that she was the type of kid who just flips out on others. Hanna normally wasn't like that.

Miss Blanchard sat at the desk in front of Hanna and turned to face her. "Hanna, we need to talk about what happened this morning."

"Okay," Hanna said with a nod of her head.

"Can you tell me why you did that to Sophie?"

"I don't know…"

"Hanna, there has to be a reason." Miss Blanchard knew that behavior was very out of character for Hanna. She also knew how Sophie was. "Tell me what happened."

Hanna sighed. "She was just making fun of my hair," Hanna said with a shrug of her shoulders. "I didn't have time to brush it this morning and well…it is kind of a mess," Hanna said as she held up some of her knotted locks.

Miss Blanchard couldn't help the small smile that came to her face. "You know my hair use to be very similar to yours when I was younger."

"Yeah I…" Hanna was about to say that she knew all about what her hair was like when she was Snow White. Hanna could tell from the pictures in the storybook that it was a lot like hers. She stopped herself though. "I bet yours was prettier than mine."

"I think you have beautiful hair," she told Hanna with a wink.

"Thanks," Hanna said with a smile.

"Now, I know how Sophie can be sometimes, but you can't scream at her and push her stuff off of her desk, okay?"

"I know. I'm sorry. I won't do it again."

"Good. I want you to apologize to her when she gets back inside from recess too."

"Do I have to?" Hanna asked with a sigh.

"Yes, it's the right thing to do. I'll be sure to have a talk with her. I believe she owes you an apology as well."

"Okay," Hanna said. She didn't want to apologize, but she would do it for her mom.

"Alright, I have some work to do. You can read a book until recess is over," Miss Blanchard said as she got up from the desk and went back to her own.

As Mary Margaret sat at her desk grading papers, she glanced up every few minutes at Hanna, who was reading the book she had just gotten from the school library this morning. Mary Margaret knew she should have been stricter with Hanna after the way she acted in class this morning…maybe taken more than just a day of recess away or sent her to the office even, but she just couldn't bring herself to do that. She had a soft spot for this little girl, and she wasn't sure why.