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It’s gonna be a mixed bag. Go with caution!
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"I'm sure it's not odd at all, what is it?"
"Well, what do you enjoy reading the most?"
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"Okay, follow me." She said, walking off.
Belle followed after the other, doing her best to keep up.
Once she got to the grave she looked down a bit. The grave had a stick for the tombstone and had many flowers surrounding it. “Sometimes I like to stay here for hours and talk to her. It’s a lot easier than home..”
Belle nodded, looking down at the grave herself. "It's a beautiful grave. Did you set it up?" Belle asked gently.
Wendy listened, but was totally shocked by the development. “What?” She asked. “But he’s only a oby. That’s impossible. I mean, he’s my age, but… No, attacked you? There’s no way.Surely nothing bad ever happens here.” She said with an awkward chuckle. Little did she know, she was entirely incorrect about the state of the town.
"I know, Wendy." Belle said slowly. "But even boys are capable of horrible things. I'm sorry," Belle took in a deep breath again. "A lot goes on here in Storybrooke, very strange things...I'm sorry to say that Peter is gone." She looked sadly at the other.
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"I'm sorry to hear that." Belle said, frowning. "I understand how complicated relationships can be." She nodded, trying to prove her point. "And you're very welcome, I'm Belle." She held out her hand.
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He looks away in embarrassment when she calls him adorable. He quickly turns his head back, just in time to watch her rock sink to the bottom of the lake.
❝ —-S’fine. Just gotta put a bit more weight in the throw. ❞
He grabs another flat rock from the ground, tossing it in the air a few times before sending it on its way bouncing across the surface of the water.
He would never admit that he borrowed a bit of spidey strength for the throw, but anything to impress her, right?
"Like this?" Belle tried once more, this time it skipped two times, she smiled. "I must say, your teaching is very effective." She smiled at him.
Belle smiled, and nodded. "I will, do you want to come over now? I have some time."
Wendy smiled at Belle, nodding her head. “Okay. What does he look like? I mean, I’m sure I’ll be able to ask around and find him pretty easily.” She said. Wendy hesitated. “His name is… It’s Peter. Peter Pan. You might’ve heard of him? he’s about five foot eight, gingerish hair?” She said, holding her hand above her head a bit.
Belle startled at Wendy's mention of the master of magic, Peter Pan. "I don't know how to say this, Wendy..." She started slowly. "I...Peter Pan was here once, Wendy. He...he attacked us." She took in a deep breath and looked at the other.
"Alright," Belle said, standing back up as the other stood. "I’m glad it wasn’t a rainy day." Belle joked a little, smiling.
"This stuff is kinda top secret you know? I think Erik would kill me if it was raining. I don’t own an umbrella." She said, sighing a bit when talking about the plans that Erik had.
Belle frowned, confused on the switch of conversation. "Is Erik your boyfriend?" She asked, still smiling. "And you should always carry an umbrella, here," Belle handed the other her's. "I have a lot more at home, I wouldn't want Erik to tell you if it was raining." She laughed a little.
"Okay, follow me." She said, walking off.
Belle followed after the other, doing her best to keep up.
"Alright," Belle said, standing back up as the other stood. "I'm glad it wasn't a rainy day." Belle joked a little, smiling.
"I love adventure books too. But mostly, I like fairytales. I like it when there’s a happy ending, even though I know in real life that we rarely get those." Wendy said sadly. "I felt that way about this entire town. I feel as though an old friend of mine is here, though he very well could not be, because I’ve asked around and no one is willing to talk or say he’s here."
"Fairytales are the best." Belle, agreed, nodding. "You should see if Henry, the mayor's son, would be willing to let you borrow his fairytale book. There are many good stories in there." She frowned a little. "Who would it be? Maybe I can help ask around."
"My father…would kill me if he finds out I’m gone..I know that for a fact..I’ve tried running before. He caught me and whipped me till my back was covered in blood."
"That’s awful." Belle…
Zelena looked up at the other as burn marks on her face took over where the tears were. “Really? I-I don’t think that’s true..why would I get a happy ending? I’m wicked..”
"Whoever said you were wicked?" Belle said softly, squeezing the other’s hands gently. "I just only met you a moment ago, but you seem like such a sweet girl. Just because your life isn’t perfect, doesn’t mean that you aren’t good."
"My father." She said, starting to cry as her tears scarred her face. "I could of saved my mother but my father said I would of made her worse. Oh, thank you..you’re so kind.."
Belle looked sadly at the other, wanting to join in with the girl’s tears as well. “Whatever happened to your mother wasn’t your fault, that’s how fate wanted things to play out, and that’s that.”
"I wish it never happened. My mother was the only happiness in my life. Now, I’m never happy. I visit her grave a lot..it’s only a few minutes from here."
"It was your mother’s time. I lost my mother as well, I understand." Belle said softly. "Maybe we could go visit her grave together? It’s always better to go with someone."
"I would love that..my father doesn’t care about her that much..I would love if someone else came with me."
"Then let’s go." Belle said, smiling. She gently hooked her arm through the other’s. "Lead the way."
Zelena watched as she hooked her arm through hers as she got up, still holding the water bucket. “Okay, I’ll show you. But promise not to tell anyone?”
"I promise." Belle said, nodding firmly.