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Henry pulled on Jefferson’s jacket. “Please can mom and gran come. After all, without them, Grace would still be with her adopted family.”
“But of course. I was just kidding. I actually have a special surprise for them.”
[adrotate group="5"]It turns out the special surprise was an apple pie in the face each. Nobody at the table quite knew what to say, though the desire to laugh was extremely tempting. Everyone except Snow and Emma struggled to keep a straight face. Snow and Emma were still in a state of shock at what just happened, but woe betide anyone who dared to find this funny.
All magic comes with a price!
Keeper of FelixSnow looked at Emma, as she wiped pie off her face. “We should have known better than to come here again.”
“Apparently, the mad hatter is still mad.” Emma commented dryly.
“We’re all a little mad,” Jefferson replied. “Especially him….” He threw a pie at an empty chair, and it slid down revealing a grin and nothing else.
“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?” -- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass
“Chessire, you made it.” Jefferson happily cried out. He waved at Emma and Snow. “Please ladies, be seate., At my parties, no one is excluded. You are welcome as saviours of Storybrooke.Though you never know what is gonna happen next.”
Snow and Emma hesitantly sat down and heard an unmistakeable noise. They both pulled out deflated whoopee cushions from their seats.
All magic comes with a price!
Keeper of FelixThe whoopee cushions jumped into the air, did a little twirl, and smacked Snow and Emma in the face. Henry and Grace were now rolling on the floor, laughing with glee. Slowly they began to rise to the ceiling.
The others were still trying not to laugh, but it was becoming impossible. Belle started to giggle and quickly rose to join Grace and Henry. “What is happening?” she asked Rumple. She tried not to laugh but the situation was so ridiculous.
Rumple, who never lost control, at least with laughing, was still trying to figure out who was causing this magic and what the antidote was. “I’m quite at a loss, Belle.”
All of a sudden, Uncle Albert appeared and began to sing “I love to laugh, Loud and long and clear………..” causing everyone to laugh so hard they each bounced off the ceiling.
Don't grow up. It's a trap.
“OH what a feeling, I’m dancing on the ceiling,” sang Jefferson.
“No, not 80’s music,” groaned Neal as he started to sink back down to the ground.
“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?” -- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass
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