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“I blame you for this,” Emma said. “Informing him about such matters was your task.”
“My task? You’re his mother now.” Regina sneered. “Anyways, what are you gonna do about this mess? I don’t want to hear the pitter-patter of tiny brooms around my house any day soon.”
[adrotate group="5"]“Why can’t you do something about it? You’re the Evil Queen aren’t you?” Emma retorted.
“Your spell. Your problem.” taunted Regina.
Concentrating with all her might, Emma closed her eyes and thought to herself make the brooms stop mating, make the brooms stop mating
A pulse of white light shot out and when Emma opened her eyes the brooms and mops were lying motionless on the ground.
“You did it…” Regina said, obviously baffled that Emma had managed to do anything.
It was then that there came a loud crash from outside the house.
"He was a lot of things to me" "The only conclusion was love"“Henry!” both Regina and Emma cried out. They might have their differences but when it came to Henry, nothing else mattered. Rushing to the front door, they saw the apple trees had come to life.
Henry, thank god, was alive and well, hiding behind one of the pillars of the entrance. Emma and Regina rushed to his side.“I had an apple I had taken from home, but as soon as I released it from my bag, it sprang from my grasp and as it hit the grass the apple trees sprang to life.”
“Released it? Henry, was this apple enchanted when you took it?” Emma asked
“Maybe?”
“And you knew?”
“Maybe? I wanted to show Regina.”
“Show Regina?” Emma lifted an eyebrow.
“She likes apples.” Henry tried.
“Henry, what do YOU always say about lying?” Emma spoke sternly, knowing very well that her son was not speaking the truth at the moment.
Back at the Diner, most of the crowd had left after Ruby had wolfed down all the bread. There was just a pile of sleeping, exhausted toasters, and an excited Dr. Whale.
“So fascinating. The combination of magic and electricity! They’re alive! They’re alive,” he exclaimed, when Granny, suspicious of his motives, asked him why he was still there.
“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
“I would like to run some tests, ” dr Whale said.
Granny snorted. “What tests? They might be exhausted, but the sure ain’t sick.”
“I assure you, my intentions are for the good of all. Life everlasting! Think of the possibilities.” Whale replied.
Granny noticed he kept looking at Ruby. “She isn’t going to transform while you’re watching. Quit stalling, if you want the toasters, take them and go.”
“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
Gleefully, Whale picked up the sleeping toasters and walked out the door.
“I don’t trust him” Red said.
“Me either,” replied Granny “Maybe you should follow him?”
Red agreed and left the diner silently stalking the Doctor as he made his way to his the hospital.
Greg and Tamara having met up and discussed the impossible toaster, saw Red hurrying after Dr. Whale. They looked at each other and knew they had to follow her.
"He was a lot of things to me" "The only conclusion was love"Neal saw Tamara talking to a stranger. Wait a minute, he was THE stranger, Emma had pointed him out.
“Hey Tamara, what’s up?” he asked.
She was startled, but Neal did not take notice. Quickly she ran up to him, thinking up something to tell him. “Greg just told me something was up at the diner. Your… Emma seemd to be involved.”
That worked, without even saying goodbye, Neal headed straight over at Granny’s.
Meanwhile back at the apartment, Remy was still cooking up a storm, but decided he needed help. One squeak out the window brought a legion of birds, mice, bugs, frogs and lizards parading into the kitchen.
“Smells good,” Snow said, entering the kitchen from her bedroom. “Remy, how is-OH MY GOLD! CHARMING!”
“What?!” Charming yelled, running in, then took in what looked like a scene out of a old horror movie. Birds were tossing flying about, flour trailing behind them, frogs were cracking eggs and cockroaches were cleaning dishes. “What happened?!”
“I needed ze help,” Remy said with a shrug.
Snow glared at her husband. “Charming, DO something!”
“Me?! You’re the one who talks to animals!”
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