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Thats so sweet, thank you very much Cinders 🙂 Im happy you found joy in visiting my imagination.
Ive been writing on this story almost all weekend now. Having lots of fun with it.. Im kind of pleased at how its turning out. A new chapter will be up later today. On Blue Fairy.
[adrotate group="5"]chapter 5: A Wicked little girl
On an oak wood porch far away the Fairywoman Mombi scolled the young girl Ozma for not cleaning up proper on the porch to Mombi’s house, she had told the girl to make sure all the wet sloppy snow was of by the time Mombi got back from the marked. Mombi yelled at the small thin redheaded scruffy looking thing, called her a Wicked girl, ugly and useless. “Ozma you listen to me now girl, this is the way to do it it’s a simple spell, by Medusas beard! why is it so hard for you to do” And as Mombi flicked her long branch like fingers the snow melted away. Mombi approached the girl and looked at her, her old bad eyes did not see well enough to see the spitefulness in the girls shimmering blue eyes. The girl knew what was coming but she stood still and as tall as her little 9year old high body would allow her too. “ I try and try Ozma, once again magic is not hard” The Witch said as she lifted her huge wrinkled hand and swung it across the girls face in an ear-ringing slap. “You really need to learn child, not hard at all” the old witch sighed and walked away.
Ozma held back the tears that the singing slap had provoked in her eyes and ran up the stairs to the little attic where her bed stood, the girl punched the sheets and pillow, she buried her little fists deep into the thin madress, she felt the hard wood underneath.. it hurt her hands. “Damn that Wicked old Witch! what was she to tell her anything just because the was old and she was a fairy she wasn’t better than her”.. Ozma hated that Witch. She looked in the small mirror hanging on the wall, she had red streaks across her face from the fairies long hard fingers. Ozma looked into her own icyblue eyes.. eyes that shun full of hate “Why did my mother give me away to live with this Wicked woman, why couldn’t she have kept me?” Ozma thought.. “She kept my sister didn’t she? I hate Mombi and I hate my real mother too. That other fairy that brought me here, told Mombi my sister was going to be Queen but that it should really be me.. I should be the Queen.. if my mother had kept me I would have been a Princess now. Maybe I would live in a big castle with a soft big bed and all the prettiest dresses I ever wanted.”
Ozma fell deep into her own dreams as she sat there infront of her little mirror “Oh mirror” she said out loud though no one, not the mirror for sure, would hear her. But the girl didn’t care, she spoke to her own image in the mirror looking back at her. “Oh mirror, when I grow up I promise you, I will be queen and I will be the fairest Queen of all. And no deserting Mother or that Morbid Mombi will ever stop me”
chapter 4:
Picking the reddest appleA girl of about 9 sits in an apple tree. By the first glance at her you would think she was a very happy child, She has kind big brown eyes and her long almost black curly locks of hair flyes about in the gentle breezy Wind. She smiles red cheeked as she climes higher. She loves climing her tree, this is her tree. Her father said it was planted here when she was born and it grows strong, its already much higher then all the older trees around it. She wants to reach the reddest apple the one on the very top branch. But suddenly she looses her grip, falls and rips her leg and her dress. She tries not to cry even though the cut on her leg is deep and it stings. The girl walks back to her Lord Fathers mansion with a heavy heart for she knows what her mother will think of this.
Her mother scolds her “Regina you really cant act this way girl, what is the matter with you? don’t be such a useless pestilence” Her mother Cora makes her take her dress of, she want to send it away to get mended. Cora looks at her daughter with exasperation on her face, sighs and tells the girl to go to her room. Regina does as she is told, she didn’t want to make her mother angry and she didn’t mean to ruin her dress, but she knows there is really no point in trying to explain herself to her mother. Up in her room Regina sits down on her bed picks up a cloth to wipe the blood of her leg, as she sits she starts to imagine and dream something she often does, always ending up with the same picture in her mind of a kind lady with dark brown hair and with a cream colored dress with red roses on. She imagines that the lady is her mother and that she is back in her apple tree, as she falls her mother catches her and helps her clime back up to get the apple.
Her father Lord Henry later lets her out, but as he and her mother argues Regina sits on the stairs and listens to her mothers harsh words “There is something wrong with her.. she is not at all like me when I was a child.. she is supposed to be a lady” “But Cora, we must love her for who she is, she is our daughter” “Shut up.. you are so weak Henry you always let her of the hook. And don’t speak to me of love it makes you sound so weak… the girl needs to learn manners.. she is going to be Queen when she grows up.. This girl is not what I wanted for a child, she is like a boy sometimes, she needs too learn Henry. And you, you are always so pathetic why don’t you doo something… instead of just standing there”- Regina runs to her room and sits in the window sill. She feels sick like her stomach aches, maybe she is hungry? no, it feels like she has a hole inside, but she knows that it feels like that everytime her mother speaks to her father about her. She opens the window and looks over at the apple tree. The wind is colder now, she wonders if they might soon get snow.
chapter 3:
A Crown is a heavy thing.
Queen Eva sat in her sowing room, mending her little baby daughters dress. She was singing a lullaby to the little girl who laid in her crib near bye babbling along to her mothers song. King Leopold Evas husband would not be home from hunting until later in the evening so she had lots of time to spend just her and her little girl. Eva did not like leaving her little girl even when she was asleep. That morning her husband had asked her to take care of some paperwork regarding business they had with their neighboring Kingdom, she was gratefull that Leopold was so trusting of her and let her in on the running of the Kingdom, and they both knew she was good at it. A crown was a heavy thing, they both knew that all too well, but they shared the heavy load and together they were strong. Not many King husbands let their wives do business for them. Leopold did. he was a good man and Eva loved him very much, she was grateful for him and for everything he had done for her. About 10 years ago before they were married Eva had disgraced her Royal family, her father the King of another land not far from where she lived now, he had been very angry with her, she would never forget the hurt in his eyes the day she had had to tell her parents that dreadful secret that could not be hidden any longer. And she thought he would never forgive her, she thought she would have to live with everyone knowing she had sinned. As a disgraced woman, never married, always stuck- because of one little mistake. But Leo had come along, like a night in shinning armor and swept her off her feet. Though she had had to be honest too him and tell him everything, because the subjects working in her fathers castle knew and secrets travel fast among the lower class, she had also then learned how it is always a wise thing to keep the lower class people on your side. But she had revealed her deepest secret to Prince Leopold and much to Evas surprise he had been very kind about it, asked her how she was now and she had cried in his arms, before she even knew how it had all happened Leopold had asked her to marry him. And her father, much more lighthearted now that he had found a place to put his daughter and evaded a scandal, had given them all of his most sincere blessings.. Yes Eva had lots to be thankful for and lots to give back and she knew she had that paperwork to take care of but just for now she had an exuse just sitting here sowing, mending the dress and singing to the baby, the matters of the Kingdom that needed tending would have too wait. Leo often told her she was being too worried with the baby.
Eva stuck the needle through the white fabric of the small girls dress, she pricked her finger. Startled by the sharp pain she stood up and held her finger towards the sunlight by the window. The blood fell on the last snow of Winter laying in the windowsill and created little specks that looked like Roses, She looked at her baby girl laying in her crib “I want too tell you a secret my sweet Snow. You have a sister. Her name is Rose. But she doesn’t live with us..She had to go live with some other parents. I know, it sounds odd but that was for the best..but we will always love her right?. .My Sweet child” She looked at her daughter with a small smile on her lips. That was the only time she ever spoke to Snow of her sister Rose.
—-Dogs were spotted on the day of the big battle showdown, and one picture showed Snow looking particularly distraught, but curiously, not really anyone else. Snow considered Ruby a sister. No one other than Granny would be as shocked, and they could have the dog “die” so they’ll say she was in wolf form, then they don’t even need the actress. They just do a closed casket, and that’s it, emotional stakes reached, we all hate Wicked with a passion. Sort of appropriate too since Graham died to raise the stakes with Regina, and Ruby the other major character associated with wolves (and according to the graphic novel, his true love (?!) would die to raise the stakes with Wicked. —-
It’s easier to “lose” a character we already lost you know—Why is it always the wolfs that gets the raw deal in fairytales 🙁
Yea I wouldnt mind loosing Ruby, since she has really already gone from the show. But I feel bad for her wolfy side.. The Wolfs are always gutted and killed or made out to be the bad guy. But at the same time I see what you mean and like the reason- Its Ruby ’cause she is a Wolf.. poor Wolfs… I will be glad the day the two-colored-eyed Wolf of Storybrook comes back to bide them in the arss 🙂
WickedR, that red pic looks like its been processed in blood…I like:)
So, they meet in Enchanted Forest and sparks fly. They’re in a high stress situation, but they work together. Maybe Roland is injured and Regina helps him. But, a year later, they are in SB with no memory of one another and neither trusts the other. Maybe, once again, Roland is injured in the hospital scene, and many suspect Regina is to blame.
Uhh! yes thats sort of what Im thinking too.
Hooks girl
Maybe the WWW turns Roland into a flying monkey or a lion cub. Regina cures Roland and RH then falls in love with her for saving his son.
heheh! flying monkey- why would he want to be chanced back?
Since they all forget the past year in Enchanted Forest when they return too Storybrook, Regina and Robin will forget eachother. They will be like all the lovers Regina seperated under the first curse… guess she had that one coming.
Maybe there was some kind of twisted “love” there, but I agree with the point that it was more of a love for power and the seductiveness of magic that bound them together. If you ask two addicts that live together- they will also feel they love eachother (and Im not saying thats an absolute imposibility) but many times if they sober up, they have nothing binding them together anymore. and I think that would have been the case for Rumple and Cora. Had they gotten to know eachother present day, magic sober ! they would have nothing in commen.
But I have too say I would have enjoyed seeing their relationship corrupt and evil as it was, more then Rumples relationship with Belle- but then again, a lot of the things that happened because Cora took out her Heart and married Henry would not have happened.. so- bless that they split up 😉
