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“I can’t believe I’m asking this, but does anyone know how the spell ended in the movie?” Rumpel asked without taking his eyes off the cereal.
“Ehm… The witch lady was knocked unconscious and the enchanted objects lost their enchantment.” Henry replied. “Emma made me watch it.”
Rumpel lifted his cane, and took after Emma. “Good enough for me!”[adrotate group="5"]“Dee Sadis Trecorum Mekoides Treguna” Emma said. If anything i made the toaster and the cereal more antsy.
“What did you just say?” Rumpel asked.
Emma shrughed. “I thought I would reverse the spell.”
“What spell? I never heard of it”
“It’s from ‘Bedknobs and Broomsticks. A spell for substituiary locomotion.”Emma replied
“You get your spells from an ancient Disney movie? Why not directly off the back of a cereal package?” Rumpel shouted. Did this girl think magic was a game?
“Well ehm….”
The cereal just cheered.“Ehm Emma?” Henry said in the background. “I still haven’t had breakfast.”
“Well, I guess toast is out of the question. How about cereal? ” Emma asked.
Henry went to get the box from the cupboard. But as he poured it out in the bowl, it ran off screaming.As they reached the appartment the toaster was hiding underneath the bed.
“Get away, or I’ll make toast out of you all!” the thing yelled.
Rumpel wondered how she did it. He had also enchanted a few objects in his time, but they never turned evil like this.Charming followed him in like a lost puppy. “Woud you like a bowl of soup , boy?”
“Yes, please,” David panted. It seemed like he wasn’t gonna be rid of him any time soon.
He put another pan on the stove, pouring in another tin of soup. Then he reconsidered. Microwave was faster and less messy. Pouring the lot into three bowls, because it was too much for two, he popped them in.
The microwave made an aweful whirring noise… that seemed to be coming from the front of the shop. He ran to the front just in time to see a blue box land in the middle of it, and a rather curious looking fellow in a brown suit with a bow tie get out.
This was outrageous. Now whole police boxes were barging into his shop. “For Pete’s sake! At least the others have the courtesy to use the front door. And you are?”
“Oh I love what you done with the place. And you are quite the dresser. Have you ever considered a bow tie? I’m the doctor, by the way.” the strange man said, offering his hand.
“Doctor Who?”
“Just the Doctor.”
“We already have a doctor here,” David now piped up. “Doctor Whale… or Frankenstein, as he prefers these days.”
“Charming little town you have here. Didn’t quite show up on the map though I’m afraid… What’s he looking at me like that for? Like a dog with a bone.”
“Oh that? You said his name. ” Rumpel replied.
“I did no such thing.”
“Yes you did, you said Charming. That’s his name.. or at least what his wife calls him.”
“Oh.. Charmed, I’m sure. Say what is up with this place? The TARDIS always gets very nervous with places that don’t exist, not to mention with a Toclafane on the loose.”
“A what? Sounds like a dessert to me.”
“Orby thing? Humanoid? Possibly with spikes. The get spikey when they are cranky. Like when someone wakes them up.”
“Oh, he threw that into the air.” Rumpel said pointing at David.
“He did? You fool, have you any idea what that thing is capable of?” the Doctor said.
“No… what is it capable of?” Rumpel wanted to know. If it was gonna be dangerous, he’d rather know of it now. Maybe he could trap it… and use it at a later date.
“No idea, but I bet finding out will be fun. Now excuse me, and please stay away from the box. She doesn’t like being manhandled. Oh, I smell soup, can I have some?”
“There’s a bowl in the microwave, please help yourself.” Rumpel put his hand to his face. Well, the only thing that spoke in favour of this stranger not being a danger to the inhabitants of Storybrooke was that he was even queerer then the whole lot of them put together.
The Doctor came back from the kitchen, spooning up the soup. “You know you two are not quite human? Charming over here is 99,9% human but has some bits of DNA in the wrong spot. By the way, have we met before? Your face looks familiar… Have you ever worked in the library?”
“Not that I know of.” Charming said. “I worked in the pet store though.
“Than perhaps you will. You however, mister…” he pointed at Rumpel.
“Gold.” Best not tell his real name to this strange stranger.
The Doctor nodded “Ah, very apt name, your blood seems to be full of gold particals. Or something that looks like gold at least. Heart of Gold too, I pressume?”
A typical Rumpel smile washed over his face. “Nope, black as coal, last time I checked.”
“Ah, can’t win them all. I need to go out and look for the Toclafane. Anything around here that would attract a hive mind?”
“Well, we have fairies and dwarves, one as bad as the other. Take your pick.”
“Well, I’m a bit partial to fairies, so lets start there.”
“Out of the door go to your left till you hit the nunnery.”
“What is it with nuns? They always have something to hide.”
“Tell me about it.” Rumpel agreed.
“Oh well. Tally ho!” the Doctor waved goodbye.
“Hey are you just gonna leave that thing here?” Rumpel asked confused.
“Oh yes, she’ll be fine. Very good company, I promise. See you later, darling!” And off he went.(For those of you that know dr Who, the Toclafane are those orby things the Master created final of season 3 Sound of the Drums/ Last of the Timelords… And Josh Dallas is a information pillar in Silence in the Library)
Mary Poppins! Now I’m jealous.
What you as starting seamstress need are some good patterns. May I point you in the direction of Simplicityhttp://www.simplicity.com/c-264-historical.aspx. They have great range of historical patterns and with some cheap yellow satin and a few bits of lace you can make your own. Beware, satin is slippery so pin well before sewing.
(AngieBelle, we aim to please 😆 )
Common Regina, get a grip on yourself, she thought. There is nothing special about that imp.
“Have you seen Henry?” she finally managed to ask.
“Yes he was just here. Wanted to do some grandfather-grandson bonding, but I made him a bowl of soup and he disappeared again.”
“Grandfather-grandson bonding? Was David here too?” This was getting confusing.
“No, alas, he only barges in when he isn’t wanted. I’m his grandfather, dearie.”
“You? His grandfather? How? Did you and Snowhite have an affair? I always knew that miss Goodietwoshoes was a harlot.”
“No Regina, my son is his father.”
“What? This is getting too confusing, I’m getting out of here. Pinnochio is with Henry and we both know that that puppet is nothing but trouble.” Having said that she stormed out again.
Rumpel rubbed his chin. “Hmm, one of these days I should ask Geppetto how much it cost to put a revolving door in there.What the h…. This wasn’t where she wanted to go. Why was he always on her mind. It was not like she was in love with him, the mere idea was absurd. She couldn’t stand him, or his mannerism. And then that voice, that soft lilth, that made her shiver with… disgust, that was it. No that had nothing to do with love, it wasn’t even lust. He was on her mind because she detested him so much. That delicate curve of his ass (rear, that better?), that soft boyish smile, those sparkling eyes… Horrble they were, absolutely horrible.
Anyways, Henry was up to something. Again! Did Emma ever keep an eye on him? Well, whether he liked it or not, she was still Henry’s mother and she would keep an eye on him.
At that moment Rumpel appeared from behind the curtain. “Bowl of soup, dearie? Henry didn’t want it.”
He just made her so mad. “Oh you! Just shut up and look pretty!”I always wonder what people are trying to achieve with such behaviour. I mean I have seen tweets saying “Robert marry me” Honestly, do they think he is gonna say yes? Besides the fact that he’s married, if somebody I didn’t know proposed to me out of nowhere I’d run a mile. It’s just so tacky
I must admit that every time Emilie de Ravin tweets, I like her more. Her concern for animal welfare and nature really make me love her as a person, and I’d love to talk to her.
But I know that’s not very likely to ever happen, and I respect the actors’ right to privacy. I would not want to be hounded all day either.
