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[changethings]

[ Man, is she glad that she not once wished for anything since getting here. And this? It's only making her belief that wishing for things is not a good idea grow. Magic always comes with a price, right? ]

I wasn't keen on the whole wishing thing to begin with, but after this? I'm definitely not making any wishes. [ She says this now. But if Henry was in trouble? She'd likely break her word in a heartbeat. ]

--Ah shit. [ Chicken soup, it is serious business. Especially when you're making it for your ill kid. And boiling soup is not at all kind to her fingers or mouth. Stupid soup.

But hey, she is doing pretty good for someone who hardly cooks. Never mind that the kitchenette of her and Henry's room is a little messy. ]

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[fantasies]

[MEANWHILE Henry had made the mistake of getting too caught up in the novelty of new magic. Small as it is, a price is a price. He's flopping around in bed, trying to find a spot that isn't at once too hot and too cold. It's not working.

He wriggles his way out from under the comforter and half-whines, half-groans.

mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom 8(]

Dictated forever

[whichwayyoulean]

I know right? Nothing comes for free, and this just proves that point completely.

[changethings]

[ This what you get for wishing for cookies!!!

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeenry.

Just give her a moment, she need to guzzle some water. The soup burnt her tongue. WEEH. ]

I told you the cookies weren't worth it.

[fantasies]

[He flops again, this time so he's face down in his pillow.]

They were really good cookies.

[He's only human 8'(]

dictated;

[downright]

I think so long as you've got yourself a job, you can manage to survive without the castle's magic. [ He's wary about making wishes and avoids them unless absolutely necessary; like in the case of wishing for his room to be expanded a few days ago. Thankfully, the castle only gave him a slight migraine to deal with all weekend. ]

... Are you alright?

[changethings]

[ She's not laughing. Nope. Not at all. ]

Bet this chicken soup will be better. [ ..............SHE HOPES. ]

aww yeah

[changethings]

[ OH IT'S YOU. ]

And after this people are going to keep on wishing.

[changethings]

Shouldn't be too hard. [ Emma and magic are not friends, she refuses to use it. Honestly she is still not thoroughly convinced that it is real. Yeah. Super denial. ]

I'm fine. [ A hiss. ] Just burnt myself a little.

[downright]

[ Chase is frowning slightly because that voice sounds really, really familiar. Like -- ex-wife familiar. ]

... Allison?

[changethings]

[ Wow, this is awkward. Emma shakes her hand a little, frowning at the journal. ]

No... [ A beat. ] Emma. Sorry.

[downright]

[ Here's some awkward silence to add the already awkward moment. ]

... Sorry.

You just sound a lot like someone I know from home.

You should probably hold your hand under cold, running water for at least ten minutes.

[changethings]

[ Now she knows how Snow felt when she thought she was Mary Margret. She should apologize. ]

No problem.

[ Well that is a bit of a lie. But there is no point in making situation even more awkward. ]

Cold, running water. Got it. [ Hear that? Tap running! She listened. ]

[downright]

[ He really can't help but think that she sounds so much like Cameron still. ]

Are you new around here?

[changethings]

[ She knows that feeling, she still can't separate Snow White from Mary Margret. ]

Yeah, I got here a month ago.

[downright]

Thought so. [ He was all Chase the Ken doll for a month, but he's so not going to mention that. ]

Do you have anyone from home here?

[changethings]

My son's here with me and... [ She trails off. ] Two others.

[ Her fairy tale parents... Yeah, not going to mention that. Nope. ]

[whichwayyoulean]

[Like a bad penny]

Sure they are. Some people are just completely unable to learn the lessons life throws at them.

[fantasies]

[omg worst mom, don't you see how your child is in pain.

(just kidding, best mom.)

He wiggles and props his cheek up on the pillow.]

You didn't wish for it, right?

[changethings]

I wouldn't call this a life lesson.

[changethings]

[ SADLY SHE IS NOT MAGIC AND CAN HEAL THE PAIN AWAY. GOSH. ]

Of course I didn't wish for it. [ She shoots him a look over her shoulder. ] I'm making myself.

[whichwayyoulean]

It's a life lesson for living here.

[fantasies]

Just checking.

Who knows what would happen if we both ended up like this.

[changethings]

Uh huh.

[changethings]

You've got so little faith in me, I'm hurt.

[ Totally not pouting. ]

Other than both laying in bed pathetically moaning for a week?

[downright]

How old's your son?