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f o u r

( House )

We're going to pretend that never happened, no ifs or butts, and we can go back to not acknowledging each others existence.
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[ That done, she moves onto another. ]

( Charming )

[ So how awkward is becoming your father's twin for a week? Pretty fucking awkward. ]

It wasn't real, any of it. I didn't marry a complete ass or anything. It was the castle. Apparently it likes to do that from time to time. [ Let's just ignore it, pretend that week never happened. ]

Anyway... how are you?
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[ After all that Emma sighs, resting her forehead on her crossed arms. ]

I'm starting to miss Storybrooke. At least things there weren't so crazy and always had a physical cause. [ Regina. ]

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How about a no.

[ ........... ]

Why the hell not?

Curiosity.

[ Now that the castle-induced veil is lifted, he remembers how much she looks and sounds like an employee of his. Albeit the blond version. He has yet to decide if the color is an improvement. ]

Curiosity?

[ She can't sound more incredulous if she tried. ] About what exactly?

A man can't be curious about his not!ex-girlfriend and fake son?

No, he really can't, not without some sort of underlining, likely nefarious, reason.

Nefarious? What am I, a storybook villain now?

Who knows? We are in a magical castle, after all.

Touché.

So are you going to tell me the real reason to why you're so curious?

Maybe. Not right now.

[ :| ]

Great.

I can't make things too easy for you, now can I? Suck the fun right out of discovery.

Has anyone told you that you're an ass?

Not all that much here, surprisingly enough.

I'm shocked. Really.

I know. Imagine being in my shoes.

I think I'll pass.

Your loss.

Right. [ EYE ROLL. ] Goodbye House. [ JOURNAL. CLOSE. ]

Oh. ...I'm glad.

I'm doing good. Really good. Spending time with your- with Snow. [Awkwardddddd] And you?

[ Yeah, still not on board with that whole thing. But at the very least she's not super awkward about it as she was previously. ]

Could be better.

I'm sorry to hear that. Anything I can do to help?

[ A sigh. ]

Probably not, but thanks for the offer. I just... wanted to make sure you're alright.

[Ahhh daughter... He pauses, smiling on the other end of the journals.]

Thank you. That means a lot. Perhaps you could spend some time with friends, try not to think about what's bothering you.

[ Yes, daughterkins actually cares. She has a heaaart. ]

I'm a little short on friends. [ Seeing her best friend isn't here... well, she is. Sort of. IT'S COMPLICATED. ]

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