King of NightmaresWhile it is good to be alone sometimes, there is nothing that compares to being surrounded by friends and family, people whom you love and care for, and who love and care for you in return. When I first came to Storybrooke, I didn't think Regina Mills, the mayor and, in her former life, the Evil Queen who'd transported us to this place, was deserving of such things; now though, beshrew my heart and my vows as a white witch, but the way Rumpelstiltskin had manipulated her into priming the portal so that it would kill anyone who passed through it... I felt sorry for her, just as I had felt sorry for my landlord when he told me about Airgid and how his happiness had been shattered.
That was past though. For today, I just had to worry about making sure a continuous stream of music was playing, and the crowd was still dancing, at Club Wonderland, at least until 7:00 that night. In order to make sure they were kept safe, Jefferson, Emma Swan, and Mr. Gold had all dropped off their respect
Carnival of Dreams"Fa la la, it's off to hell we go. Cross your heart and hope to die. It's off to hell we go."
Ugh, there she goes again, thought Sophia, What on earth is she singing and why is it so annoying? But she didn't mind. For once, all eyes were on her, instead of her older sister, who overshadowed Sophia in almost everything, especially mathematics and music. And she also wouldn't be bullied by her older sister often; this was one day where her older sister would have to sit back and let Sophia get all attention: her graduation day, which was on her birthday no less.
It was true, their relationship was improving since Sophia's sister had been at college for a couple of years. They were getting on each other's nerves less as they were learning to live with each other as people and not as sisters. However, they could still annoy the hell out of each other if they felt like it. Like tonight for instance. Her sister had been in one o
Genetic LullabyThings had never been simple since the opera. Shiloh hadn't had anyone to turn to since her dad died before her very eyes, her only parent and her prison warden. What he had done, he had done out of love, but that love had become an obsession. If she lived at the cost of thousands dying thanks to repossession of their organs... well. Let's just say she didn't wish her suffering on others. "Rapunzel's" life in her "ivory tower" wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
As soon as she could get out of the house, she went to the best place she'd read about for a possible job: the Academy of Natural Sciences. This is where Rotti Largo had gotten his start, true, but it was also a place of great interest of inquiry into biology of the past. Considering her skills with capturing and classifying insects, she figured she could take a few classes in evolutionary biology and taxonomy and become a teacher.
She was a quick study, and a brilliant one, despite being home schooled for most of her l