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A forgotten Storybrooke

It was a dark day in story brooke, storm clouds covered the sky making daytime seem like night. No sun would shine today, but for the folks of storybrooke this seemed to be a sign of ominuous currents heading their way. Though things seemed gloom, nothing entirely was wrong especially in grannys diner- even though only emma swan and a few others were sitting at the counter.

one girl sat apart from the small crowd, tucked away in the corner- sitting in the booth across from ruby. Her hair was damp from the rain which could still be heard beating down on the rooftop. Two plates were in the center of the booth table, one had a sirloin steak with mashed potatoes for a side and the other which was closer to the girl with damp hair only contained a single large t-bone steak extea rare- just for her.

“ This smells delicious.” Her stomach growled, aching for it to be filled. It had been well over two days since she had a fresh warm meal. Ruby had scolded her for doing so, but she was to anxious to enter the dinner alone- and she would not let ruby make shift her plans with dorothy just for her sake.

“Come on era, you gotta eat. It won’t bite- not like is anyway” Ruby let out a small sigh followed by a light laugh as she pulled her plate closer to her, digging her fork into the mashed potatoes

“I know it won’t bite. It’s just…I can’t shake my dreams away today” She poked the steak with her nail which grew to be an inch longer and more crystal in color- shaping to look more of a claw than a nail. “Before coming here..I had little memory. Now I have dreams that..I can’t explain.” She proded harder, jabbing her nail into the steak until it was leaking red. She sighed in agitation, glancing up only when she felt ruby’s eyes pierce yellow.

“Era, you know what I’ve told you. There was a curse placed here..that affected everyones memories- though the curse is broken, perhaps it is still affecting you.” She spat out softly looking her in the eyes, hoping her words would prove some comfort.

“ I know..you told me this plenty of times before..but it doesn’t help ease anything…I feel like I keep searching for something-” She was quickly cut off by ruby speaking up.

“Or someone. You’ve told me of this dream before, you smaller..perhaps younger than you are now- with a figure tending to a wound. Something with piercing eyes and a ice cold touch. Your searching for someone you don’t have a memory of. Let’s not forget you have many other memories, it’s not like you forgot who you are.” She wiggled her nose, finishing up her mashed and cutting into the sirloin.

Era growled low and soft under her breathe, and unlike ruby who was cutting her steak- she picked up her’s by the bone and took a huge chunk out of it gulping down hard to ignore the emberassment at being scolded. “Yess Yes. I haven’t forgotten most things..just things like..whoever she was”

Ruby raised a brow after swallowing a few pieces of her steak. “She? So it’s a She now.” Ruby smirked and gave her a little wink which made her cheeks light up a light red.

“Oh don’t you..you..” She flustered for words and then let out a huff before taking another big bite, blood dribbling down her lip which she felt and quickly licked up. “I’m pretty sure it’s a she..but I can’t recall anything else.” By the time She was done talking Ruby had cleared her plate, and She chomped down a few more bites until there was only bone left.

“Well it seems were both satisfied for now, maybe we should..start asking- or perhaps introducing you to more people. Perhaps someone could help us with your memories” Ruby put her plate underneath Era’s with the forks and knives ontop. “Lets go, I have a place where you can stay too, I’m always at dorothy’s anyways” she replied with a wicked big smile, and they both rose from the booth and headed for the door.

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Elsa on a trip back to Storybrooke, Anna had sent her on a vacation from the stresses of the kingdom. And so she was staying at Swan’s place.

She was hitting the library and picking some stuff to read to help pass time. After picking a few and checking them out. Belle letting her borrow them without a card. Then started walking back to Emma’s place. Wearing a simple icy blue sundress and a oversized white knit sweater on top and a pair of simple sandal wedges as she passed by the diner she caught a glimpse of a new face in the diner next to ruby. Seemed familiar. Too familiar. But she shook her head and kept walking passed.

Where should we start….“ Ruby licked the bottom of her lip, pondering for a moment before looking back at her friend. ‘Rumple’s antique shop should do. They have everything there.”

“Rumple’s place?” She sighed in frustration, the name rolled of her tongue in a unfamiliar fashion. “What kind of name is that..” she mumbled under her breathe. She bite down on her tongue and followed ruby, tailing right behind her. Stopping short when Ruby stalled and she had to look up to see a sign that said mr gold’s antique shop. “Mr. Gold?”

“Yes, well..thats his shop. His names rumple. Dont get them mixed up..now when we go inside, don’t touch anything. Who knows what voodoo magic can be stored in here” She said with alittle laugh in her voice which made Era worry.

“Okay, fine but..can we-” she blinked- within moments ruby was already in side and she quickly darted in after her. Once inside, there was so much stuff her eyes were pratically glowing from the excitement. Everything had a place but to her, it just seemed like a bunch of clutter. <i> clutter treasure..they even have a statue of..of a fox? Nono the ears are wrong. Wolves dont look like that..</i> she thought to herself and scoffed.

At the front of the store stood rumple behind the register. His eyebrow was raised in question and Ruby was already informing him if the situation. “Ahh..yesss yes deary.” He replied to ruby quick and sharp but his eyes never left the girl wondering the store. His voice suddenly grew louder, out of excitement or annoyance no one could tell. “Come, Deary. Names Era right? Let me have a look at you..”

Her slightly pointed ears shot up at the sound of her name and she spun around fast on full alert. Within moments though, Rumple had already made a circle around her and stopped with a click of his finger. “What the..”

“So you, not born of this world but don’t belong in the next lost your way? Little foxy are you..” He raised a brow waiting for her to analyze him.

She growled low, at once her eyes flashed a more brighter lit amber gold- her nails grew to a fine point once more. She felt threatened in a way she wasnt sure of, but his stature wasn’t offending nor demanding.

“My my, what a little feisty animal you are. Lost your memory, looking to find it?” He clicked his tongue.

For a moment she thought about lunging him, but something about him made her withdrew. Her eyes dimmed down, and her claws retracted and for a second she thought of apologizing but his voice was oddly annoying. “So you know of me? Or are you fooling me? In any case..I guess I am more of a fox than anything..” she pondered for a moment and nodded, his earlier words agitated her but she was in no position to start a fight with possibly a creature that could be well stronger than her.

“So..fierce yet unsure. I’m not fooling ya deary. Simply a business man with a few kicks. Now, let us talk of..your memory reduction.”

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Elsa was still unfamiliar with Storybrooke. It was all so weird and so different. The clothes, the mannerism, the politics. But at least here she wasn’t worried about running her Kingdom. It was as stressful as it could get.

As she got to Emma’s apartment she dropped off her books and then went to her bag in the guest bedroom. As she rumeged through she found the box. The box was engraved with a fox. And inside it’s beautiful wooden details was a necklace. Beautiful yes. But Elsa could hardly remember why. She was having issues remembering.

Though the fox on the box reminded her of a friend she once knew. A friend she’d helped to heal back in Storybrooke there was a lot of pieces missing. And it frustrates her. Hardly a remembrance on the woman’s appearance and name. But when she looked at the box she missed her friend. And with that she took the box placing it in a bag and began to walk to Mr.golds. Probably stop by the diner for something first though.

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