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chapter twenty-three - got a secret, can you keep it?
ophelia was staring at the unlit fire in front of her, trying desperately to get it to light. she was practicing magic and it was going poorly.
regina was staring at her and reprimanding her as she tried.
"focus." there was a pause. "concentrate."
"it's kind of hard when you're talking in my ear," ophelia snapped.
regina paced around her, "and when the wind blows or it's raining, or someone's shooting arrows at you. yes, concentration's hard. that's the point. find your anger and use it to focus."
"my anger is pretty easy to find, i just don't wanna accidentally go dark or something," she admitted.
"you're such a pathetic waste of ability," regina insulted.
"and you're a raging bitch."
she smirked. "smell that?"
"what?"
"smoke." regina smiled. "you're the angriest person i know, ophelia, but you're not evil. you can use the anger without going 'dark'."
ophelia nodded. she wished she wasn't angry. she wished people didn't look at her and say what regina had because she couldn't help it.
"i've got to pee." she stood and walked away. she walked past hook, david and mary margaret, their conversation halting the second they saw her.
she raised a brow. "subtle. mary margaret can you come with me to pee? i don't wanna go on my own and i—i can't pee outside."
mary margaret laughed. she stopped when she realised ophelia was serious. "wait, you're serious."
ophelia nodded, "yeah. i went on a field trip once and i was desperate but i held it until we got to school because i can't go outside. i need like moral support." david and hook watched on. "and i realise they're listening in as i tell you this but i don't care. i really gotta go."
david seemed to be stifling a laugh as he stared at his daughter in shock.
"i can feel you trying not to laugh, david," she exclaimed, glaring at him. "i was raised in a foster home, not next to a forest, so excuse me for not being able to take a leak in the woods. plus, i have the wrong parts. it is easier to whip your dick out and point it at a tree, so shut the fuck up."
mary margaret grabbed her hand, "let's go."
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david, mary margaret and hook looked as though they were getting ready to leave and the second emma asked what they were doing it was clear they were hiding something. each of them gave a completely different answer until mary margaret cracked.
