Miner's day

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I sat in a hallway drawing the four suits of armors in front of me. They each had different shields but when lined and put together they made the kingdom's crest. I frowned some as I heard people talking. I looked up as Snow and the fairy they always had around walked with eachother. Snow tripped on my foot. Oh goodness, Hayes I didn't see you, what're you- I held up my sketch book. She pulled me up out of the floor. Hayes this is Blue, Blue this is- she gasped her eyes going big. I know who she is, I do not need an introduction, I must go. She said before shrinking and flying away

Dani. I looked up at Emma some. Yeah? I asked she frowned. What's going on in that head of yours? Nothing. I frowned as I looked back at Mary Margaret and got the weird glitchy flash of her from my dream as she talked about miner's day, and basically where the nuns sell candles they spend like a big chunk of the year making. No one wanted to sign up. Hey, kid go on and go to your piano class, I'll see you later. Ok. Also tell Henry- I know the drill, but I'm actually volunteering with the art for Miner's day. Oh, wow. She said standing up and smiling. Yeah I have to paint back drops for an art booth and also a mural of the town. That's what you wanted advice on? I nodded and I smiled. I get to present it. Have fun then.

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I was painting the drops for the booth I had paint all over me, my jeans my arms hands face even in my hair. Well, the drops look lovely Daenerys. I looked at the mother superior and her eyes became big. I cannot say the same for you, gracious child you have paint all over you. I shrugged and she frowned. How? Like I say, if there is no evidence of you doing it, you're doing it wrong. She frowned some. Flowers, what made you do that? It's spring, I thought it'd be a nice touch. She nodded and walked off. You're welcome. I muttered rolling my eyes.

I had gotten a canvas and some paints. I was painting the setting of the woods meeting the beach, with a ship on it. I had been here for a while so I had paint on me, and at one point I had accidentally wiped some on my face. The prince has called for- oh gracious child you are a mess. I looked at the fairy and shrugged. If theire is no evidence you did it, then you're doing it wrong. Well the prince has asked for you to come to the table, and you are a mess. I started walking out. You can't looking like- I walked away ignoring her.

Mother superior? I asked as I had just gotten the paper that held a list on what needed to be done next. You changed all of the back drops?!? Yes, I did, I didn't like them. I spent hours on the ones I did today, changing them now would- if you cannot change them then we're going to need to find someone else who can. She said walking off I went right to Mary Margaret. She change them. I snapped putting the paper down. Who changed what? Leory asked and I sighed. Mother superior, she changed the list for back drops, and now I have to redo ALL of the ones I already did. Oh- I need more paint if I'm gonna change them. Here, take my card and go. I smirked sadly at Mary Margaret, and took the card. Bring me a Mars bar back. Of course. I said before running out.

You called? I asked walking in and he nodded. Yes I did. I'm sorry your highness, she wouldn't clean up before- Hayes covered in paint is normal, now what do you know on fighting? I smirked. A lot, why? We need help, we have some new guards, and they're in need of some serious help with their sword and weaponry skills. I smirked even more. When I'm done with them, they'll be ready for anything.

I got the paint and came back. Emma was with Cidney and she frowned. Kid are you alright? No, I painted all these back drops which I still have to hang but Mother superior said I had to change them, and they have to include a mural of Storybrooke which is hung for the rest of the year and then hung with the others, and the one I wanted to do was going to be different from everyone's as they all had the mayor's office and mine was gonna be different and now- I handed Emma the list. She changed them. I nodded some. I don't know what to do. Stick to you. I frowned some. Those back drops and that mural, will be Beautiful, just do what you were going to do, be different.

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