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chapter twenty five - operation save henry
as the group walked through the forest, mary margaret fell into step with ophelia, who was very obviously avoiding a certain three people.
"why are you annoyed at the others?" she questioned, hating how quiet ophelia was being.
"hook and neal got into some stupid fight because i'm emma's little sister, and hook likes me or whatever. then emma said i better not be having sex with hook. so, i got annoyed because it is my vagina, not hers. like sure, i'm skipping a couple details, but don't tell me what to do with my body and don't jeopardise our chances of getting henry back," she ranted.
mary margaret nodded, thinking of what to say next. her daughter's mind moved so fast; she felt like she was always sprinting to catch up.
"ophelia—" emma started as she moved forward.
"sorry, i don't talk to people who try and control my body," ophelia called, walking ahead.
"it was one comment. i wasn't the one fighting someone else," emma shouted.
"and i'm not talking to them either. i'm angry okay? beyond threats angry, leave me alone! also i'm not talking to you, i'm talking to the trees," she yelled back.
ophelia stopped when they heard rustling. they pulled out their weapons, only for it to be regina.
ophelia instantly sheathed her sword. "regina!" she bounded towards the woman, hugging her. "i have so much to tell you."
"it can wait, ophelia," she muttered, giving her a very short hug back. "well, if this is your version of a rescue party, we got here just in time."
it was then that ophelia noticed gold.
"what are you two doing here?"
"well, same as you, except we actually have a chance—"
"hey!"
"pandora's box. it could trap pan for eternity simply by opening the lid."
"wait, like pandora's box, pandora's box?" ophelia asked.
"yes."
"dope. wait, isn't that like dangerous?"
"yes."
"nice."
"you didn't tell me my father was with her," neal muttered to emma.
"i didn't know."
"wait, your father is the dark one?" tinker bell questioned.
ophelia nodded. "yeah, it's a really weird family tree. i mean gold was with milah, who also fucked hook, who kissed me, and i'm emma's sister, and emma fucked neal and created henry, who is therefore gold's grandson. somewhere something went very weird."
