What if... David Nolan had another daughter without Snow?
During the first twelve years of the first curse, Valerie and David Nolan were happily married to each other. When Valerie discovers she is pregnant with Ophelia and realizes the happy life s...
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𝖢𝖧𝖠𝖯𝖳𝖤𝖱 𝖥𝖮𝖴𝖱 the accidental outsider
𝙊𝙋𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙄𝘼 𝙁𝙀𝙇𝙏 𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙊𝙁 place at Archie's funeral. She didn't know the doctor very well, so she had no business being there. Hearing her new stepmother talk about him, even sometimes referring to him as "Jiminy Cricket", made her a bit confused.
Pongo, Archie's Dalmatian, stayed attached to Henry as Archie's casket was lowered into the ground. Tears were shed amongst the crowd. Everyone cried except for Ophelia.
Yes, she was sad that someone close to her family died, but yet again, she didn't know him. The funeral reception was held at the Blanchard loft.
Ophelia excused herself upstairs so she didn't feel like she was once again out of place. She sat on Emma's bed and took out a book. Ophelia wasn't trying to eavesdrop on the conversation happening downstairs but they were loud enough for her to hear.
"-Like.. like a girl turning into a wolf, for example? Folks weren't exactly understanding back in our world," She heard a woman explain.
"Okay, let's not worry about what-if's. No one is here," Emma replied to her.
"Yet. Maybe they come, maybe they don't. But that doesn't change the fact that while we might enjoy things like penicillin, we're a bit homesick," Ophelia overheard a man explain.
Ophelia felt a little homesick aswell. She missed her mother's old apartment and how she had the entire space to herself. She missed the days Mrs. Peggy would come by with food for her to enjoy.
The poor, old woman must've been worried sick for the little girl- she left without saying goodbye. Ophelia scrolled through her phone in search of Mrs. Peggy's number and dialed it.
"You have reached the number of Peggy Bellerose. Unfortunately, I'm unable to answer the phone. My shop is really busy. Call back later, or come visit the shop! Did I say it right Ophelia?"
Ophelia's lips curled into a small smile. Even though she couldn't have an entire conversation with the woman she considered her grandmother, it was nice to hear her voice. A tear shed from her eye and flowed down her cheeks.
Wiping away her tear, Ophelia made her way down to the living room to find those who came to Archie's funeral, and Emma, gone. Mary Margaret was in the kitchen washing dishes while Henry sat on a bed with David beside him.
"Where did Em-," Ophelia tried to say, only to be cut off by the door suddenly opening, and the sound of feet rushing to Ophelia. "Pongo!" Cheered Henry.
