ENCHANTED ━━━━ ❝ and it was enchanting to meet you ❞
IN WHICH, when snow put emma in the wardrobe in the enchanted forest, a goddess was put in a secret cove in the enchanted forest by the olympian god, zeus, ten years later...
season one ━━━━ sea...
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005. prince charming
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MARY MARGRET WAS WALKING DOWN THE street when she saw the yellow car that belonged to Emma, and when she approached she found the two blondes inside, one of them sound asleep whilst the other looked through the newspaper with a flashlight.
"Hey, you two okay?"
Emma turned the flashlight off and looked at her, "Oh, in the world of tight spots we've been in, crashing in the car doesn't even rank the top ten."
"You're both sleeping here?" The woman asked.
"Just me at the moment," Aphrodite groaned out as she opened her eyes. "This one barely sleeps."
Emma rolled her eyes, "That's because you take up half the car!"
"Are you calling me fat, Emma Swan?" Aphrodite gasped, dramatically, her hand to her hear with a small smile on her face.
"Sorry," Emma apologised to Mary Margret. "We're staying here till we find a place."
That made the woman have a bright smile on her face, "You decided to stay. For Henry."
"Yeah, I guess," Emma nodded as she opened up the car door and stepped outside. "This town doesn't seem to have any vacancies. None, actually. Is that normal?"
"Must be the curse."
Emma sighed as she leant back on the car, "Why are you out so late?" She asked.
"Well, I'm a teacher, not a nun. I had a date," Mary Margret told them as Aphrodite got out of the car and walked over to the two women, "From the looks of it, it went well?" She asked as she went to stand by Emma.
"As well as they ever do." She said, disappointed.
"Tell us he at least paid." Emma asked but the teacher looked down and shook her head.
"If true love was easy, we'd all have it," Aphrodite placed her hand on the woman's shoulder. "You'll find it someday, I'm sure."
Mary Margaret smiled slightly, "You know if things get cramped, I do have a spare room... I imagine sharing isn't fun."
Emma looked at Aphrodite before turning to the woman, "Thanks, we're really not the roommate type. It's just not our thing. We do better on our own."
"Speak for yourself, Em." The blonde rolled her eyes.
"Well, goodnight," She smiled with a wave. "And good luck with Henry."
The two blondes watched the teacher walk off down the road, making she she was far away, Aphrodite turned to Emma and smacked her on the shoulder.
