VIII. "I hate the woods."
With all the drama going on the last few days with Mary Margaret, David, and Kathryn, everything has calmed down a little, at least not with all the whispering and gossiping about them. It ramps up a little with the news of Kathryn's car crashing by the Storybrooke sign on her way out of town.
Leroy is eating breakfast at the counter in Granny's Diner. Mr Cark and Walter enter, wanting to sit together, but Leroy is taking up a spot with two chairs on either side of him. "Uh, excuse me, Leroy. Uh, do you mind scooting over a seat so Walter and I could sit together?" Mr Clark requests, looking at the man.
"If I wanted to sit there, I would've sat there," Leroy retorts. "You want this seat? Try dragging your sorry asses out of bed a little earlier."
"You're a real ray of sunshine as-," he remarks before sneezing all over Leroy's breakfast, making him.
"Congrats – just lost my appetite. Seat's all yours," the grumpy man sneers, getting up to leave as Mary Margaret walks into the Diner.
"Excuse me. Can I have everyone's attention, please?" Mary Margaret requests, and the Diner goes silent. "I'm sorry to interrupt your morning, but I just wanted to remind everyone that a very special occasion is upon us – Miner's Day. As always, the nuns of Storybrooke are hoping that everyone will get involved, and will help sell their exquisite candles. All we need are a few energetic volunteers. So, who wants to join me?" Everyone ignores her and goes back to what they are doing. Leroy heads to the door, which Mary Margaret is still standing in front of. "Leroy, you want to volunteer?"
"I want to leave, sister. You're blocking the door," Leroy tells her, making the teacher look at him.
"Of course. Uh, you know, if you wanted to help, it could really be a-," Mary Margaret mutters.
"Oh, yeah. Right. Quite a team we'd make – town harlot, town drunk," Leroy grunts. "The only person in this town that people like less than me, is you. If you're coming to me, you're screwed." He leaves, and after a moment, Mary Margaret leaves, too.
(BLESSING)
Emma follows her outside and walks along with her, passing Landon, who is going to meet his girlfriend, and the couple joins the sweet teacher. "Hey. Mind if we join you?" Emma asks but doesn't get a reply. "So, what the hell is Miner's Day, and why are you beating yourself up over it?"
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The Historian (No. 16)
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