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Regina was softly humming a song Robin couldn't name as they walked to Lake Nostos. They had come through the portal about mile away, but Regina insisted on walking so she could hatch her egg on Pokémon GO.
Suddenly, Regina stopped walking. Robin opened his mouth to ask if something was wrong, but Regina answered his question before he could even ask it. "My egg is hatching!" Her eyes were glued to her phone screen as the Pokémon egg cracked open and whatever was inside was revealed.
"What is it?" Robin asked, looking over Regina's shoulder.
"A Scyther!" Regina turned her phone so Robin could see it. "334 CP. That's pretty good for a new one. ...I think. I'm just glad it let me walk to hatch the egg in a realm where this doesn't exist."
"Well the alliance of whoever doesn't have Pokémon GO is trying to fix that, apparently."
"Yeah, and Arthur is going to use that trick my sister into helping and spending more time with him in the Underworld because of it, so..."
Robin shrugged. "You know you'd do the same thing to get me to spend time with you."
"Yeah, but I don't have to bribe you to spend time with me because you never leave my side."
Robin wrapped an arm around Regina. "Because I love you."
Regina looked up at Robin with a smile on her face. "I love you too."
The couple continued walking towards the lake.
~ Storybrooke ~
Emma zipped up her suitcase easily because she had hardly any clothes that would be acceptable in the Enchanted Forest in her closet. Only the cloak from her time travel adventure with Hook and the few dresses she wore in Camelot. Come to think of it, she probably shouldn't have folded those clothes, but it was too late now and Emma wasn't sure what else to do. She'd just have to create herself some acceptable, wrinkle-free, clothing.
"You ready for tomorrow?" Neal asked, leaning on the door frame.
"Yup!" Emma smiled up at her boyfriend. "The real question is, are my parents ready?"
Neal scoffed. "You know them. They won't be ready until at least a half hour after they said they'd be ready."
Emma shrugged. "Fair enough." She walked over to Neal and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. "I'm hungry."
"Well I'm sure Ruby, Dorothy, Henry, and Roland would meet us at Granny's for lunch."
Emma nodded. "You call them and I'll call my parents to see how they're doing. Is your suitcase over here?"
