3-Granny's and the Sheriff Station

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At Granny's

Henry and Violet were sitting at the bar drinking hot cocoa with cinnamon. I asked if they knew there was a law against sitting at bar if you are under age. Henry said:

"We're not drinking alcohol, and as for legality, my mom is sheriff as well as my grandpa. Plus, the sheriff is your fiancé. I doubt you would let anything that would put me behind bars happen, right? Because the sheriff would have it out with you."

"My fiancé or soon to be father in law?"

"You choose." Henry smiled.

"And...," violet started, "like you said, we're underage."

"Oh and mom called in early, the food's in the back, all you have to do if pick it up and pay."

"Thanks Henry."

I went to the back and picked up 4 grilled cheeses, 1 kale salad, 3 root beers, a cola, 5 side orders of onion rings, and a refill of rum. Then left $40 on the counter and left the two love birds to their cocoa.

At the sheriff station,

Emma, Regina, Snow, and David were in the station. Emma greeted me with a kiss and asked me why it took so long to get the grilled cheeses. I winked at Snow and David and Emma told me my secrets could be mine, as long as she would learn from me eventually.

I handed out the grilled cheeses to Emma, Snow and David, (it gets to Regina) the root beers to the charmings as well + Emma, the kale salad and cola to Regina, and the onion rings to everyone, while I enjoyed a grilled cheese, onion rings, and a long gulp of rum.

I handed my rum casket to Emma before I took off again to the Jolly Roger, but she refused. I asked what's wrong, she rarely ever refused rum.

"I can't drink rum anymore, at least not for another 9 months."

"Why, what happened? Whatever it is it sounds like a nightmare!"

"Quite the opposite. Soon to be mothers can't drink alcohol."

"Soon to be...Swan...are you saying? that we...?"

"We're pregnant. We are going to have a little pirate before you know it."

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!"


"What is wrong with you?" Emma says waking up. "It's four in the morning, go to sleep."

I was all a dream.


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