Thiefs Steal Things

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Sam

We walk back to Granny's hotel. When we come back all of our stuff is gone, we possibly forgot to close the door and there might be a burglar or something and they took our stuff. "It's all gone. Your laptop, dad's book, all of our stuff is gone. Stolen," Dean says, while looking around the room, it's all empty. "Yes, but who does something like that?" I ask. "Maybe a thief, they steal things," Dean says. "Or it is someone who lives here." "I'm going to ask the woman from behind the desk," I say and I walk downstairs. There she is, grey hair and glasses. "Hello, is there a problem?" she asks. "Yes, all our stuff is gone," I say. "Do you know where it is?" She nods. "Yes, Regina has taken it. She said that if you wanted them back you needed to leave town," she answers. Regina obviously hates us, but why? "Why do we need to leave?" I ask. "She didn't tell me, but I would listen if I were you. She is of course the mayor of Storybrooke," she tells me. "All right. Thanks, we're going to get our stuff back," I say. "Have a good day." I'm pissed, why would this Regina be commanding us? I walk back to our room, where Dean is sitting and waiting for me. "We're going to get our stuff at Regina's house and then we need to leave," I say. "Let's go." Dean looks up, opens his mouth and disagrees. "Regina doesn't tell us what to do and what not to do. We're going to get our stuff and we stay," he says. "Now, let's go." We walk out of the room, up to Regina's house.

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