The Evil Prince

𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℂℝ𝕀ℂ𝕂𝔼𝕋 𝔾𝔸𝕄𝔼 ℙ𝔸ℝ𝕋 𝟙

STORYBROOKE. William had awaken early in the Blanchard Loft. He was staying in a guest room with Henry, but he was sleeping on the floor. He offered the bed to the younger boy.

When William woke up, he decided to grab some clean clothes that were in a duffel bag for him. David had said those clothes were too small for him, which William was thankful for.

William slipped a navy blue short sleeve on, blue jeans, and the brown boots. He finds a black zip-up hoodie next to the duffel bag. He puts it on, it's a little big on him but alright.

He quietly sneaked out of the room and through the loft.

He reaches the door and noticed his sister sleeping in bed with her husband. He gives a small smile and then his gaze turns to the couch, where Emma slept.

He noticed her blanket was off of her, so he walked over and placed the blanket over top his niece. Once covered, William gives a small smile before turning to the door.

William opened the door and quietly left.

He walked down the stairwell and appeared outside in the town dubbed Storybrooke. He looked around the town seemed to be sort of awake as business begin to open.

William looks behind him and zips up his hoodie before walking down the sidewalk. He passes buildings, business, and a clock tower.

He stares at the clock tower.

"So you decided to come to this world, huh?"

William turns around and sees its Gold.

"I am aware here you have the name of Mr. Gold," William says.

Gold gives him a small smirk, "That is correct," He says, "I hope you remember our arrangement from way back."

William crosses his arms across his chest, "Of course I do."

"My, my, you've seemingly grown a back bone since we last spoke." Gold says.

"Our realm isn't what it use to be," William says.

"Yes, I heard of the endeavors." Gold says.

William glanced down for a moment and then looked up at Mr. Gold.

"My mother- uh Regina," William says.

This seems to peak Gold's interest.

"She knows that I'm- I'm her son, right?" William asks.

Gold nods, "She knows dearie," He says, "What are you going to do now that you know she knows and you're in the same town as her?"

William sighs, "I- I don't know."

{ONCE}

STORYBROOKE. Mary Margaret and David were cuddled in bed together. He kisses her and she kisses him back passionately.

"What are you thinking?" David asks as they part.

"Oh, that it's good to be back," Mary Margaret smiles to her husband.

"Yeah," He smiles.

Mary Margaret kept her smile, "Uh-huh."

David gently strokes her cheek as he stares into her eyes.

"And what are you really thinking?" David asks.

"Twenty-eights years is too long to wait between-," Mary Margaret was cut off.

Henry and Emma entered the loft and made their way towards the bed that the royal couple were laying in.

"Hey, guess what. Taco shells were on sale." Henry says.