Descendants Meets OUAT

Chapter 20

Mal woke up to the smell of pancakes and bacon. She sits up and tries to grasp her surroundings. Memories of last night came flooding back, why did she tell Henry? Is everything Henry said true? Can it be true? Mal's head pounds and she feels like someone is watching her. Shaking off her feeling, Mal heads downstairs. 

"Hey, I made pancakes!" Emma grins. Henry is sitting at the island eating a bowl of cereal.

"Don't eat their pancakes," Henry murmured.

"Ok? What?" Mal sits next to Henry.

"Henry!"

"What? I'm not wrong, you and Killian ruined pancakes, like grandma and grandpa ruined tacos."

"I assume there is a story that goes with this, but I don't know if I want to hear it."

"You don't." Henry stares at his cereal.

"Ok, well here's pancakes for you Mal." Emma places a plate of pancakes in front of Mal and pours herself some coffee. Mal picks at the pancakes and slowly eats them.

"Henry grossed you out?" Emma laughs.

"A bit," Mal says sheepishly.

"Yeah, ok," Emma smiles. Killian comes down the stairs and gives Emma a smile.

"Why is he smiling?" Henry asks.

"Because I am not a moody teenager who can't enjoy life."

"You're right, you're a moody adult who can't enjoy life without rum."

"Ok! Moving on, please," Emma says. 

"So Mal, what do you want to do today?" Emma asks.

"Get new clothes," Mal says.

"Alright, we'll go shopping, what do you like to wear?"

"I lost my memory, how am I supposed to know?"

"Ok, fair point, I'll get Evie and she and I will go shopping, maybe if we can get your style down, your memories will come back."

"Ok, so you don't need me?"

"No, seems weird, but I have a feeling you don't actually want to go shopping."

"That sounds true."

"Alright, well, Mal, while Emma is shopping with Evie, what do you want to do?" Killian asks.

"I don't know." 

"Ok, well, I'm going to talk with Gold and Henry will hang out with you."

"Hey! What if I have plans?"

"Do you have plans?" Emma asks.

"I could!"

"So no?" Killian grins.

"Shut up."

"So Henry will hang with you today," Emma smiles.

"He sounds really excited about that," Mal rolls her eyes.

"Don't worry he is." Killian claps Henry on the back, who chokes on his cereal.

"Why? What are you doing Killian?"

"Lad, I just said, I'm talking with Gold."

"Yeah, ok. Don't kill him." Henry looks at Mal, who is trying to remember the feud between Killian and Gold.

"Why would I kill him?" Killian asks, casting looks at Mal.

"I don't know, you have anger issues and a drinking problem," Henry says.

"I have neither," Killian scoffs.

"Ok, when I said change the subject, this isn't what I wanted, so Killian go, and Henry here's forty buck, you and Mal find something to do." Emma and Killian exit the house, leaving the two teenagers alone.

"So what do you want to do?" Henry asks.

"Can you explain some stuff? Because it's really confusing."

"Everything is confusing, but sure, I can try."

"And one more question, is it possible someone in town took my memory away?"

"Probably, I mean most of the people in town have done it at least once."

"That's great, that's just great." 

"So basically, you want to spend the day figuring out who might have taken your memory, if someone did."

"You don't believe me?" Mal asks.

"I didn't say that, but I'm also not,  not saying that."

"So, are you going to help me or not?"

"What have I got to lose?" Henry asks. Mal flashes Henry a grin and the pair clears the table to figure out who would gain the most from Mal losing her memory.