Baelfire: Alright
Wendy, tell me where my son is and my dad will give you a lollipop!
Wendy: Um…I get
to go home too right? Are my brothers dead?
Baelfire: Erm…..probably,
it’s been 300 years, girl.
Rumpelstiltskin: I
should probably say something but knowing the good guys and their record,
they’ll be dead by the time we get back.
Wendy: Henry and
Pan are totes buddies; they’re the best friends in the world.
Rumpelstiltskin: She’s
lying, Henry wouldn’t be friends with any leader of any island, he’d find a way
to vote Pan off so he could be a ruler!
Rumpelstiltskin: Let
me pop her head off!
Charming: Geez,
that ‘good’ spiel didn’t last long!
Wendy: Can’t
believe someone’s BS detector is actually average around here….
Baelfire: *Is hurt*
Wendy, you wouldn’t lie to your big Baether would you?
Wendy: Okay but
only for you.
Wendy: Pan’s
dying and he needs the heart of the truest believer to stay alive. If you’re
curious at how I of all people would know all of this, Pan sleepwalks and likes
to talk in his sleep. Also just in case we might need it, he likes pink cotton
candy, not blue and green is just an abomination.
Baelfire: That
cotton candy thing explains so much
Rumpelstiltskin: At
least I don’t outright lie.
Wendy: At least I
don’t drop my kids down portals
Rumpelstiltskin: You
don’t HAVE kids! That doesn’t count!
Baelfire: *Face palms*
Regina: I have an
idea! Everyone relevant will go get Henry and everyone not relevant will stay
here! That means Emma, DEFINITELY me, Rumple, me, Bae I suppose, and me.
Snow: What about
Charming and I?
Regina: What
ABOUT you? A backstory episode is coming up for me, I have to go!
Hook: *Sniffles* Everyone forgot about me!
Henry: Lame,
where are the mermaids now?!
Pan: *Is staring
longingly at*
Henry: Could you
make your obsession be NOT so creepy?
Henry: Why did we
have to come all the way out here? Why couldn’t I Just pop my heart out over
Wendy’s body? I’m just saying that this wastes a lot of time….
Pan: Shut up and
help me tie off!
Pan: Ha! I dare
anyone to cross this line! They don’t break rules, so they’ll just stand there
really stupidly!
Pan: Unless the
bad guys are with them…and boy wouldn’t that be a joke.
Charming: I’m
going and that’s final!
Emma: There are
only so many people that can go in the boat, Charming.
Wendy: And Felix
builds them like crap, I’m just saying, you’ll be bailing water most of the
time.
Wendy: I may have
pushed him in once.
Hook: What about
ME?!
Snow: Go Emma, I
trust you! We’ll tie up the Lost Boys to be tortured if we have to!
Regina: Whoa, she’s
brutal to people she doesn’t personally like….
Snow: I’LL MISS
YOU
Emma: Yeah, yeah,
okay. That was my ear.
Rumpelstiltskin: Can
I join?
Snow: I don’t
think you were invited, do you?
Hook: *Doesn’t
like being left out* I’ll stay here then! See what you think about that! With
Tink! I didn’t want to go on your tacky adventure anyway!
Emma: Sounds like
a plan! See you guys later!
Rumpelstiltskin: What
if they find out my family secret?
Rumpelstiltskin: I
like pink cotton candy too!
Rumpelstiltskin: Come
on, I’m TIRED, can’t we just build a beach house like everyone else?!
Malcom: No! We’re
going to fly and that’s that!
Malcom: Don’t you
want to brag to the girls that you can do that? Not many can!
Rumpelstiltskin: There
aren’t even any girls HERE!
Malcom: Ah,
there’s that picturesque tree!
Rumpelstiltskin: It
looks like a tree…
Malcom: Ah, I
remember it like it was yesterday. One kid was all like “I’m going to sprinkle
this random dust on myself and see what happens when I jump off the tree! And
he flew! It was a discovery for the ages!
Malcom: I’ll go
get it. Your short little arms can’t reach the branches.
Rumpelstiltskin: Have
fun.
Malcom: *Suddenly
remembers all the time he fell out of that tree*
Malcom: Be sure
to catch me if I tumble out.
Malcom: Mm. Tree;
my old friend…we meet again.
Malcom: ….
Malcom: Are you
sure you don’t want to get it for me?
Rumpelstiltskin: I
was born on the ground and that’s where I’ll stay.
Malcom: Where’s
your sense of adventure!
Rumpelstiltskin: On
the ground. Where I was born and where I’ll stay.
Malcom: *isn’t sure Rumple will grab onto the
branches if he’s chucked up there*
Malcom: Ffffriiiidddggggeee,
that’s high.
Malcom: Let’s have
a quick prayer
Rumpelstiltskin: You’re
an atheist.
Malcom: Just go
up the tree
Rumpelstiltskin: The
ground and I are having a torrid love that no one understands. No.
Malcom: Atta boy!
Malcom: Wait,
you’re basically in love with mud?
Malcom: Freak
Rumpelstiltskin: Is
there any time before the Dark One Curse that I’m not smudged with it in some
way?
Malcom: *Slips a
bunch because of moss*
Rumpelstiltskin: Mmm,
fall. Fall real good.
Malcom: Darn it,
they’re not in bloom!
Malcom: Oh well,
I can’t go back down empty handed; Rumple will never let me hear the end of it!
Malcom: Oh hey,
one in reaching distance! How did I miss that one?
*Is making
uncomfortable faces*
Malcom: Yes! Yes!
OH YES!
Shadow: Get some flowers
for the missus and…WHO THE FRIG ARE YOU?
Malcom: The new
king of the island! What’s it to ya?
Shadow: Dude, you
can’t be here, it’s just not the way of things.
Malcom: Who says?
Not you! What are you going to do?
Follow me to death?
*Eyes narrow*
Rumpelstiltskin: What
does the doll say? Nothing, since dad didn’t give him a mouth…
Malcom: AUGH, MY
ENTRAILS! THAT’S SUPPOSED TO BE IN MY STOMACH! AUGH!
Rumpelstiltskin: Did
you find it?
Baelfire: I want
to take a minute to protest that ME doing all the rowing is unfair.
Emma: Stroke!
Baelfire: I had a
gunshot wound!
Regina: Stroke!
Baelfire: You
lardasses combined weigh more than my strength!
Rumpelstiltskin: Stroke!
Baelfire: YOU ALL
THREE HAVE MAGIC FOR FRIG’S SAKE!
Regina: Suck it
up, you big baby!
Baelfire: I can’t
feel my arms1
Emma: Aw look,
they were doodling in the sand!
Emma: AIEEEEEE!
Baelfire: Emma,
this is no time for your ninja moves, you nearly kicked me in the face!
Emma: *Splat*
Regina: BAHAHAHAHAHA!
Rumpelstiltskin: My
darling!
Baelfire: *Is there
first* Do you need to ride on my back?
Rumpelstiltskin: He
put up a line in the sand! Good people can’t cross the line, its impossible!
Regina: Blah,
blah, blah,
Regina: Fireball
Rumpelstiltskin: MY
EYEBROWS AND GENERAL FACE!
Regina: My plan
failed? That never happens!
Rumpelstiltskin: YOU
need to go calm yourself!
Regina: Awwww
Rumpelstiltskin: I’ll
cross the line!
Emma: No! But
you’re good now!
Rumpelstiltskin: Not
good enough, it seems. Pan is drawing me in and keeping you out…which means
this is an obvious trap and I probably shouldn’t fall for it but…eh, we need to
wrap this up.
Rumpelstiltskin: I
guess I could like…find a way to defeat this force field. Put sand over it or
something but the last thing I want to hear is you guys telling me that I have
to spare the guy that wants physical harm to happen to us.
Regina; “I” would
never!
Rumpelstiltskin: Look,
I’ll be back in like ten minutes, if I can’t beat him, it’s not like you lot
have a hope in hades at succeeding1
Baelfire: He’s
sort of right….
Rumpelstiltskin: I
sort of need Pandora’s Box
Regina: *Snatches*
I’ll do it!
Baelfire: Everyone
stop snatching my things from me, friggin’ jackasses….
Regina: If this
doesn’t work then I’ll make you miserable!
Rumpelstiltskin: Was
that…supposed to be scary?
Regina: *glare*
Rumpelstiltskin: I
can kick your ass in everything from hopscotch to Five Nights at Freddy’s on
Custom might with every enemy on level 20, but it appears I still lose to you
on who can blow the hottest air. Was that supposed to intimidate me?
Rumpelstiltskin: Have
fun moping on the other side of the line!
Regina: Why
aren’t we doing anything?!
Emma: Because air
beat us both up, please stop talking.
Regina: Humph, I
put my hands on my hips at you, madam!
Emma: I wonder if
we can block the moon….with clouds or an eclipse…
Regina: I don’t
know…if I magic too hard, my head might explode.
Emma: Awesome, let’s
try it out.
Regina: Hello
Henry, hello migraine….
Emma: Those
better not be synonymous…
Regina: *Dance move*
Emma: *Is imitating*
Baelfire: Should
I back up in case it explodes again?
Regina: We will
do the mime invisible wall trick
Emma: I don’t see
how this could cause an eclipse….
*Is working*
Pan: Huh. It’s
getting darker. I hope those idiots extinguish the torches too…because that’ll
still cast a shadow
Henry: What sort
of place is this place?
Pan: My…um…vacation
home…
Pan: How do you
like it?
Henry: Uh…there
are skulls everywhere. How is this not ominous? And what’s that hourglass?
Pan: The timer
until the new Sherlock season starts!
Henry: That’s
still too long of a time.
Pan: Trust me,
I’m saving you from season 3 *Stares at his heart longingly*
Rumpelstiltskin: THESE
STAIRS ARE EXHAUSTING! I’M NOT 299 ANYMORE!
Henry: What was
that?!
Pan: Nothing,
just the wind!
Henry: It sounded
like my beloved master!
Pan: This shot
makes it look like a chunk of my leg is missing! Wait here until I come back!
Henry: Oookayyyy….certainly
not suspicious….
Henry: I’m bored.
What happens if I knock that time glass over?
Rumpelstiltskin: 5,998,
5,999, 6,000…
Rumpelstiltskin: I
need a hankie!
Rumpelstiltskin: Oh,
I got this instead….oh well; it’s as good a hankie as any…
Rumpelstiltskin: He’s
going to fall all broken and mangled in front of me, that’s something he’d do! I
can’t look.
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