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alexseanchai) wrote2011-11-12 07:24 pm
alexseanchai) wrote2011-11-12 07:24 pm
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I told somebody on network that I didn't feel capable of writing a Once Upon a Time AU, and a few posts down I came across a multifandom fluff commentfic meme, and lo and behold, what should fall out but a Once Upon a Time AU. A hundred sixty words of it, anyhow. Not the interesting ones, unfortunately, but the beginning of something fascinating that I suspect I can't get any further on until I've seen the whole season.
Title: waiting for the dawn
Rating: G
Summary: She has to get to the wardrobe.
Pairings: Snow/Charming.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 160
The baby's coming. Snow doesn't say a word. The wardrobe. She has to get to the wardrobe. It'll only take one, and if the baby comes before she gets to the wardrobe, then Emma will have to go alone.
The wardrobe door closes behind Snow.
She's standing on the side of a road, paved with a smooth black material she's never seen before, with yellow lines painted down the center. Wherever she is, it's not the world she knows.
OW OW OW OW.
A metal monster comes rushing down the road. It passes Snow and stops. A woman gets out of what must be a magic carriage. Snow babbles something about the baby, and the woman, Margaret, bundles her into the back seat of the carriage and gets it moving again.
The baby comes before they get where Margaret is taking Snow.
"It's going to be all right, Emma," Snow says, undoing her bodice to let Emma suckle. "Everything's going to be all right."
Title: waiting for the dawn
Rating: G
Summary: She has to get to the wardrobe.
Pairings: Snow/Charming.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 160
The baby's coming. Snow doesn't say a word. The wardrobe. She has to get to the wardrobe. It'll only take one, and if the baby comes before she gets to the wardrobe, then Emma will have to go alone.
The wardrobe door closes behind Snow.
She's standing on the side of a road, paved with a smooth black material she's never seen before, with yellow lines painted down the center. Wherever she is, it's not the world she knows.
OW OW OW OW.
A metal monster comes rushing down the road. It passes Snow and stops. A woman gets out of what must be a magic carriage. Snow babbles something about the baby, and the woman, Margaret, bundles her into the back seat of the carriage and gets it moving again.
The baby comes before they get where Margaret is taking Snow.
"It's going to be all right, Emma," Snow says, undoing her bodice to let Emma suckle. "Everything's going to be all right."
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