Savage 》Once Upon A Time

The Outsider

Cora instructed me to lay low. To not mention to anyone in town that she's here. To go on and live my day as if it were normal. But my day, my life, has never been normal. She and Papa are now residing in my house for the time being. The whole night I was very excited. Papa's finally in Storybrooke. I've been explaining the ways of this world, like what a bloody hell the toaster is. Also that the TV is this magic box that playing moving pictures. Even the food. He and Cora looked at the grilled cheese weirdly. I still laugh at Papa's words. What the bloody hell is this?

So for me to act normal, I've attended Archie's funeral. I gave my best poker face. I don't cry that much, so if I did, that would be suspicious. I gave my words. Even though I know the cricket is alive, I still have to act like he wasn't. That part I hate. I may hate Snow and Emma at the moment, but I never hated Archie. Would I get annoyed with from? Yes. But there are times where he'd give me the best advice.

I sighed as I entered my home and took my leather jacket off. Papa was sitting on the couch flickering through the TV. His brows furrowed.

"Since when do sponges talk?" He asked.

I crossed my arms. "Since 1999." Papa turned off the TV. "I thought you were going after Belle. Remember the plan?"

"Aye," he said as he got up. "But, I think we're in for a little reunion."

I gave him a confused look. Papa motioned his hand out and a small smile came to my face. I recognize that stupid red beanie anywhere. I can't believe I never went to him after the curse broke.

"Uncle Smee," I greeted happily as I hugged Papa's right hand man.

"Cassandra," he said as he held on tight.

Then Papa pulled Smee back by his collar. "All right, reunion over."

I rolled my eyes. "All right, what are you guys doing here then? Belle should be in the library in an hour."

Papa looked at Mr. Smee. "Tell her what you told me."

Smee took a shaky walk forward. "Cas, the Dark One has a potion that will allow him to cross the town line. He has to enchant something close to him to be able to do it."

I furrowed my brows. "So, let him lose his bloody memory."

"That's the thing, Cassie," Papa started. "Once he crosses the line, he'll still have his memories in tact." Bloody hell. "And that's not all."

"Of course not."

I could see Papa clench his fist as Mr. Smee grabbed my shoulders. "From what I'd heard, he has enough for two people. He's planning on taking you with him."

I mouth slowly opened as I realized why the Crocodile wants to leave. "He's trying to find Bae. And he wants me to help him."

"Like bloody hell am I letting the Crocodile take my daughter again," Papa sneered.

"He won't," I declared. "And that twit isn't going over the town line." I reached into my pocket and grabbed my keys. I threw them at Mr. Smee, who dropped them. Papa sighed in disappointment. "The keys to the pawn shop is still there."

"Why do you still have the keys to his shop?" Papa asked.

"Trust me, I tried to leave it, but Regina told me to keep them in case I decide to go back," I scoffed. "Like that's going to happen." I went over to the kitchen to grabbed a paper and pen. I started scribbling the combination down before handing it to Mr. Smee. "There's a painting in the back counter. A safe should be right behind it. Open it and take the shawl that's in there. If he's going to use anything, it's going to be that."