This is a crazy idea of mine. A proper introduction would be this: after the adventures and battles they've been through (that are about to happen on the show), Snow White and Prince Charming go back to the Enchanted Forest, and Emma stays in Storybrooke. Hook left after Emma telling him things he didn't want to hear, and something happened between them that no one knows about. Mary Margaret finds a way to keep in touch with Emma, as a messenger comes and goes every week with letters from them. This is the first part, in which Emma and Snow talk about their lives. This is a three chapters story, and a new chapter will be posted every week (kind of). Hope you like it!
Storybrooke, February 11th, 2013.
Dear Snow (should I call you Snow? Or Mary? Or Mom?),
This is really unusual for me, as you might know. I don't understand why you couldn't take a cell phone with you. It would be much easier to communicate.
Anyway, things are going smoothly in Storybrooke. Ever since you left Henry's been wanting to visit you, so I was wondering if you could have him for a few days (please say yes, since he won't stop talking about it).
Are you ok with the sudden change of lands? You didn't seem really happy about moving at first. You should probably talk to David (dad?) about it, I'm sure he'll be ok with any decision you make. You're not just Snow White anymore. You're also Mary Margaret, remember that.
Do you have any news about Hook? I was worried because he might try to do something stupid to get back here. You never know what that pirate is up to.
I guess that's all for now. Hope you're doing well now that you're an official queen again. Send my regards to David and Ruby.
Yours,
Emma.
PS.: I didn't know your address so I wrote "The Queen's Castle" on the envelope. Hopefully, the letter (and the postman) will find the way.
The Queen's Castle, February 20th, 2013.
Dear Emma,
I loved "The Queen's Castle"! I'll use it from now on, David loved it too. And as you can see, the letter found its way.
You can call me whatever you want. As you said, I'm all of that, aren't I? Snow, Mary, mom. I could have brought a cell phone with me, but isn't this much more fun? Also, you could work on that handwriting, dear.
You're right. I wasn't all happy about moving back here since I didn't want our family to be split up one more time. But I realized we will be together, no matter what, and we'll always be one bean away from each other.
David's been a sweetheart, as usual, and he's so happy to be back, you should see it. Walking around with his sword on his holster, riding horses. He's complete again, and it's worth it.
Of course Henry can stay with is for a while, he'll love it here! I bet he's dying to know the castle and the forest, he always feels like he's the only one who hasn't been here (and he is, isn't he?).
Hook's fine. I don't know what you did to him, but he left on his ship and I haven't heard from him since. At least that's what I've been told. Why are you worried about him? I've always knew you looked at him differently, but I thought I was imagining things. He might be a pirate, but he helped us when we needed it. He's a nice man (and leather looks good on him).
Hope I hear from you soon. David sends lots of love.
Yours truly,
Mary Margaret.
Storybrooke, February 26th, 2013.
Dear Mary Margaret,
Henry was thrilled to hear the news and was already packing to visit you. I told him he'd have to wait a little. And yes, he is dying to know the castle and the forest. He also mentioned something about fighting a troll. Kid really loves some fairy tale.
I'm not worried about Hook; I just thought that he could try something to get back here since he was obliged to leave. But, apparently, that's what he wanted all along. He's probably very happy aboard his ship, pillaging, hijacking and hooking up with whoever shows up on the way. You were imagining, as usual.
I'm glad you're fine with the moving, and I hope I can visit you some day. It will be nice to see the forest, the castle and all the rest without being worried about Cora or a troll. It is my land too, after all, isn't it?
Tell me when Henry can go and I'll send him. Also, tell David that Argo won the Oscars, just how I predicted, he'll be furious.
Love,
Emma.
The Queen's Castle, March 12th, 2013.
Dear Emma,
Sorry for taking so long to answer, David and I went out on a trip that was supposed to last three days, but as you can see, we stayed longer. We really needed a break. Being king and queen again is exhausting.
Henry can come whenever he wants, we'll be ready for him. Just make sure he doesn't miss school.
David was furious when he heard the news about the Oscars, but asked you to keep the fact that he really enjoyed Les Miserables as a secret (for some reason he thinks that a king isn't allowed to enjoy musicals). Also, you can come whenever you like, it will be wonderful to have you here. Just let me know in advance so that I can prepare a room for you.
Dear, are you sure that this is your way of "not being worried"? You seemed really annoyed for someone who doesn't care. I don't mean to push anything but maybe you should rethink your thoughts about that man.
Even more love,
Mary Margaret.
Storybrooke, March 18th, 2013.
Mary Margaret,
I am truly sorry to say this, but you're wrong. Hook and I might have shared a few looks or smiles (maybe!) but you shouldn't think that I have feelings for him just because of that. He does look good in leather, so what? You have to stop worrying about me, seriously.
Changing subjects, writing for you every week turned out to be a nice habit of mine, you know? I know I don't usually say things like this but it's almost as if I had a journal, and I like it. Henry wants to write, too, I don't really know why. I think he wants letters with his name coming in the mail.
You should tell David that kings are allowed to enjoy musicals, and remind him that in the past the royalty used to love operas (which are the equivalent of nowadays' musicals).
Henry wants to visit you as soon as possible, so maybe he could go on April 19th? He could go on Friday and come back on Sunday, what about that?
Yours,
Emma.
The Queen's Castle, March 24th, 2013.
Dear Emma,
Maybe. Maybe I'm wrong, but you should know that mothers are hardly ever wrong on this subject. I won't say anything else, then. But please promise me you'll think about it. Don't just let it go, as you always do.
I knew you'd enjoy writing! It's great, and I see you've been working on the handwriting. Does this mean you're ready to become an official princess?
I'd love to get letters from Henry! Tell him to send them, David would like to answer them as well (I don't let him read yours; I guess that's what you want?). Ah! He said that he's aware of the operas and all, but he still wants the tears he shed while watching Les Miserable to remain in secret.
April 19th sounds great! We're thinking about visiting you on the 30th (this month), hope it's ok. You should come with Henry!
Waiting to hearing from you,
Snow.
PS.: A small package was delivered here at the castle today, and had your name on it. We don't know who it's from. I have my suspicions, but you should see for yourself. I'm sending it with the letter.
Storybrooke, April 21st, 2013.
Dear Snow,
I didn't know how much I missed you until I saw you. Now that you left it's been even worse. The house is empty again. I hope Henry is enjoying the castle and everything.
You asked me to tell you how I was feeling and I couldn't explain myself. Not because I didn't want to, I just didn't know how. Now that I'm alone I can think clearer and it's not good.
Of course the package took me by surprise, not even the best fortune-teller would've expected that. But you were right, as always. How can you be as old as I am and know so much?
I am not ok. I haven't been for a while now. Maybe I didn't want to think about it because I'd have to think about the reasons. And it's rather simple, actually.
I did tell Hook to leave, I told him I didn't want him near me or my family, I said horrible things, and honestly? I was just terrified. I know I sound like a 17 year old, but I'm not used to this. You don't know everything that happened, and I don't think you have to. I'm not sure I regret saying all that, but I certainly didn't want him to leave (sadly, I only realized that when he did). Seeing him leaving, what?, broke my heart? Maybe. But I guess I would have done just the same if I were in his place.
Ok, this is way too sentimental already (see what this writing is doing to me?).
Love,
Emma.
Storybrooke, May 3rd, 2013.
Snow,
I'm worried. I didn't get your reply. Doesn't the messenger deliver letters every week?
Where are you?
The Queen's Castle, May 11th, 2013.
Emma,
What reply? The last letter I got from you is from March 18th and I replied to that. Did you send me another one recently? I didn't receive anything. I'll check with the messenger.
Love,
Snow.
Storybrooke, May 20th, 2013.
Dear Mary Margaret,
Never mind. There wasn't anything important in it, just a few things about being home alone and questions about Henry. It probably got lost.
Henry mentioned something about spending summer with you and David, what do you think?
Yours,
Emma.