But Charming’s got Cora on the brain. He’s got the dwarves out looking for her and he thinks that he and Snow need to get out there and look for her too. They get ready to head out the door and find Regina preparing to knock.
Regina launches right into her “I didn’t kill Archie” story, but Snow stops her and says they know she didn’t kill him. He’s not dead and she was framed. What, what ,what??!? Who would do such a thing? Your mom, duh.
Regina does a convincing job at acting surprised that mom is in town and Snow apologizes to her for jumping to the wrong conclusion. Well, if Cora’s in town then they’re all in danger, Regina points out. She has to see Henry; she can protect him.
No worries….he’s safe and sound and out of town.
I don’t recall signing a permission slip for this little field trip
Uh…..you don’t get to anymore – remember?
Uh oh. Regina is not happy about this little development at all. I’m guessing someone’s gonna pay for that. But who?
No time to ponder because Charming and Snow need to go look for Cora. But how will they find her? Charming’s got an idea of who they can ask where she might be…
Hook pouts that no one has even asked him about his recovery, so Snow asks how he is feeling. He can’t let that one pass by him and suggests she come a little closer so she can feel for herself! Hook needs to get laid. But it ain’t gonna be on Charming’s watch! He will fuck a pirate up, yo!
I can tell how scared he is, can’t you?
Hook take them aboard his ship (with Grumpy in tow as well), but he tells them there’s no way Cora is going to be there. At this moment Grumpy is much more interested in whether or not Hook can use the ship to sail them home. Long story short? Need a portal for that one, even with being made out of magic wood and all. I’m shocked that he didn’t invite Snow to run her hands over that magic wood. Self restraint!
Just Hook said, Cora is not around. But she has left a few of her things behind.
Including a sleeping, shrunken, caged giant
Flashback to GiantLand. Our little giant is big once more and late for dinner. He’s also called Tiny by his brothers. Good thing there are no lady giants around to hear that one; poor guy will never get a date! Blabbity blah blah, it’s the time of the bean harvest and Anton, aka Tiny, seems to be the only giant at the table unimpressed by this news. I guess someone wants adventure in the great big somewhere. Or something like that.
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