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Killian’s POV
“Bloody Hell! What is that?!” I yelled gesturing to the big white cloud coming towards us. The Crocodile turned. “Another curse.” He whispered clinging onto Belle. I turn to look for Swan seeing her walk towards me. “Killian. What is this.” “The Crocodile says it’s a curse.” “Just when I thought we were done with curses!” Regina says annoyed. “Who wants to curse us this time?” Snow asks. “Doesn’t look like we have time for anymore questions!” David shouts as everyone braces holding onto their loved ones as the curse swept through.
Robin’s POV
My eyes flutter open as I looked around the room. Room? I ask myself as my memories come flooding in. Where am I? Where is everyone else? Why do I have my memories? I stand up from the bed I was sitting on and open the door. The lead to a hallway and had stairs that lead downstairs. “Robin?” I spin around expecting to see one of my friends. But instead see a middle age woman with long brown hair. “Your not planning on going to your first day of school like that are you?” She asked. School? I looked at my clothes instead of seeing my every day clothing. I see I’m in navy blue pajamas. “No of course not.” I said playing along. “Do you know where David is?” “David’s at his house. Why?” “Uh just wondering.” She raised her eyebrow but didn’t say anything. “Go get dressed and then you can eat some pancakes.” I nod and run back upstairs Well that’s good at least David’s here. What about everyone else though. I look in the closet and grab a dark green shirt and jeans. I sigh and walk into the bathroom and look in the mirror to see a teenager staring at me. Wait a minute that’s me! That’s why the lady was talking about school I look around 17. This is definitely a weird curse.
Emma’s POV
I look at my surroundings. My eyes widened as I looked at the mirror across the room on top of a dresser. I’m a.. teenager? What kind of curse is this? I look in the closet and throw some clothes on. Everything’s surprisingly my style. I open the door expecting to see someone I know. I instead see a little girl with bleach blonde hair. “Emma we made pancakes!” She squealed. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the girls enthusiasm. “Ok I guess I’ll join you.” I say playing along. The kitchen had a mahogany table with black benches. I sat down on a bench not knowing what to expect. “Maria has been excited to give theses to you all morning.” Said a blonde haired woman who must be the little girl’s mom. “Here you go!” Maria hands me the pancakes. I look at them for a minute before deciding to eat them. I didn’t realize how hungry I was until I took the first bite. “Go brush your teeth and I’ll take you to school.” The woman says I nod and go the bathroom and brush them. I look at myself in the mirror before walking out to the car.