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Wendy Darling
 Posted: Nov 5 2016, 01:38 PM
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She'd just about finished her tea at Granny's when she'd gotten the idea. Surely, Bae would be hungry around this time, right? Wendy had smiled into her teacup. The only thing to do was to bring him a nice, fresh hot lunch. So after paying for her own tea, Wendy had kindly asked the waitress to bring her a to-go order of a burger and french fries. While she herself wasn't entirely partial to such greasy foods, she knew that Bae enjoyed them and she supposed that every once in a while (at least, she hoped every once in a while. Eating too much of that kind of food was no good!) wasn't such a bad thing. Besides, she rather felt like spoiling him today. After patiently waiting for the waitress to bring her Bae's order, Wendy paid her and went about her way.

Little brown paper bag in her hold, Wendy walked down Main Street rather looking forward to visiting Bae at work. A bemused smile came to her lips; it was such a same age little sister thing to do, wasn't it? Perhaps she could make a habit of it! Come to think of it, she hadn't done so before, had she? How queer. Wasn't it normal for siblings to often do that sort of thing, especially in such a small town? Perhaps the reason she hadn't thought to do so before now was because she wanted to give the man his space. And while she still did think that Bae needed time to himself as was every person's right, the thought that she ought to visit him today wouldn't shake from her head. Hm, maybe making a habit of it wasn't such a brilliant idea after all. She could always visit him after his work was done.

She spotted the mechanic's shop just down the street and smiled...only to give pause. Examining her choice of wardrobe today, the Darling girl hummed thoughtfully. Perhaps she ought to...? No, no. By the time she went home and changed, his food would be cold! Besides, it wasn't like she had many other mechanic-safe options. Despite them being a trend nowadays, Wendy couldn't bring herself to wear jeans. Back in her day, a woman dared not wear trousers, never mind slimming ones! So her entire wardrobe was skirts and blouses. Oh, and her hair bows, of course! Today, she had a nice matching pale pink one in her hair, which she had stylistically swept over her shoulder in a side ponytail. Not her normal hairstyle, but she was always willing to try something new. Including learning about what it was Bae did for work!

Smiling, she stepped in front of the garage as her eyes searched for...oh! There he was! Was it strange that Wendy could recognize her brother by the shoes he wore? As his torso was currently rolled under a car on a cart, she didn't have much else to go by, but she knew it was Bae nonetheless. Careful not to step on any tools or anything, Wendy made her way inside. Then, whilst minding her skirt, she bent down a little bit so that he could hear her over the noise. Oh, but she didn't want to startle him! So she cleared her throat before saying, "Ello, Bae. I hope you don't mind, but I brought you some lunch!" Hopefully he wouldn't mind. She didn't want to be intrusive or anything!



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 Posted: Nov 5 2016, 10:07 PM
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Neal had been working for a few hours today, and, knowing that Rikku was not coming in until later, Neal pretty much was doing everything by himself. Until she showed up, to take over the shift. He didn't mind doing an earlier shift, since he had been better at working by himself most of the time anyway. Not that he didn't prefer other people being around, but, he did like the quiet alot of the time.

Neal hoped that he would definitely pay Wendy and her brothers a visit when he got finished up here. It's what siblings did for each other, or at least he knew. Neal had been slacking on being in their lives as a brother, or at all. And, he hoped to make up for it. He knew that physically he was older then Wendy, but, there had been a time when they had been the same age, and, he had enjoyed that.

He knew he should get lunch, or picked something up for lunch from Granny's before he'd started. Neal couldn't leave the auto shop unsupervised right now. There weren't alot of cars in the shop today, but, while they were here he needed to do his thing on them, and, do his job.

He'd gone longer without food, so, he definitely could wait until after he'd finished for the day in order to pick something up from Granny's. Besides, he wasn't really dressed for Granny's at the moment, he had the jumpsuit on that he needed to wear as part of the uniform. Of course he was wearing normal clothes underneath, but, still it wasn't really the best attire to show up in a public diner.

Looking around, Neal saw his next job, and, he grabbed the wheelie-rest and slid himself underneath the car that he had jacked up. Looking underneath the car was the best way to figure out what was wrong with them, aside from going under the hood. But, this was where to start. Tighten stuff up underneath.

He was finishing tightening something with a wrench, when he heard an all too familiar voice standing beside the car. Neal smiled softly before sliding out from under the car, and, smiling up at her. "Hey Wendy. Thanks, you must be a mind-reader I was just thinking about how I forgot lunch."


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 Posted: Nov 10 2016, 05:30 PM
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As she had made her way over to Bae, Wendy had taken in some of the sights of a mechanic's shop, since the girl couldn't claim to have been inside one before. There were the normal items one would expect: overflowing tool boxes, gloves, the cars themselves...a rather mundane display for a town so full of vibrancy and strange characters. But she supposed even the magically inclined could make do with a car or two. The idea of a car wasn't something entirely lost to Wendy; the concept had been starting to really come into its design during her own time back in London, even if people still used horses and carriages. How they worked, though? Now that was something the girl didn't think she'd ever understand. So many mechanics and engineering involved. It only made her more impressed and proud of Bae to know that he could not only understand such technologies, but fix them too!

She giggled a little as he literally slid out from under the car to greet her. It was just a silly display, no matter what. There was that, and his jumpsuit. Wendy could figure the usefulness of such an article of clothing, but that didn't make it any less amusing to see her brother in. In regards to his statement, however, she smiled brightly at him and shook her head. "Oh, no nothing of the sort. I'm just a sister doing her job," she answered with a small wink. Fretting for her brothers was part of the job description. She hadn't known when John and Michael would be home today, so she'd actually cooked them up a little something back home and left it on the stove. It was just what she did. She enjoyed taking care of people.

Wendy took a couple of steps backwards, allowing Bae room to slid fully out from underneath the car. She would have honestly offered her hand to him to help him up but didn't for two reasons: one, she couldn't pull him up, as she was a dainty thing and two, his hands were surely covered in grease and Wendy would wind up making him slip rather than actually aiding him. Maybe she should have rethought her order for him...he certainly had enough grease to combat with here at work...Shaking her head more to herself than to anyone, Wendy followed Bae as he made his way over to the sink to clean his hands.

In the meantime, she unrolled the brown paper bag and started to pull out his lunch for him, starting by handing him his hamburger. "I asked them to put the works on it for you," she said with a smile, "hopefully there isn't anything you don't like." That was her apology in advance. She wasn't a specialist when it came to hamburgers, so she wouldn't really know what 'the works' consisted of. But Bae would eat pretty much anything, so she wasn't too worried. After which, Wendy stole one of his french fries and nibbled on it. After swallowing - of course, she was never one to speak with her mouth full - she then asked, "Is it only you in the shop today?" How strange. Wasn't there normally more than one mechanic?



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The mechanic's shop was full of things that most people in this town would know about due to the whole curse thing. But, Neal was one of those people that had to learn them for himself. And, he knew that the newcomers to this town wouldn't have a clue either. He knew that while he'd been living with the Darlings, they had only just begun plans for the car. And, suddenly he was thrust into a world where they were everywhere. Neal knew that the way he had spent most of his life, he had needed to know how to fix these things himself, because he couldn't afford to have anyone do it. And, with the yellow bug, there were other reasons. It had been hard, but, eventually it had all fallen into place, and, he'd learnt his own tricks.

Sliding out of the car, Neal smiled softly up at Wendy from the roller tray. He could see her giggling, and, it made him happy to see her like that. Neal continued to sit there as he looked at Wendy. “Well, either way I appreciate it.” Neal said, with a smile at her. It was true, before this town he hadn't even had people visit him at work, let alone bring him food. Neal had to admit, it was nice to have people fretting over him. Something he missed a lot in his life.

Watching Wendy step backwards, Neal came completely out from under the car and smiled as he stood up. Neal knew that Wendy would've helped him up, if she actually could've managed to. Neal did like the grease from the food that Granny's had to offer, a lot better then the grease that came from work. But, he was going to wash his hands before he touched the food that Wendy had brought to him.

Finishing washing his hands, Neal walked back over to Wendy who had the hamburger ready for him. “Sounds good.” Neal said, smiling softly at Wendy. “Well, unless the burger doesn't have mayo, then it'll be fine.” Neal knew that Wendy had no idea about his dislike for mayo, because despite being family, they didn't know anything about each other anymore. Neal chuckled as Wendy took one of his fries, and, he took one for himself as well. “For now yeah. But, the other mechanics will be showing up later. One of them had a family thing on for their twins. And, the other is due for the shift when mine finishes.” Neal knew this was a small town, so there wasn't really a need for multiple mechanics at one time.


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Wendy Darling
 Posted: Nov 18 2016, 07:38 PM
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A small giggle escaped the girl at Bae's remark about the mayo. "Oh, I completely agree. No mayo for me," she said bemusedly. The taste had never really appealed to her, either. She also didn't like mustard and ketchup was barely tolerable except with the likes of french fries and other finger foods. The only condiments the girl immediately grabbed for were the ones that came with her teas: milk, sugar, honey and mint just to name the more popular choices. And if she were indulging herself in a scone, she'd admit to reaching for the cream. Other than that, she tried to eat very healthily. Things like salads and vegetables, although there were few within the green family she even liked. If she had to be completely honest, Wendy was quite the picky eater! Which was only ironic, since she tended to have a small stomach and eat like a bird. Even if were something small, Wendy was glad to have found out about his disliking for mayo. It was something new she hadn't known before, but now did. Something small she'd keep with her for next time, when she'd switch things up for lunch or maybe cook for him again.

The girl nodded as he explained why he was the only one in. She supposed it made sense. Storybrooke was a small enough town where people didn't technically need cars, so she imagined there were very few to actually fix. Or if there were, they were most likely small things, like keeping maintenance on them. She wasn't exactly sure what that consisted of (automobiles had never been something she'd took expressed interest in) but figured that like all machines, they needed to be well oiled in one way or another. "Oh, that sounds like fun!" she replied with a smile as he said one of his co-workers had a family function to go to. "And that's good. You need your rest too, Bae," she gently reminded him. Maybe she was mother-henning a bit now, but she couldn't help it! She always felt it her responsibility to keep an eye on her brothers.

Nibbling on another french fry, Wendy looked at the car he had been working on when she'd come in. From the outside, it didn't seem as though there was something wrong with it, yet here it was. Maybe something on the inside? Not that she'd have any educated guess as to what that might be. She was curious, though, so after looking back at Bae with a smile, she asked, "So...what are you fixing on that car? Something with its engine?" A very vague question, probably, as she assumed a car engine was a very complex thing. But again, she wouldn't even know where to start.



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Neal smiled softly as he looked at Wendy. “Hey, maybe we are related.” Neal said, chuckling softly. It had just been a taste that he'd never really liked, it was white and gluggy, and, that wasn't something that he found appetising at all. Mustard and ketchup were definitely ones he liked better, but, not on everything, just one or two specific food items. Neal preferred the condiments that went in cocoa and tea, sugar, milk, honey and cinnamon, something that he had in common with Emma and Henry. It wasn't that he had a preference for eating healthy persay, he just knew what he liked, and, what he didn't like. He definitely wasn't a picky eater, he could eat almost anything. Neal was glad that Wendy now knew about something he disliked in the way of food. Hopefully she would remember that for next time, and, he also knew that she didn't like it either. Now he could keep that in mind when he helped make her lunch.

He did explain to Wendy why he was the only one in the shop at this point of the day. There weren't enough cars in this town to truly have people needing cars on a constant basis, it was a pretty small town actually. Most of the jobs were just like checks to make sure they were in the right shape to keep driving. The techs behind it, was actually a lot more complicated then anyone would think. Since there were certain parts, that needed more focus then others. “Yeah it does.” Neal said, smiling softly at Wendy. He did admire that his co-worker was a family man like he was, and, would give up work for his son. “I know I do. And, I'll be getting it, as soon as she gets here to take over.” Neal knew that Wendy was treating him a bit like a mother, but, it was just how he'd always been. The whole big sister thing had just been what she'd always done.

Taking a bite of one of the fries that Wendy had brought him, before focusing back on the car for a moment. It didn't really have a lot wrong with it, physically anyway, but, there were some mechanical stuff that had to be fixed on it. He didn't expect Wendy to know this of course, since she knew nothing about this kind of thing. Neal leant against the wall, before returning Wendy's smile. At her question he dusted the grease off of his fingers, before looking at her. “Well, sort of. The fanbelt and the sparkplug need to be fixed on it.” Neal said, before taking a small sip of the drink.

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Wendy was quite picky with her food, all things considered, so she understood perfectly how Bae disliked something akin to mayonnaise. She knew she really ought not to be picky and that she ought to be grateful for whatever food was placed onto her plate, but the girl couldn't help what she did and didn't like. It was silly to think of such a thing though now, inside of a mechanic's garage, so Wendy simply chose to focus on Bae's rather playful remark. She mirrored his chuckle before gently and playfully nudging his arm. "We are related, silly! Maybe not by blood, but..." She frowned sort of thoughtfully at this. Right, Bae had once told her once upon a time ago that being related by anything less than blood was unsuitable. "...well, by heart! That's something, right?" She sure hoped so. Otherwise Bae couldn't be considered her brother at all and that was something so tragically sad. She didn't even want to admit it to herself. Oh! But Bae had come quite a ways from where he'd been all those years ago. Wendy had, too. So surely there was more to say about their bond since they've come back together after all this time!

The girl couldn't help being a big sister to everyone she met. Some even called it maternal, but Wendy didn't think herself a mother. That was a whole other skill set that she didn't have. Mary Darling was a lot to live up to and a rather large shadow to be in the presence of, but Wendy would like to think that she was starting to fill in those shoes that her mother had left behind. She wasn't quite motherly in her mind. Not yet. Big sisterly? Most definitely. But then again, she also supposed that people could argue that those were rather the same thing. So if she was fretting over him about not getting enough rest, it really shouldn't have come as a surprise to anyone. It was just how she'd always been and her concern and love for those she held dear was a strength of hers. "Good, I'm glad. You work so hard, I sometimes fear you might work yourself sick," she admitted. That would be terrible!

Bae was a saint, to even attempt to explain to her precisely what was wrong with the car's engine. He then spat out words she didn't know the meanings of as he told her something called a "spark plug" was probably the culprit. It sounded literal enough, but that was what confused her. How could a machine plug a spark? And how does a fan wear a belt without blowing it or tearing it? The girl tilted her head rather owlishly at her brother until she got an idea. "Could you show me?" she asked curiously, a smile on her lips. "I mean, what the spark plug and fan belt look like?" Maybe then she'd get a better idea as to what was wrong with the poor car. Thankfully, this was Bae's job and not hers!


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Neal normally wasn't really picky when it came to food, but, mayo was definitely one thing he disliked. And, he couldn't even truly remember why he disliked it, he just didn't. Maybe the reason he wasn't picky with food, was because of how long he'd gone without having a lot of it. And, when he did, it was taken from his plate if he didn't eat it fast enough. Neal didn't want to think about that anymore though, especially while he was at work in a mechanic's garage. It's normally not somewhere where it mixed. “Yeah, you're right. Which is something I'm really grateful for.” Neal said, with a small smile at Wendy. “That it is definitely something. Sometimes it can be the best way as well.” Neal definitely saw the Darlings as family. They had been there for him more then his actual blood family had for most of his life. So, it wouldn't be fair to not call them family. Neal had come a long way since he'd been living with them though. And, he knew that Wendy had as well.

Despite everything Wendy had still been the only sister he'd ever had. And, still was. Neal had missed her so much, and, her caring touch for all those years when he was alone in the foster system and out there in that world. She did kind of remind him of a mother, because that was something he hadn't had since he was 5 years old. But, she was definitely his sister in every sense of the word. And, he did appreciate that she was caring about him as much as she obviously did. “Well, I guess it's just a habit. But, I promise I will ease up.”

Neal knew that Wendy may not understand what he was saying as he explained what he was doing, but, he was trying to help her understand what he actually did for work here. Even if some of the words were foreign to her. If he wasn't sure, that look that she gave him explained that she definitely didn't follow it. “Of course I can.” Neal said, smiling softly at her. “Sure. Hold on.” Neal then picked up Wendy gently as he placed her onto a ladder, allowing her to see inside the engine.

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Wendy smiled at him. "It's something I'm grateful for, too," she replied kindly and earnestly. She didn't exactly make it some solid secret that she was thankful to have Bae as her brother. She told the man as much at almost every opportunity given to her and was always sure to act upon her love and devotion to her family by being with him and near him should he need her. She was careful to never be invasive, of course, but she always wanted her family to know that she was near if she needed them. Simple as that! Family was everything to Wendy and it was really the thing she considered most precious in the world. And because she considered family the most precious thing in this world - or any world or realm, for that matter - she was always conscious of others as well. So when Bae said that being related by the heart was sometimes the best way to be, Wendy was able to read in between the lines. She agreed, of course. Being connected by hearts was a wonderful thing, but she knew that Bae was still working things out with Mr. Gold. She wanted to ask how things were going, but that would have of course been invasive and Wendy had already promised not to be so. She may be his sister, but that was his father and his business.

Offering a small giggle, Wendy answered his promise with, "All right, you promised!" The girl knew Bae had always worked hard and that he was good at keeping busy, but she really did worry that he sometimes didn't take the breaks he obviously needed. It would be terrible if his health decreased because of simply working too hard or because of stress. Maybe the girl could make him a nice hearty soup so he could relax? Sounded like a plan; she put that idea on her mind's back burner. There wasn't much Wendy could do compared to the likes of Ms. Regina, Emma and Mr. Gold, but she'd always offer to help in any way she could. She owed them all so much - liked them all so much as extended parts of her own family. Even if the feeling wasn't mutual.

When he picked her up, Wendy released a small little gasp of surprise before it turned into a fit of giggles. "Bae!" she playfully chided but didn't meant it at all. She always loved seeing his playful side. The fact that he'd grown all up only made picking her up easier for him. He was so strong, he could probably pick her up with one arm if he wanted to! Being delicately placed on a ladder, Wendy leaned over a little to see only to have her brow scrunch confusedly. "That's...a lot of parts," she observed, none too intelligently. "And you know what each one does? You're amazing, Bae!" she complimented truthfully with a smile.



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“I'm glad. I would hate to know that you weren't grateful after you took me in. Or regretted it.” Neal joked as he sat there with Wendy. He knew that she loved him, and, that she didn't regret taking in that orphan off of the streets, giving him a family. She was the kind of person that he felt would always be there for him, when-ever he needed it, and, he would offer the same thing to her and her brothers in return. The four of them were family, and, always would be. For someone like Neal, who hadn't had one for a large chunk of his life, family was the most important thing in the world. In any realm, it was all one ever had. Neal meant it when he said being related by heart was sometimes just as good, if not more so. Because the ones he was related to by blood, aside from Henry, hadn't been the most ideal for him, and, they hadn't been there. He was slowly working on things with both of his parents, even if things were easier with his father then they were with his mother. Neal wanted to tell Wendy about his mother being back, but, he wasn't sure how she would react to it.

Neal smirked softly as he heard Wendy's comment, “And, you know that I always keep my promises.” Neal said, with a small smile. Alot of the time he worked hard in order to distract himself from other things in his life, and, from the pain that came with all of it. But, Wendy was right, he shouldn't work so hard. Besides if he did it to get rid of all the pain, he would've worked himself to death years ago. The last real lot of constant, non stop hard work had been the workhouses, when he'd been forced to work from dawn til dusk, and, even sometimes into the night. That had nearly killed him, because they never really fed them in between, and, he was always the kind of person to take some of the workload off the younger and smaller kids in the house. He made a promise to himself, to never do that to himself again. He knew that any of the people here that cared about him would stop him before it got to that stage anyway. No matter how much protesting he did.

Picking up Wendy to allow her to see everything better, he couldn't help, but, chuckle at them. “Well, you can't see it from down there” Neal said, with a small and innocent smile. He was a lot bigger then her now, which made it easier for him to pick her up like that. Not that it would've stopped him if it had been years ago, and, they were the same size again. Neal placed her gently on the ladder, and, smiled as she leaned closer towards the car's engine. “You're right it is a lot of parts.” Neal said, looking at her. “Pretty much. They didn't just hire me because I'm pretty. But, I'm sure that didn't hurt. But, thank you.”

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Had he really thought the Darlings would have regretted taking him in? Oh, Bae. Silly, silly Bae. The girl shook her head, a small worried frown on her lips. "Of course not," she said to him, looking to him in earnest. "Bae, if there is one thing in my life I don't regret, it's meeting you. I mean that." She wrapped her arms around him for a moment, holding him. It didn't matter to her whether or not he was a grease monkey or whatever else. Hers were just clothes, ones she would gladly replace for a chance to hug her brother. She just wanted him to know how much she loved him and that she meant every word she spoke; that they weren't empty promises or false hopes. He was her brother and there wasn't a day that went by where Wendy didn't thank God for the chance to bring them together. Bae had become an irreplaceable, necessary part of her life. She never wanted him to feel any differently. He was family. He was a Darling and she would always stand by him as much as she could and be there for him. And with a smile on her face, she knew he would say the same. Despite the time they had been a part, that hadn't changed. Pulling away from him, Wendy smiled brightly at him and said, "And what's more? I'm happy to be back here in Storybrooke with you, too." Bae had been the largest - no, the only deciding factor in Wendy's wanting to return. He'd always been at the forefront of her mind.

She giggled a little. "Yes, you always do. I know that." And she did know that. It was one of Bae's many strengths. He always fought for that which he promised, which made him stronger when he really needed to be. Wendy admired this - among others - greatly of her brother. She hummed fondly. "Remember when we were kids? John used to make us always pinky promise? It was so adorable." Of course, there was scarcely a difference between a spoken promise and a pinky promise (bother were promises unto themselves to be kept), but John had been insistent that one was better than the other. How her pinky used to ache from all the small "promises" he'd force her to make! The memory was a welcome one. Of course, now as a grown man, he didn't do such things but Wendy was always ready to teasingly remind him.

If anything were to measure just how much Bae had grown up, it was this moment of him picking her up like she was nothing. Granted, Bae had always been able to pick her up - even back then - but at least when they were kids, he didn't have the capability to practically do it one-handed. Yet, here Wendy was. Still in a child's body, light as a feather. In a way, it was odd to think about, but it'd always been what she'd known so she tried not to become too needlessly distracted by it. Steadying herself on the ladder he'd placed her on, Wendy tucked some stray hair behind her ear as she peered down into the mechanical mess below. Laughing a little at his joke, Wendy nudged him playfully. "Oh, I'm sure that's all that won them over," she quipped playfully and smiled mischievously at him. After her amusement settled, she looked back into the car and furrowed her brow. "So...that large contraption is the engine, right?" she asked, pointing to the part she believed was the engine. "And that would be..." she suddenly gasped a little. "They don't put the gas near the engine, do they?" she then asked, sounding quite concerned. That would be bad, wouldn't it? Very bad.



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Neal knew that he shouldn't be thinking that the Darlings had regretted taking him in, since a lot of other people seemed to have done just that. Neal smiled softly as Wendy reassured him that she didn't regret taking him in. “You know what I'm glad to hear that. Especially after the rest of my childhood.” Neal smiled larger as Wendy wrapped her arms around him, and, he happily wrapped his around her as well. Neal may be a grease monkey, but, he would happily cover her in grease if it meant he could hug his sister. Neal's life had been filled with empty promises and false hope, but, he knew with Wendy she meant every promise that she was saying to him. She wasn't one to ever say something she didn't mean. The truth was, in his childhood, while he'd stopped feeling like a Stiltskin the moment he went through that portal, but, no matter where he'd gone in his life after that night with the Shadow, he never stopped feeling like a Darling, and, calling himself one. Even if he became Neal Cassidy, out there, he would've called himself a Darling before calling himself a Stiltskin. Neal felt the same thing about the Darlings as they did about him. Feeling Wendy pulling away from him, Neal smiled softly at her when she looked at him. “I'm happy you're back here with me as well.” Neal was glad that they had decided to come back to this town, even if he would've been fine with them staying in London, it was their home.

He smiled softly at her, “I'm glad you know that.” Neal said. This was one of his biggest strength was his dedication to keep his promises whenever they were made. There'd only been about one promise he'd never kept in his life, but, that was one that he hadn't had a choice about. Neal chuckled softly as she mentioned about their childhood. “Yeah, I remember. It really was adorable. And, I was more then happy to do just that, if it meant you would be satisfied about promises.” Spoken promises meant the same to him as a pinky promise, but, he would definitely oblige about the idea of it, if it meant that they would believe the promise more so. That memory and all of the memories with the Darlings would always be welcomed. Even if he was a grown man now.

Neal knew that picking up Wendy was just going to emphasise just how much he had grown up. But, he didn't really care. He could pick her up even back then anyway, he just couldn't do it quite as easily then he was able to these days. Even with all of those years passed, Neal was the only one of the two of them who had aged, which he didn't really want to focus on, because it reminded him that he was never able to save her on that island. Neal didn't want to distract himself with that thought, and, instead held out his hands ready to catch Wendy in case she fell off of the ladder. Neal brushed some hair out of his face as he stood there by the car with Wendy, as she peeked inside of it. Neal chuckled as she gently nudged him in response to his fake ego joke. “I guess maybe it did.” Neal said, as he smiled at her. Neal chuckled for a moment before he turned back towards the car and the parts. With her question about the engine, Neal looked at her and nodded “Yeah that's it.” Neal said, as he smiled at her. Neal heard her panic about the gas, but, he chuckled gently and shook his head. “No of course they don't. The gas goes in the back of the car.” Neal said, before pointing to the tube she was talking about “That's where the oil goes.”


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Wendy Darling was a girl who didn't like to regret much. Regrets were nasty little things that were left unsettled and put large weights upon her shoulders. Life was too short to live (even though hers had been extended) to worry about that which could have been and "what if"s in life. She believed that everything happened for a reason, even the worse situations in life. So no, Wendy definitely did not regret ever meeting Baelfire and bringing him into her family. She didn't even regret meeting Peter Pan, despite everything he had done. Because there was a reason she had met him and there was a reason she had met Baelfire, too. And that was for the same reason he'd just said. Her brother hadn't a very pleasant childhood, hadn't much of a chance to be a child from what she'd understood. Meeting the Darlings and being within their family gave him a piece of that childhood back, or so she hoped. She didn't mean to speak on Baelfire's behalf or put words in his mouth, but that was the sense she got from him and she was so blessed to be a part of it.

She smiled warmly at him and nodded. "Well, it's the truth, and don't you go forgetting it!" she said lightly with a small chuckle. Though in all seriousness, he'd best not forget what he meant to her. Baelfire was as every bit her brother as John and Michael were, for sure. It didn't matter that they hadn't had much time to be siblings under the same roof. What had mattered was the bond they shared during that precious time and just how much it had endured. She was welcoming of his hug - of all his hugs! - and didn't think anything of it when they separated and she had a small few black smudges on her dress. Nothing a little laundry detergent couldn't fix.

It made her so happy to hear him say he was glad she and the boys had decided to come back to Storybrooke. Wendy had almost thought it'd be intrusive on the life he had with Emma and Henry, but Bae welcomed them warmly with open arms. To be able to share their lives was a precious gift, indeed. One Wendy never planned on returning. "London is nice," she admitted, "but it didn't feel like home anymore. Not without you there. Besides, after everything we went through together, you didn't really think I'd go away that easily, did you?" she joked sweetly. London was not Wendy's home. Home was where her family was - all of her family.

She chuckled fondly at the memories of little John. Of their youth in general, really. A lot of her past was kind of fuzzy, but those happy memories were always with her. She would have answered him, but then he drew her up and settled her onto the ladder, distracting her attention. Or rather, the mechanics of a car distracted her attention. Modern machinery fascinated her and now she had the opportunity to learn a little about it thru Bae. "The gas goes in the back of the car," he explained and Wendy's cheeks coloured a little at her mistake. "Oh...I suppose that makes sense," she said, chuckling. He then explained that those tubes were for oil. "And the oil keeps things running smoothly, right?" she asked. If it was anything like cooking oil, then it should right? "And is that what's wrong with this car? It needs new oil?"


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Neal didn't really have a lot of regrets in his life, only two real things that he'd regretted, but, he'd luckily been able to somewhat made up for them by being here for Emma and Henry now. Of course he wasn't going to focus too much on the what-if's, because those had always broken his heart in the past, and, made him feel more pain then he needed. Like his father said, everything happened for a reason. Even growing up alone. Neal was glad that Wendy didn't regret taking him in all those years ago. He didn't regret meeting the people that he did, not even the ones that hadn't exactly been good to him. Those were the ones that made him stronger then anything else. Neal may not have had the happiest child, or the chance to truly be a kid, but, certain people had given him a strength that he hadn't remembered existed. And living with the Darlings, at least he'd been able to feel somewhat like a kid again, for even a short amount of time.

“I don't think you'd ever let me forget that. Even if I wanted to.” Neal said, with a small chuckle. He would never forget that he was as much a part of the Darling family now, as he had been all those years ago. They hadn't had nearly as much time to be a family under the same roof, but, in all that time, when he was in the homes, or thinking about family. It had rarely been his father he'd remembered that home with. It had been the Darlings. They had given him the feeling of a family back, and, it had stayed inside him for every day of his life. Neal couldn't help, but, hug Wendy. He had missed so many of her hugs, and, he'd missed the feel of them. He gave a small innocent smile as he pulled away and there was smudges on her dress.

Neal meant it when he said he was glad that the Darlings had decided to stay, because he didn't feel ready to be permanently seperated from them again. He may have Emma and Henry now, but, they had been his family too, and, always would be. Now they were back together again, and, he was going to make sure that they stayed that way. “It's ok I know that feeling. Being back in the Enchanted Forest when we all went was nice, but, it stopped being my home a long time ago. Well I was hoping you wouldn't. I couldn't have senseless and let's face it, pretty much pointless arguments with a sister who wasn't here now could I?” Neal joked. He knew that the Forest had once been his home, but, that had stopped the moment he entered this world and made his new family.

He remembered when he'd been older then John and Michael, and, the memories of all of them living as a family. Those were some of the memories he truly wanted to hold onto in his life. No matter how many bad ones he wanted to be rid of, even for a few hours. Neal changed the topic of focus when he lifted Wendy up onto the ladder to show her what was in the car. Neal knew that Wendy didn't know much about this stuff, but, he was happy to teach her if she wanted to learn. “I hope it does. It's been that way for a while.” Neal said, with a small chuckle. He gestured to the tubes and pointed out that they're for oil. “That it does. You can have gas in your car, but, if you don't have both oil and water in your car, then it isn't going to work.” Neal smiled at Wendy when she asked him that question. “Well, no. It needs a starter motor fixed, and, just the regular service.”


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It was sort of crazy to think - even if she had always believed in magic and had seen it first hand - that two people from two completely different worlds could be a family. Here she was, a Victorian girl from a land without magic and Bae, a boy who had travelled through a portal from a place with magic abound, together. Wendy could very well understand why most people in this realm did not believe in magic. It was mind-boggling, to say the least. Still, for the all the bad it had done, Wendy was still grateful for it. After all, without magic, she would have never met Bae and they would have never been a family. Nowadays, Wendy couldn't imagine her life without Baelfire. It hadn't taken him long to feel as if he'd been a Darling for ages. She was incredibly blessed and very happy to have him by her side again. Selfishly - or perhaps not so selfishly, who was to say? - her main reason for coming back to Storybrooke had been Baelfire. And she knew that ultimately, John and Michael's reasonings for agreeing with her had been Baelfire, too. After so long of being separated, it just didn't feel right to go back to London and stay there. Home was where one's family was, after all. Without Baelfire, London hadn't been like a home at all.

She smiled when he talked about the Enchanted Forest, though. It must have been a mystical place. So many people in town came from there, right? Wendy wanted to see it. She knew that was perhaps just asking for more trouble, but she couldn't help but be curious of the place her brother came from. Maybe there'd come a day where she could travel and visit there without threat. Wouldn't that be nice? She could certainly dream of such a thing, but for now, she was quite content in Storybrooke. "I've heard a lot about it from all sorts of people," Wendy said curiously. "What was it like? The Enchanted Forest, I mean." He didn't have to talk about it if he didn't want to, but she wanted to ask. She wanted to hear about it from Bae, especially. Hearing him say that if she weren't here, they couldn't have senseless arguments, Wendy gasped, mock appalled, and lightly smacked his shoulder. "Hey!" she replied, equally playfully.

Funny to think how the roles had switched. Wendy remembered when she'd been the one teaching Bae all about her world in Victorian London. Now, the tables had turned and it was Bae's turn to teach Wendy all about cars and things. She was glad to have his tutelage in the subjects. Bae was so smart! It did feel a little odd, not knowing these things. Like she ought to be embarrassed. In a way, she supposed she was, but she knew she couldn't help what she didn't know. Her time hadn't technology like this and Neverland of course hadn't had machine technology at all. Her schooling was helping to explain some things, but it was nice to have Bae here to fill in the gaps. "But I thought water and oil didn't mix," she said, blinking and (adorably) quite confused. "The car can make them work together?" she asked curiously. Because, that would be amazing if it could!

Wendy had no idea what a starter motor was, but she assumed it had something to do with actually turning on the car. Overlooking the engine from her perched position on the ladder, she wouldn't be able to guess which part it was, either. "Do you need me to hold a flashlight for you?" she then asked. "It's awfully hard to see all the parts in there.' She squinted, the engine was quite dark. Besides, she wanted to help Bae in any way she could.



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