About: In which a 300 year-old fairy tale character pirate knows all the answers.
A/N: Just a snippet because I made a joke and Carley encouraged me to write the thing, and it ended up in a very fluffy place I wasn’t expecting. What can I say, I have a lot of feelings after this weekend and needed to get them out so I can return to the fic I’m currently writing. I’m tired and I did this pretty fast so there’s a good chance there are errors. I apologize for those, if they are there.
The first time he does it, she thinks it’s luck. After all, it’s a question
about Peter Pan and if anyone,
Captain Hook (despite all the inconsistencies in the stories) should be able to
get a question about that right.
“When in the Darlings’ nursery, Peter Pan attempts to use this to
re-attach his shadow,” Alex Trebek says on the television.
“Soap,” Hook responds immediately. Emma raises an eyebrow at him, even
as she hears the echoed answer in the form of a question on the television
They’re scrubbing dishes after dinner while David and Mary Margaret
occupy themselves with Neal and Henry.
“You have to answer in the form of a question,” Emma replies with a
“Well, that’s bloody stupid,” is his only response. They finish washing
the dishes as the episode draws to a close and she forgets about it for a