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[the_fairest]

OOM: This is something she really can't handle before coffee.

"--is no way there is a bar in the backyard, Emma. Are you sure you haven't been spending too much time with Hen--"

The voice had drifted closer and closer until a young woman, with short black hair, appeared in the doorway, looking from over her shoulder to the wide expanse of the room in front of her.

"Emma," Mary Margaret hissed. A completely failed stage whisper. "There's a bar in my backyard."



[Two pups, two muns. One semi-new, one brand new.
Tiny Tags: Emma Swan, Mary Margaret Blanchard]

Sadly, we must call slows for sleep after this last round of tags. We might be back for an hour tomorrow night, but definitely on Wednesday night to pick right up where we left off. Thank you, one and all, for your very Once Upon A Warm Welcome. This night has been full of magic and delight.

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[notinthebook]

"Speaking of, we should probably take advantage of that," Emma says, nodding towards the bar. "Come on, Mary Margaret. Let's get that hot chocolate, huh?"

[the_fairest]

Mary Margaret looked up a little surprised, but then smiled. Small, and thin, but true. "Right." Then she glanced back at Artemis, as she moved toward Emma's side. "I was nice to meet you."

[thenewblack]

"Have fun."