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who: Victor Frankenstein + You?
what: catch-all for March
when: various places
where: March
warnings: I have no idea, but it's Victor, so it might get creepy/morbid/idek

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Lucy? What-- [he's surprised by her clinging. He sets the gift aside carefully, putting an arm around her]

What's wrong?

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[Lucy just holds Victor all the more tighter, afraid he was going to disappear too.]

Emma's gone! She's gone, Victor, and she's not here!

[She's crying harder now, tears coming down her face and starting to sob again.]

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[oh. Oohhhh, now he gets it. He holds her a little tighter]

Cry it out, Lucy. I've got you.

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[ Lucy does cry it out, holding onto Victor and moving her arms up to his shoulders to hold him tightly there. Her face on his shoulder, continuing to cry for several long minutes until she slowly stops. Lucy is tired, but she’s not letting go of Victor. ]

...I don’t want to live in group housing. Or in foster care.

[ Making it known now, because she will try to run away because those places are awful. ]

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[it makes sense. He saw what the foster system did to Emma, and he can't let that happen to Lucy]

I don't have a lot of space right now, but I'm looking for a house. I'll make sure the one I get has a second bedroom.

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...you’d let me live with you?

[ She pulls away from him to look at him with tear stained cheeks and a runny nose. ]

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I know I'm not family, but... I know your family. And Jefferson will watch out for you, too.

Ah... This may be bad timing, but I made you something. [he offers the gift. He's second guessing it now, since it's an album of portraits of her family members, but too late now]

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You are family to me, Victor. [ She says that with so much sincerity. Victor knew her family, but he’s been her friend, her teacher and a family figure to her. He is her family at this point,same with Jefferson.

Lucy slowly takes the gift from him, opening it to see portraits of her family members...and she’s trying not to cry again. ]

You’re really talented a-and they’re great.

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[he included all of them. Regina as he first met her in her teenage years, Rumplestiltskin as the Dark One, and them in Storybrooke. He has younger Henry standing with both of his moms, Mary Margaret and David with baby Neal, Gold and Belle, and adult Neal with Emma. He had to get someone else to paint in the colors]

I know how much you miss them. I thought seeing them would help. Sorry if it upsets you.

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[ There's a nod of her head. She needed to tell him about how Henry had aged. What her mother looked like. What Regina looked like now—and Hook. Hook should have a portrait too. ]

No, it doesn’t upset me...I just..

Emma didn’t say goodbye. I didn’t think she’d leave.

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I'm not sure she had much of a choice, Lucy. The way people come and go between worlds can be very sudden.

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But she’s the Savior! She...she would’ve had more power than to simply be taken and not say goodbye.

[ She’s trying hard not to cry again. ]

And that means you could leave too!

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I know. I'm trying to practice my optimism, though. Maybe you can practice it with me. Just... try to think about the two of us staying here for a long time.

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[ There’s a slow nod of her head before she goes back to hugging him. They would have to get her things but she just wants to hug him and try to have optimism about this whole thing. ]

Please don’t leave, Victor.

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Believe me, Lucy, I don't want to. I don't want to lose the people I've grown to care for.

[her, of course, but also James. There is no James in Storybrooke, so going back is not acceptable]

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[ That makes her hold him even tighter. ]

I don’t want to either. I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go back to Hyperion Heights. I want to stay with you.

[ So, please please don’t ever leave.

She wants her family to be here, but until they come here, she wanted to stay with Victor. ]

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I... I'll do my best to look out for you, Lucy. Okay? So... let's get your things and I'll take you home. Just, ah... I turned it into my old lab to show someone.

[he's been looking for a new place to live, and now he has more reason to search. Hopefully she doesn't mind living in Frankenstein's lab for a while]

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...okay. [ Lucy murmured. She slowly pulled away from Victor, opening the door further to let him inside. She went to grab her backpack and a duffel bag. She quickly puts her clothes into the bag, careful of the dog eared headband he got her and the stuffed toy he got her. ]

I can sleep anywhere...I don’t want to be alone though.

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I can understand that.

[he helps her pack, folding things up so there's more room for as much stuff as she needs. Of course they can come back if she forgot anything, but taking fewer trips will help in the long run]

Between me and Jefferson, I promise you won't be alone.

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Pinky promise?

[ She held up her right hand, all fingers curled in, except her pinky finger. She did t have a lot of things, but grabbing as much and making fewer trips would be better. But yes, pinky promises are serious business. He can’t make one and not mean it. ]

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[he crouches down so he can be sure he's looking in her eyes. He hooks his pinky around hers solemnly]

Pinky promise.

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[Lucy looks into Victor's eyes as his pink hooks around hers. They make a solemn pink promise, one that neither of them cannot break.]

Good.

[She pulls away to pack the last of her clothes and then takes his hand to hold.]

..I got most of my clothes.

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All right. We'll get you settled. I want to watch out for you as best I can, but when I can't, we'll ask Jefferson. Does that sound okay?

[thestoriesarereal]

That sounds fine...

[Still holding his hand as they walk out to head to his home.]

...can I still take you to school things as my parent?

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[Victor glances down at her, a little overwhelmed. James wanting to date him and her wanting to consider him a parent... What is this place and can he stay forever?]

That's fine.

[he'll be quiet the rest of the way to his place. It's a bit different since she last visited: looking like his old lab, stuff Victor bought for James everywhere. But it's only until he finds a house, so they'll manage]