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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[ 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.
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.
[ 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. ]
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]
...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.
[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.
[ 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. ]
[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]
[There's a soft murmur of 'okay' from Lucy as they walk back to his place. It hurts to leave the home she was sharing with her grandmother, a woman she never saw much of until coming to this place.
When they enter Victor's home, she can see it's quiet different. More lab equipment and more items that she can only assume either belong to Victor or Jefferson--they're close friends, why wouldn't the Mad Hatter have his own stuff here?
Lucy won't pull away from Victor unless he gives her a reason to. It's overwhelming for her, to say the least.]
[don't children name beloved stuffed animals? He thought he read that somewhere, but maybe not. Victor's just trying to think of something to calm her down. He combs through her hair]
That's a good one. That way when I'm not around, Doctor Whale will be here to keep you company.
[When she was younger, Lucy would name her stuffed toys, but now wasn't the right time to think of any new names. Something comforting and familiar would be best. She starts to lean against Victor, clearly tired from crying so much, but too stubborn to simply pass out.]
...I like that.
[A lot in fact...and maybe she'll go to bed with her stuffed dog toy to keep her company at night.]
[he ignores this, carrying her along to where she's going to sleep. It's a temporary solution until he gets a house with a full bedroom. He's careful to put the stuffed dog into her arms so she'll still have something to cling onto when he lays her down]
[ She doesn’t want to open her eyes and find he’s not there and running around trying to find him. It’s very childish of her, but she doesn’t care. She lost her grandma and she will take all hugs and love, and everything. ]
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No, it doesn’t upset me...I just..
Emma didn’t say goodbye. I didn’t think she’d leave.
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[ She’s trying hard not to cry again. ]
And that means you could leave too!
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Please don’t leave, Victor.
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[her, of course, but also James. There is no James in Storybrooke, so going back is not acceptable]
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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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[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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I can sleep anywhere...I don’t want to be alone though.
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[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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[ 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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Pinky promise.
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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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[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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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]
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When they enter Victor's home, she can see it's quiet different. More lab equipment and more items that she can only assume either belong to Victor or Jefferson--they're close friends, why wouldn't the Mad Hatter have his own stuff here?
Lucy won't pull away from Victor unless he gives her a reason to. It's overwhelming for her, to say the least.]
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Have you thought of a name for him? All dogs need a name.
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No...and he's only a stuffed dog.
[The words were murmured as she raised a hand to wipe at her eyes and her cheeks. Could she cry anymore? Probably not..]
..Maybe Dr. Whale?
[Cause you know, it's better than calling the stuffed toy Victor, that might get too confusing.]
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That's a good one. That way when I'm not around, Doctor Whale will be here to keep you company.
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...I like that.
[A lot in fact...and maybe she'll go to bed with her stuffed dog toy to keep her company at night.]
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I'm not tired. I don't need rest right now.
[Just pick her up and take her bed, she won't squirm.]
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How about you close your eyes for a while anyway?
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[ She doesn’t want to open her eyes and find he’s not there and running around trying to find him. It’s very childish of her, but she doesn’t care. She lost her grandma and she will take all hugs and love, and everything. ]
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