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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Nov 23, 2014 13:12:15 GMT
*stirs his cereal with a spoon, not eating it* *looks sadly into his bowl*
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Nov 23, 2014 13:13:38 GMT
*sighs* How would you like to hang out with your dad today?
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Nov 23, 2014 13:14:46 GMT
*shrugs his shoulders* Fine, whatever.
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Nov 23, 2014 13:21:34 GMT
*kisses the top of his head* Everything's going to be okay, buddy. It's okay to be upset. It's okay to be angry.
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Nov 23, 2014 13:26:14 GMT
*pushes his bowl away* How do you know it's going to be okay? What if Dad wants a divorce? What if one of you moves away from Storybrooke? And I never see you again? What if-
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Nov 23, 2014 13:33:07 GMT
Neal! *pulls him into her arms* No matter what, you and I will not be separated. You, me and Emma will always be together. And you will always have your dad, no matter what happens.
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Nov 23, 2014 13:40:50 GMT
*nods* But.. *wraps his arms around her neck* *sob* I just want everything back to normal.. Can't Dad just come back?
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Nov 23, 2014 13:42:21 GMT
Not right now, buddy.
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Nov 23, 2014 13:46:04 GMT
Why not? What did he do? *getting frustrated*
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Nov 23, 2014 13:48:36 GMT
We just... we had a disagreement. Do you want to see your dad?
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Nov 23, 2014 13:53:16 GMT
Fine, because you won't tell me anything about what really happenend. *stands up and grabs him bowl, throws it in the sink*
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Nov 23, 2014 13:59:59 GMT
Neal, I'm not going to talk badly about your father to you.
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Nov 23, 2014 14:03:25 GMT
So i-it is his fault..
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Post by Mary Margaret/Snow White on Nov 23, 2014 14:05:04 GMT
All that matter is that none of this is yours or Emma's fault.
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Post by Neal Leopold Nolan on Nov 23, 2014 14:06:43 GMT
Argh! *throws his hands up in frustration and runs upstairs*
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