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Once upon a time

Once upon a time, life in the beautiful town of storybook. Once Upon a Time" tells the story of a new world, one in which fairy-tale legends and modern life collide. Emma Swan is comfortable in her life as a bail bonds collector when Henry -- the child she gave up a decade earlier -- suddenly shows up. He is convinced that she is the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming, who sent her away before the Evil Queen could cast a spell, freezing the fairytale world in time and bringing them to present-day Storybrooke, Maine. After taking Henry home, Emma decides to stay in the town to keep an eye on him, and she discovers he may not be wrong after all.

FluffComfortAngstRomanceAlternate Universe - Canon Divergence
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The alarm clock screamed. 6:47 AM. Storybrooke, Maine. A town where nothing ever happened, and that was exactly how the residents liked it. But for Y/n, a newcomer renting the cramped apartment above Granny's Diner, the quiet was less peaceful and more... suffocating.

They'd only been in town for three weeks, chasing a vague inheritance claim that led to a dead end and a rapidly dwindling bank account. The plan was simple: find a job, earn enough for a bus ticket out. But Storybrooke had a way of sticking to you.

Outside, a car backfired. Then, a crash. Not the usual morning sounds of the sleepy town.

Ruby Lucas

from the diner below, her voice carrying up through the floorboards Hey! Watch it!

Peering out the window, Y/n saw a familiar yellow bug – Emma Swan's car – its front bumper kissing a lamppost. The driver's door swung open, and a boy, no older than ten, scrambled out, looking frantic. Henry Mills.

Henry Mills

shouting back at the car I'm serious! You have to believe me!

He started running down Main Street, his backpack bouncing wildly, leaving Emma, the town's newest deputy, standing by her dented car, looking like she hadn't slept in a week. She didn't chase him. She just stared after him, a deep, weary sigh escaping her lips.

This was Storybrooke. And Y/n was about to learn that "quiet" was just the surface.

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