Mary Margaret Blanchard (fairestteacher) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2015-07-30 20:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, emma swan, mary margaret blanchard (snow white) |
Who: Mary Margaret Blanchard and Emma Swan
What: Sushi Date & Dream Chatting
When: Backdated: Mid June
Where: Sushi Resturant
Rating/Warnings: Family Friendly
Status: Complete
Emma wasn’t nervous.
Not at all. Meeting up with Mary Margaret was just going out with a friend for dinner, just two friends meeting up for something to eat and catching up. It didn’t matter that in her dreams she’d discovered that Snow White was dream-Emma’s mom. Which was still a little confusing, but she was getting her head around it all. The Enchanted Forest and working their ways back to Storybrooke really made Emma want to reach out and actually work on a friendship with Mary Margaret.
Especially since she’d just spent several months living with the woman, becoming exceptionally close, closer than her dream version had been with anyone else, at least since Neal in her life. So, sushi. It seemed safe enough and they could talk about whatever either of them really wanted.
Her navigational skills were down to a fine art in the OC now, and Emma found the place with little hassle, checking her phone to see if Mary Margaret was there.
When Emma had asked her if she wanted to get together, Mary Margaret had agreed right away. Ever since Emma had shown up in Orange County, Mary Margaret had been hoping that they could be friends like in the dreams. Sure, in the dreams they were mother and daughter, but that certainly wasn’t the case in real life so Mary Margaret was hoping for friends.
Originally they were going to meet at the shelter and walk over to the sushi place, but then Mary Margaret had had a bit of an emergency at the shelter and told Emma to go to the restaurant and she would be there as soon as she was finished. Having taken care of the emergency, she headed over to the restaurant getting there just after Emma, “Sorry about that. Have you been waiting long?”
“Hey,” a planned meeting was much better than the catastrophe of a first impression that Emma got to make, this time she was definitely aiming for ‘can eat without wearing it’ day today. “Not long at all.” Since she’d barely arrived herself.
“Did everything go okay?” Emma really admired just what Mary Margaret must do day in and out at the shelter, not something she could’ve done herself, least of all with her aversion to children at the time and her awkwardness with people in general. But then, if Mary Margaret here was anything like the sweet, caring woman that Emma knew in her dreams, she could really see her being good at it all.
Mary Margaret nodded, “Yeah, everything ended up fine. I’m glad you weren’t waiting long.” Now that they were both there the hostess led them to a table handed them each a menu before heading back to the hostess stand, “So, how have you been? Dream aside.” She inquired, opening her menu. She hoped that now that Emma had started having more dreams they could become friends like in the dreams.
Settling at the table, Emma felt a lot of her nerves calm just a little. There wasn’t anything scary about having something to eat with Mary Margaret, even if she was Snow in the dreams and it complicated a few little things, it wasn’t like they were that different. “I’ve been okay yeah,” she was in the process of arranging to go with Regina and Neal to Boston, hopefully to see Henry, something the three of them were apprehensive about but the closer it got the more Emma wanted to just go already. “All set up at work, it’s amazing, I have some donkeys now too,” Emma and her damn donkeys, “So, dreams and weird stuff going on aside, it’s pretty great.”
The OC wasn’t what Emma expected, the whole double life thing wasn’t what she expected either. But it was what it was now, and she wouldn’t change it, not for anything really. “How about you? Emergency work things notwithstanding?”
Considering she’d only really talked to Neal once, in person, Mary Margaret had no idea that Henry actually existed. As far as she knew he was only a part of the dreams. “Donkeys? Wait, what exactly are you doing? I don’t think I ever asked.” She recalled Emma’s post early on about looking for work, but she couldn’t recall if she had ever found out what the blond was doing now.
“I’ve been alright.” She said in response to Emma’s question, her eyes scanning the menu, “Been at the shelter mostly, but I’ve had more time to do things lately.” For the longest time Mary Margaret had spent the majority of her time at the shelter, doing everything on her own, but then she’d hired Ruby and she’d begun to let Ruby help with certain things and trust that things would still get done even if she wasn’t there.
“Oh, right. I work at the ranch? The Jean Grey outreach something? Neal told me the whole name of it but I really don’t think I paid attention to much more than horses while I was there.” Emma gave a small laugh, closing over her menu having picked her meal and drink. “We set up a sanctuary for poorly cared for donkeys and rescue animals though, and it’s been going well. It helps the kids learn how to care for skittish animals and how to nurture them I guess.”
She was starting to take more to do with the children, some of them were just a little unsure and Emma was starting to understand them a lot better. She was less unsure of herself just as they were, which helped her actually engage with people in general. Kids were just harder to keep at a distance, while adults were much easier to deceive.
“Oh, I’ve heard of that ranch. It’s very popular around here,” Mary Margaret said, closing her own menu. “I’ve seen it talked about a lot on Valarnet.” Mary Margaret had never been there though. “That’s a really great thing you guys are doing. So many animals get treated poorly, which is just awful, so it’s nice to know that there are people out there who want to help them.” It was like what she did for so many women and children.
“I’m better with animals than with people.” It was a standing sort of joke that had followed Emma since Miami at least. She was cagey with people, animals didn’t betray her, people did. It wasn’t something to get into, and Emma was starting to move past it all, so that was something too.
As a waitress appeared to take their orders, Emma took just a few moments to catalogue everything as it was right then. She felt largely at ease, likely because she’d had so many interactions with Mary Margaret -with Snow in her dreams that she was fairly comfortable just sitting there with this real-world version. They might have ways to go to be the same friends they were in the other version of the world, but that wasn’t something that was unachievable really.
“Helping out others who can’t help themselves, hmm. Seems to be something we have in common?”
Mary Margaret placed her own order then nodded as Emma spoke. She would have said, Like Mother, Like Daughter, but in this case it would probably be a little awkward since Emma was not her daughter in this reality even if Mary Margaret did feel a little maternal towards the blond woman sitting across from her, "We do seem to have that in common, that's true. David is like that too."
Emma hadn’t heard about David in the OC, she hadn’t seen him or really heard anyone mention him and she felt this weird flutter build up there in her stomach. “David is um… Are you guys?” Okay, it was a little weird with the whole ‘parents in another world’ thing, almost as weird as being the same age as them in Storybrooke too. But there was a familiarity that just made it a little easy, and the feelings were there, the desire to get to know them anyway.
“I mean, does he live here too?”
Mary Margaret shook her head sadly, “Not any more. He was here for awhile, but he had a family emergency in New York and had to leave. I haven’t actually heard from him in awhile.” Everyday Mary Margaret hoped that David would come back, but she wasn’t going to insist that he did. If it was meant to be then they would find each other again like they always did in the dreams. “Is this weird for you? I mean, knowing that in some universe we’re your parents.” She hadn’t planned on bringing it up, but now that she had there was no taking it back, but she thought that perhaps it needed to be talked about.
“A little,” she was being honest, there was a little bit of a weirdness in it, but on the whole, she got a much easier feeling of it all in the dreams. Especially as she’d started to learn why what had happened to her in the dreams had happened. “I mean, obviously I know it’s just the dreams, but there’s this… comfort from it maybe? And it’s a little strange, because fairytale land and everything, but…” Emma shrugged a little.
She missed having family. She was an only child, adopted and she’d lost her parents early in her life. Neither had siblings themselves, so she didn’t have aunts or uncles either. It was just her. And knowing that in another world, in another life, she had this big extended family, that was a little bit of a comfort to a lost girl just trying to fit in somewhere.
“I won’t start calling you mom any time soon, but we were friends there first, so… friends seems okay here too, right?”
Mary Margaret couldn’t help laughing softly at that and nodding, “Understandable. I think it’d be a little strange if you did call me mom here. I mean, it’s a little strange in the dreams too, but it makes sense there.” She was extremely glad to hear the other woman say they were friends, “I’m definitely okay with friends.”