Author: TheSecretWriter75 PM
Young Dean tells Sam the 'real' versions of fairytales as bedtime stories. Little does he know that everything he thinks he's making up is true. Twenty years later, the boys visit the small town of Storybrooke, Maine where everyone seems oddly familiar.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Fantasy/Humor - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,827 - Reviews: 17 - Favs: 14 - Follows: 43 - Updated: 02-20-13 - Published: 01-16-13 - id: 8914103
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This is a story that I've had for almost a year now and I just found it the other day. I tweaked it a little (what with all the new stuff that's been revealed on OUaT) and decided to post it and see what people think.
The first chapter or two will be just introducing the story, so bear with me. I didn't want to just do the 'standard' SPN/OUaT crossover where the boys go up to investigate, so I decided to start it like this and just see where it takes them.
By the way, if the device you're reading this on a device that doesn't let you see italics, this might not make very much sense.
I don't own Supernatural or Once Upon a Time (or any other references in here). But this is un-betaed, so I do own any mistakes.
It was a cold, January night in a motel room somewhere in Vermont and a young Dean Winchester was sitting on the sofa with a comic book propped open in his lap. He was just getting to the part when Bruce Banner started turning into the Hulk when there was a cry from the bed.
Dean jumped up and raced to his brother's side. Sam's face was streaked with tears and he looked terrified.
"Sammy, what's wrong?" Dean asked.
"Scary dream," Sam sniffled. Even though he was six, he reverted right back to being three when he had a nightmare.
"Do you want to tell me about it?" Dean sat down on the edge of the bed next to his little brother and he felt Sam wrap his arms tightly around him. Dean could feel the younger boy shake his head no.
"Tell me a story?" Sam asked. Dean was about to say that it was too late for a story, but he looked down and saw Sam's watery puppy dog eyes staring up at him. There was no way he could resist the puppy dog eyes.
"Fine," Dean sighed. "But I'm picking it."
Sam nodded and made himself comfortable against the headboard. Dean thought for a moment. He could just read to Sam from a comic book, but then he remembered his mother. Before she died, Mary Winchester had always told Dean fairytales after a nightmare. The one that stuck out most in his mind was Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. He decided to go back a little further though and mix the story with his hunter mentality. He'd make up his own version of the stories.
"Once upon a time…"
There lived a beautiful girl named Regina. She was the daughter of a miller's daughter and a nobleman and she was the prettiest girl in all the land. Regina was happy, kind and carefree and she loved to ride her horse. Her mother, Cora, wanted her to be married.
"How old is Regina?" Sam asked.
"She's eighteen. People got married young in her land."
"I'm telling the story," Dean said. "Either shut up or go back to sleep."
Sam nodded and made a motion like he was zipping his lips. Dean went on with the story.
Cora wanted Regina to marry a rich man because all Cora cared about was money and power. Regina didn't care about that though. She was in love with her family's stable boy, a ruggedly handsome and perfect man named Dean.
"You're Dean," Sam said. "You can't have Dean in the story too."
"Fine. How about Sam?"
"No!" Sam exclaimed with a giggle.
"Can you deal with Daniel then?"
"Yes," Sam said.
"Alright than. Let's get on with this then."
Regina was in love with her family's stable boy, Daniel. They loved each other so much that they knew it was True Love. Even in the Enchanted Forest, True Love was hard to come by. Regina and Daniel were meant to be together. But there was a problem. Cora knew magic and Regina was scared to tell her about Daniel because she knew that Cora could easily kill or torture him.
"So what did they do?" Sam asked. He was wide awake now and hanging on every detail of Dean's story.
"Let me finish more than one little bit at a time and you might find out."
"Sorry," Sam said. He pulled his stuffed moose closer to his chest and curled up a little tighter.
"That's better," Dean said. "As I was saying…"
Regina and Daniel would meet everyday between lunch and tea at their favorite hill. But one day, their meeting was interrupted by a young girl on a runaway horse. Regina didn't think twice before jumping onto her own horse and racing after the girl. She pulled the girl onto her horse and skidded to a stop.
"Are you alright?" Regina asked.
"I…I think so," the girl replied. "You saved my life. But I'll never ride again."
"Nonsense," Regina said. "The only way to overcome fear is to face it. To get back on that horse as soon as possible."
"Regina," Regina said.
"I'm Snow. Snow White."
"Snow White?" Sam gasped. Dean shot him a glare and the smaller boy quieted down again.
Later on, Regina was getting ready to go riding when her mother came in. It turned out that young Snow White was the daughter of King Leopold and the king wanted to marry Regina.
"How old was the king?"
"I don't know. He was a man and he was a lot older than Regina. In fact, it was kind of weird, but that's how it worked there. Now shut up or you can just go back to sleep."
The king proposed and before Regina could refuse, Cora said yes. Regina ran out to the stables and told Daniel what had happened. They decided that they had to run away or they could never be together. Little did they know that Snow White had seen them in the stables. Regina made Snow swear not to tell anyone about Daniel, especially Cora. Snow agreed.
The next day, Cora was talking to Snow. Cora said that Regina was drifting away from her and she wished that she knew why. She told Snow that all she had ever done was try to make her daughter happy and successful, but it was never enough. Snow knew she had promised Regina that she would never tall about Daniel, but she didn't want Regina to lose her mother. She told Cora.
Sam gasped. "But why?"
"Weren't you listening? Snow didn't want Regina to lose her mother," Dean snapped.
"How would she get lost?"
"Never mind. It's just a stupid fairytale. Now let me finish or you'll never hear the end."
That night, Regina and Daniel met in the stables to run away together. They started to leave when Cora appeared. She used her magic to close the stable doors. Regina prepared herself for the worst, but Cora didn't do anything. Instead, she took Daniel aside.
Regina couldn't hear what was said, but it was good judging by the smile on Daniel's face. All of a sudden, Cora plunged her hand into Daniel's chest.
"Mother!" Regina screamed. But it was too late. Daniel feel to the ground and Cora crushed his heart into dust in her hand. "Why would you do this?"
"Because this is your happy ending," Cora said.
Regina held Daniel's dead body in her arms and cried. A few days later, Regina was being fitted for her wedding gown when Snow White came in. Snow told Regina that she would look beautiful when she married Daniel. Regina was taken aback at the girl's statement and then caught on.
"This dress is for your father," Regina said. "What I had with Daniel was an infatuation. Nothing more. I'm marrying your father and we're going to be a family."
Snow smiled. She was so happy that Regina was going to be her new mother. After Snow left, Cora came in.
"You knew the king was coming through our land, didn't you? Snow's steed didn't go wild on its own, did it?" Regina asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Cora responded.
Regina turned away with a knowing smirk on her face. Then she growled, "I should have let her die on that horse."
"So what happens next?" Sam asked when Dean stopped talking.
"A lot of stuff," Dean said. "But it's late and you need to sleep. I'll tell you the next part another night."
"But who was Regina and what about Snow White and the dwarves and Prince Charming?"
"I can't tell you. The story's too long to tell it all in one night. You'll hear it all eventually."
"A little bit more?" Sam begged.
"No," Dean said firmly. "It's way too long and Dad's coming home tomorrow so you need to sleep."
"Alright," Sam grumbled. "But you promise to tell me the end?"
Sam snuggled down underneath the covers and rolled over while Dean made his way back over to his comic book. He would tell Sam the end of the story. Just as soon as he thought of one.
What did you think? About the choppiness of the storytelling bit, just remember that Dean is actually telling the story to Sam, and Dean's only ten, so I tried to write it like a ten-year-old boy would tell it.
If people want me to continue this I will, but you have to review so I know that you liked it. The next chapter or two will be something like this, but we'll get to the present pretty soon.
Thanks for reading and pretty please review!