On the most recent episode... SPOILERS

[unhand]

I don't understand what's so funny. All right, there may have been a little confusion at how bloody small that gun was, but I figured it out quickly enough. And you weren't laughing then, were you?

Now all I have to do is figure out what that thing that attacked me was. You know, the monster with the glowing eyes.

Didn't do such a good job of it. I'm still alive.

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[nowonder]

Rare species of dragon.

[ trolling in the deeeeep ]

[foundandfinding]

Better figure it out quick, cause there's lots of them here.

[unhand]

[You jerk.]

Didn't look like a dragon.

[unhand]

The other ones seem so harmless...

[nowonder]

Some dragons are cleverer than others. Some are masters of disguise.

Occasionally used for transportation by unwitting residents. I can't imagine why.

[undealt]

[NO ONE WAS LAUGHING THEN, HOOK.

TUMBLR IS HAVING A COLLECTIVE PANIC ATTACK.

YOU HAVEN'T SEEN PAIN UNTIL YOU'VE SEEN THE INTERNET.]

Well, there's a saying about cockroaches...

[STILL MAD.]

[foundandfinding]

How long have you been here?

[ Pause.]

How did you get here?

[faithtrustdust]

[ What's that? One slightly gleeful pixie to laugh at your pain? Sure! ]

Didn't shoot yourself in the foot? You do seem to have a bit of trouble with the appendages.

[unhand]

[A BITTER SMILE because as much as he sort of hoped to be dead by now he likes seeing Rumpelstiltskin pissed off.]

Didn't see you having any better luck.

[faithtrustdust]

I wanna see the dragons!

[ Interrupting Tinkerbell says what? ]

[nowonder]

[ Stare. Missy, you are interrupting a good troll. ]

Fly your way over here, then.

[undealt]

[Yeah, well.

At least he didn't get hit by a car.]

You didn't get what you wanted. That suits me well enough.

[You know what sucks. Now he can't kill you, BECAUSE YOU WANT IT SO BAD. You have taken the joy out of this for him. You fuckball.]

[faithtrustdust]

[ Trolls? She likes those too! ]

But if I flew over there I'd be me sized, not you sized and that can be a lot of trouble with there's a bunch of you sized about and just one of me sized.

[unhand]

[NO ONE ASKED YOU TINK. Killian gives her a long-suffering sigh.] My foot's one of the only things that isn't bleeding. So no.

[nowonder]

Fly above their heads. Or get bigger. It hardly matters to me.

[faithtrustdust]

[ Excuse you, everyone is interested in Tink's opinion, mmkay. Even pirates. ]

Does it hurt a lot? Are you terribly in pain? If I jabbed you with a stick, would you cry?

[faithtrustdust]

Everyone says that, but it's not as easy as it sounds. I mean, if I could be you sized whenever I wanted, don't you think I'd be you sized all the time?

[nowonder]

There might be benefits to being small.

[faithtrustdust]

Oh there are tons! Locks and doors, but then there's the people who will stick you in a jar and think it's funny.

[nowonder]

Stick them in a bigger jar.

[unhand]

[W h a t this place is insane.]

And they don't burn to death?

[nowonder]

Not usually. Sometimes if the dragon gets angry . . . well, accidents happen.

[faithtrustdust]

[ ... oh you may become her new favorite person yet. ]

That's brilliant! I never thought of that before. But it'd have to be a really big jar. And I'd need a really big stick to poke holes in the top.

[unhand]

[He rolls his eyes and waves a hand.] Magic.

[nowonder]

You can find them.

Or you could drop them in a pit. Which might be easier. And watch from above.