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The network is an interesting place today, though some secrets appear to be more harmful than others. For those who can help themselves, it might be best to keep to yourselves for awhile, if you're not already.

To my students, remember to do your reading this weekend. If this lasts through until Monday, you won't be able to get away with telling me you have if you haven't.

[Private Text to Regina Mills]
I would say this seems like your handiwork, but I don't think people feeling compelled to tell the truth sounds like it would fall in line with your interests.

[Private Text to Alisha Bailey]
You left your video post unlocked. If you need to talk about anything at all, I'm in the apartment this evening. It sounds like you have a lot on your mind. I'm a good listener, I promise.

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Shit... thanks for letting me know.

Unless you want to hear about shitty powers and probation workers at the bottom of the lake, probably best I don't.

I thought you might appreciate it. Didn't seem like information you wanted out in the open.

It's up to you, but I'm always here to listen. I promise, I've heard worse. And as silly as it might sound, sometimes talking to someone who's not involved can work wonders. Keeping secrets is a difficult business. It weighs on you.

But like I said. It's up to you. I would never force you.

Whenever you make it home, there's dinner waiting for you in the fridge.

Well, given my new found honesty, I'm not sure how much of a secret things will be now.

...Especially now that I know anyone could have seen what I told Connor.

You know you don't have to cook for me, right? Not that I don't like it, it's just kind of weird. My own mum barely did that.

If you're lucky, people may have been distracted by other things and not noticed.

I know. But I'm already cooking for myself, it's no trouble to make enough for two. What can I say? I keep to myself, but I'm a worrier.

I really hope no one else does. Luckily, the only two people that have texted me since are Nathan and Simon, and they know about the powers anyways.

They have them too, so it'd be weird if they suddenly didn't.

...Well, thanks, I guess. Not gonna lie, it's nice not having to figure out what to eat.

Were they with you in that storm, then? Friends from back home?

You're more than welcome. I like doing it, really. I got used to doing domestic things while I was living in Storybrooke. They might be chores for some people, but cooking is something I actually enjoy.

Yeah. Weren't friends to begin with. We were all just on community service, painting benches when it hit.

Then by all means, keep cooking. I'll definitely eat it.

That's the sort of experience that makes you friends, I'd imagine. Go through anything significant together, and it's hard not to form some kind of bond.

I'll be sure to do exactly that.

That's a good way to put it, yeah. Been through a lot of shit with them; I probably wouldn't even like them if we hadn't.

Great.

Circumstance can make the unexpected happen. I've made friends similarly, people I never would have even met had the situation been just slightly different, let alone befriended.

Well, they're still shitheads. But they're my shitheads, so I guess that counts for something, yeah?

I'd say that counts for something. Nobody's without their flaws, of course, but that doesn't mean they're not important to you.

I had dwarves.

Seriously? Like legit midgets?

Not quite as small as people make them out to be, and they really do prefer "dwarves." They're a proud people, really. As they should be. Their efforts go a long way to help support the kingdom.

Midgets, dwarfs, same thing.

...We're not back to the fairy tale shit already, are we?

Call it what you like, but it doesn't make it any less true.

Fine. You're Cinderella or whatever. Doesn't mean I have to take that crap seriously.

Hahahaha. I'm not even going to pretend I'm going to school on Monday. Fuck that.
What do you even teach and do I care?

Language Arts, and apparently not. If you don't care, why bother wasting your time responding? Simply don't show up.

8ecause I'm tired and sick of my own friends and life sucks right now? And I need something 8etter to do than dwell on it?
I am really sick of 8eing so honest!
8esides, I keep getting told I'll get in trou8le for not showing up. And I am sort of sick of my own trou8lemaking right now?
8luh.

I think we've all had a longer day than necessary, thanks to this honesty business.

If you're tired of your own troublemaking, though, that is something that's within your power to change. Maybe you just needed the opportunity to be honest with yourself about it?

I have 8een honest with wayyyyyyyy too many people today.
But may8e.
For once I didn't do, uh. Something I would normally do.
I kind of want to 8elieve that means something. 8ecause it was hard! It was ridiculously hard 8ut I did it. I didn't fuck things up worse.
Is it lame to 8e proud of that?

I think it does mean something. Sometimes, the harder something is, the greater the payoff. It means it's worth doing. There's nothing wrong with being proud of yourself for that.

That is pretty kind of you to say. Thanks, I guess. Here's hoping it p8ys off!
Anyway, ok, I guess I am curious. What the hell is language arts?

I hope it pays off, too. You'll have to let me know.

It's what they call English class here, or so it seems. That's what it would have been where I used to teach. There's some study of literature, as well as writing skills and mechanics.

Why would I want to tell you that? W8, 8etter question: why do you care?
Uh. 8ut don't most people here speak and write it anyway???????? What's the point?

It's not that unusual for teachers to be invested in the welfare of their students. Even though I'm new here, that hasn't changed.

There's more to it than what's used in conversations. If you come to class, you'll see.

You're new? Like how new?
Anyway, I guess that's ridiculously nice of you. Or may8e it's sort of normal? I have no idea anymore.
Fine. I'll trade you. Tell me your name and I'll tell you how it turns out.
And I'll 8e coming to class like it or not eventually! Just may8e not right away. Not until I've got my shit str8.
You seem to 8e dealing with all this honesty 8ull pretty well! What's up with that.

I've been here a little less than a month now. Enough time to settle in, at least.

I'm not sure if it's normal, but it's how I've always tried to approach my students. I was a teacher before I came here, too, though my students were much younger. I'm Mary Margaret, or Snow. Whichever you prefer. Miss Blanchard in class, but I don't mind people being informal outside of school.

I'm not even sure if it's effecting me, really. It could be, but I've never been one for lies. Lying just makes an unnecessary mess of things, more often than not.

Wow. It sounds like you got here right around the s8me time I did!
And you already get to teach?
Man. I h8 the ar8itrary age-8ased rules here. ::::\ Like everyone 8elow a certain age is just some useless wiggler! L8me.
Why do you have two completely different names, 8y the way?
Oh, gr8. One of those painfully honest people! You have a8solutely no idea how lucky you are.

The island isn't so different from the world I'm used to, in a lot of ways. It's not that they think people under a certain age are useless, but that anyone under the age of eighteen should be focusing on their education so they can succeed later in life.

They were quick to give me the job, but I've already been teaching for twenty-eight years.

As for the long names, it's a long story involving a curse and rewritten memories. I have all of my original memories back, and remember who I am just fine, but when you've been called by a different name for almost three decades, it's hard to just revert back to the way things used to be.

Lucky? Does that mean you would prefer to be honest most of the time? Is there some reason you can't be?

Succeed where? Here? Where we're supposedly all f8ke anyway????????
I guess the logic just doesn't check out with me.
Anyway, that's, uh, interesting, I guess? I sort of want to know, but at the same time I don't really care. Snow it is.
Uhhhhhhhh.
You had to make that a question, didn't you. ::::\

[ She will at least do this. If she's going to spill her guts for the nth time, might as well limit the audience. ]

It's not that. Not exactly.
I have a lot of secrets I'd rather people not know a8out. Or I did! 8efore all of this 8ullshit happened.
It hasn't 8een pretty.
I guess what I'm saying is I'm sort of jealous! If you're naturally pretty honest most of this won't 8other you, pro8a8ly.
8ut it's changed a lot of things for me. I guess I don't really know how I feel a8out it yet. Everything's different than I thought it was!
Anyway, the point is. I don't really like 8eing honest normally! 8luh. It makes me feel vulnera8le. And I guess I used to think........
That if everyone knew the truth, they would think I was weak!
8ut I guess the opposite happened instead. No one laughed or said I was pathetic. They actually seemed to appreci8 it!
I don't really know what I'd prefer anymore.

Then you fail the see how it could be useful.

But you are correct, Miss Blanchard, none of this was caused by me.

I'd been told of the magic at work in this place, but had yet to witness it until now.

As I recall, you're the one who needs the most encouragement when it comes to telling the truth.

Honesty is a far worse sample of this world's magic than amnesia was.

Telling the truth has not helped me get ahead before, and as such, any magical encouragement to do so is both unnecessary and unwanted. You, more than anyone, should recall just why the habit of being honest leads to no good.

I was fortunate enough to miss amnesia. I've had enough memory loss to last me several lifetimes, thank you.

My way of doing things may lead to a more difficult road at times, but the end result will be all the more worth it.

I had a taste of it, the conclusion being that I should have done far worse to all of you.

So you admit that you wanted him dead?

You know that's not what I meant. I was a child. I thought that when your mother asked me, that she meant to help the two of you to be together. That's what she told me. That she wanted to help you.

I didn't understand her brand of deceit.

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