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 ;; Seeking interactions for my OC Avery. That said, I’m selective of who interacts with her. So mutual followers only please. Please read rules, about, and worlds pages before interaction. Avery is the daughter of Rumplestiltskin and Belle and forewarning, she doesn’t think highly of anyone involved in her parent’s and her brother’s past. Though her mind could be persuaded to change about some people depending on of course how the characters get along.

The moment that the Captain met Avery, he sensed a bit of a pirate in her. Her personality and the way she presented herself said it all. After showing her how to steer the Jolly Roger that first time, Killian was impressed by how quickly she learned.

Chuckling with his eyes twinkling in the sunlight, “It’s about time you admitted it love. I could sense it the first night.”

 “Well you know me, Captain. Always gotta be a little stubborn. I take after my dear papa you know.”

 Because of her Papa and knowing the history between him and this very pirate captain, she had been so resolutely against Killian at first. However, the two of them near constantly bumping into each other and getting to know him...he had burrowed his way into her heart before she ever realized it was happening. Of course the pirate vowing more than once he’d abandoned his quest for revenge had been the main factor though.

 “I have a little pirate in me. Avery Rowan Gold. A-R-G. ARG!!”

“Thanks, Avery.” She laughed softly. “Once you meet Lila, well…” She scratched her cheek. “Gotta find a way to really let her have a taste of it, you know?”

Changing The Future

Neal was glad that she seemed to be just as goofy as he was. It meant they’d get along well. Which was good because Avery was going to at least be his neighbor, even if she wasn’t going to become his friend. Although she seemed to want to be friends, and that made him happier than he’d been in awhile.

“I’m glad I can give you a reason to use your kitchen then,” he told her, more than glad really because it meant free food, and who wasn’t a fan of free food? “And no worries about the cursing. You may hear me doing that too, but more when I mess up in my painting than from hitting into things,” he revealed.

It was nice though, another thing they sort of had in common. They both cursed when they made mistakes. It was something that wouldn’t cause any sort of conflict between them. Which meant it was all the more likely that he and Avery could remain friends for more than a week or so.

“But yeah, I can bring you over to the apartment’s office if you’d like to look at the lease. See if you want to stay or find somewhere better, though there’s not really many better deals in the big apple,” he stated. “If you’re busy though I can just give you the address. Don’t want to go dragging you around when you’ve got better places to be.”

 “Well no time like the present I always say,” she replied. “The sooner I can get a lease signed, the sooner I can move in somewhere.”

 And it would definitely beat the hotels she’d been staying in lately. Granted they were very nice hotels complete with room service, but it was by no means a home she could call hers even for a short time. Something else she knew was important to the both of them though didn’t say for obvious reasons.

 She wondered though if there was any chance at all if the process between signing and turning in an application for one of the apartments would take only a day. Probably not, so she’d most likely be staying in the hotel for another week or so before the process was done.

She was Neal’s sister? So his bio dad …

Henry’s brow furrowed as he started to flip through his book. He didn’t remember Bae having a sister back when he first got separated from Rumple, and if he had, she couldn’t be alive still, could she? But if she was born later, why wasn’t she mentioned in the book? She couldn’t be Belle’s child because then she’d be an infant because of the curse …

Finally, after an awkward moment with only the sound of pages turning, Henry gave up and looked to Avery. “You’re not in my book. And you’d make an interesting story so I’m not sure why you aren’t … how are you related to my dad? Did you get caught up in Regina’s curse? Who’s your mom?  If Milah’s your mom how’d you survive? If Belle’s your mom how are you so old?”

Henry didn’t realize he’d gone from completely silent to asking a barrage of questions. Instead he looked at her curiously, wanting to know her story.

 Avery was pretty sure he wouldn’t find her in the book that she had heard so much about, but she let him look without interruption anyway. If he was anything like his dad, he was stubborn and would have looked whether she said anything anyway. So she just held her tongue. Sure enough little Henry soon revealed that she wasn’t anywhere to be found in the book at all and she nodded.

 “I figured I wouldn’t be,” she replied with a shrug. “I wasn’t around long enough to be in there.”

 It was sweet of him to say she’d have been an interesting story though. Truthfully, Avery wasn’t sure what to do with herself. She didn’t really have much of a purpose as far as she was aware. Sure she and Neal had arrived in Storybrooke together and whew was that first meeting with her parents awkward.

 But even Emma had been born to be the Savior. Avery, also a child born of true love.. Well she wasn’t sure what she was exactly or if she even had a role. And it being confirmed she wasn’t in the book was just a little more disheartening. But she wouldn’t be telling that to a little boy for obvious reasons. Much less her nephew. Instead she focused as best she could on his rapid questions and snickered.

 “I’m Neal’s half sister, my mom is Belle, Papa is Rumplestiltskin. When Regina captured her, my mom was pregnant with me and didn’t realize and gave birth in captivity. Then Regina stole me from her and sent me here through a portal. That’s most likely why I’m not in there.”

 She said the last with a nod of her head toward the book.

 That’s why when she saw her father, she didn’t hesitate as she normally would what with knowing touch from certain people could make him nervous. She just went right up to him today and hugged him tightly.

 “Happy Father’s Day, Papa.”

 Avery grinned as she came up to her brother, holding up a plastic container of cupcakes for him that had little plastic “happy father’s day” decorations on them. In her other hand was a wrapped up gift which she offered to him as well.

 “Oh and mama wanted me to invite you to a cook out she’s throwing in secret for Papa.”

His dad had a sister? He paused for a moment to think about his different father figures, before coming to the conclusion that none of them had a sister, and staring at her in confusion. “Uh … my dad has a sister?” he questioned, confused. Still, he scooted over to let her sit beside him in the booth at Granny’s diner. It’d be rude not to after all.

“Which Dad are you talking about? Sorry, I have a lot of fathers or father figures. And as far as I knew, none of them had a sister.”

 It took a minute for little Henry to respond, but Avery stayed where she was, not sliding into the seat or further away from him. She imagined that it was going to be quite a surprise to find out he had an aunt. Especially if he was anything like his father.

 “Well here in this world he calls himself Neal. But in my land he’s known as Baelfire,” she replied easily.

 “Hey kiddo, I don’t think we’ve been introduced yet. I’m Avery, your dad’s sister,” she said with a smile. “Do you mind if I sit with you?”