«I just can’t quite understand that you had me writing this.» Miriam said, clearly upset as she looked over the text before glancing over at the spy-globe, where she could she Ahsoka sleeping in a room that were illuminated with light, «Just look at her! Even in her sleep, she’s sad…»
But Rumple just smiled,
«Oh my dearie, dearie, dear… You’re doing a great job. We’re gonna bring back her happy ending.»
«But not like this! I never intended for her to be sad like this… I wouldn’t want for her to just dump Anakin…»
«She will be reminded of her old life, dearie.»
«How?»
Rumple put his hand on her shoulder, leaning close to her ear,
«Because you gonna write it!» then he leaned back, clapping his hands together, giggling, «Now write!»
But Miriam put the pen down,
«I don’t wanna be a part of your game anymore. I’m gonna unwrite this, and everything is gonna be as it once was…»
Rumple enchanted the paper and took it from her,
«Oh, but you can’t dearie. You know; every word that comes out from that pen of yours; it be written in stone; you can’t change it.» he rolled the paper together, «This; goes to your vault.»
Miriam stared confused at him,
«I have a vault?»
Rumple giggled again,
«Oh yes, dearie! Right in the center of this kingdom! It contains everything you ever wrote. I’m gonna show ya.»
…
Ahsoka woke up, and looked arround her,
«Where am I?»
«Good morning, dear.» a nurse said, who came in with a plate of fodd, «I’m glad to see that you’re finally awake. Someone is eager to see ya.» setting the plate down before her.
«But where am I?» Ahsoka asked again.
«That’s not important, sweetie. What really matters is that you are safe and where you belong.»
«Belong?» she pondered the answer for a moment, before her expression turned dull, «No…»
«Look who’s here to see ya; Your sister.»
Ahsoka turned her gaze towards the door, and saw Zilla striding in towards the bed. And the nurse left the room,
«I’m been waiting, sis.» she said, grabbing her hand, «For you to wake up again. Now we can finally be together, as everything should be.»
Ahsoka stared back at her with a confused mind,
«Together?» as memories flashed through her head, she remembered what happened yesterday, «Anakin!»
Zilla turned up a smile,
«Yep! He’s here waiting too. Are you ready to meet him?»
«I have to get out of here!» she tried to get out of the bed, but then she found that her left arm were handcuffed to the side of the bed, «No…» she said in a low, dissapointed tone, «No…»
But it didn’t seem to affect Zilla’s smile, as she strode arround, happy as ever. Dread covered Ahsoka’s face when she looked her in the eyes,
«You’re brainwashed!»
«Ta-ta!» she strode towards the door gesticulating with her arms, «Here comes Anakin!»