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“Maybe you should have dressed as Grumpy,” Emma said with a grin, almost jumping on his back to kiss his cheek from behind; she was in the best mood, because Halloween meant candies. “And you should be proud. You think Gold has kids trying to play with him, seeing him as some kind of idol?" Because stroking his ego always helped. 

"Besides,” she continued, whispering in his ear, “If you are a nice pirate this evening, I’ll be a very nice pirate to you tonight." 

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"You’re bloody hilarious, love.” Seeing Emma so happy did manage to brighten his sour mood a bit but he would never admit it. Why she enjoyed this holiday so much he’d never know. He found it rather distasteful. “Perhaps. But I still don’t understand why they want me to say ‘Argh’ — I mean what does that have to do with being a pirate?” He questioned before turning around and grabbing the blonde by the waist, a grin on his face at her next words.

“That so? Well, I suppose I can try to be somewhat civil but I can’t make any promises, Emma. I am a pirate after all.”

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