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Ever since Neal had met Emma that day in his already stolen car, his life had changed completely. And in the best way possible. He had been alone since he was 14 years old, and, now, for the longest time Neal was finally not alone anymore. His life on the run wasn't that bad anymore.

He wished more then anything to give Emma a life that she deserved, one that didn't involve living in a car, and, stealing anything they could find. But, sadly Neal couldn't afford it at this point in time. His work as a janitor hadn't made him that much money, and, what he stole wasn't really enough to save up for anything fancy.

Waking up on this day, Neal saw that Emma was still asleep. After placing a gentle kiss on her forehead, Neal stepped out of the car, and, headed to the coffee shop just across the street to pick up something for the two of them for breakfast. The coffee shop didn't seem that busy, which made it a little harder for him to blend in, but, it didn't matter.

After swiping some cash from the pocket of one of the customers who was leaving, Neal made his way to the counter and ordered two hot cocoas to go. Neal gave the woman behind the counter some money, and, then made his way out of the store as quickly as he could.

As he headed back to the car, Neal noticed that the sun had risen a bit more. Placing the tray with the two cocoas in one hand, he opened the door of the car with the other, and, stepped back inside the car making himself comfortable next to Emma again, and, smiled softly as he noticed Emma starting to stir.

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Her life had just gotten better with Neal around, she could live with the fact they had to sleep in a stolen car, that they had to steal to get around. It didn't bother her at all, because she loved Neal and would do anything for him.
Emma couldn't remember the last time she felt this content with her life, she knew she had something in common with Neal. The fact that they were both left alone in the world at a young age.

Emma stirred as the car was shaking, her eyes fluttering open as she was taking in her surroundings. She grabbed her glasses and put them on before she looked at Neal with a genuine smile. Her eyes then shifted to the two hot cocoas that he was holding.
"Breakfast in bed?" She joked teasingly, reaching out for one of the hot cocoas Neal was holding.

Sure, they didn't have a great house, a job, money to go by. But Emma was happy with what she had, and that was Neal.
"Any plans for today?"

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Neal Cassidy

JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES AND POINT. WHATEVER SPOT YOU PICK THAT'S OUR HOME

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Every moment since meeting Emma his life had been better, and, she made him happier then he’d been in a really long time. Neal would do anything for Emma, because he loved her more then anything in the world.

Neal hadn’t been this content with his life since living with the Darlings, and, that was a really, really long time ago. He had so many things in common with Emma, including the fact that they were both abandoned by their parents.

Entering the car, he felt the car rock a little. He just looked at Emma, as he watched her stir. Neal moved himself backwards a little as she went to reach for her glasses, giving her some room, before returning Emma’s smile. Neal shook his head gently as he noticed Emma look at the cocoas in his hand.

“Maybe, if you wanted it.” Neal said, in a joking tone of his own. Moving the hot cocoas closer, Neal smiled as Emma took one of them.

They didn’t really have much in the way of a house, jobs or money to get by. But, with the two of them it didn’t matter. They had each other, and, that was enough.

“Well, I heard about this party type thing at the community centre tonight.” Neal paused before taking a small sip of his cocoa and continuing “Could make for a nice haul. So what do you say, what to play prince and princess for one night?”

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Emma took in the scent of the hot cocoa before she took a sip, just relaxing in the car. This was how life was supposed to be, just Neal and her, together.
The warmth filled her body and she leaned back in the seat. She couldn't quite imagine another life like this, sure it would be so much better to have a house and a job. But this was nice too.

She smiled when Neal told her about a party going on at the community center. Perhaps it was a party for young people, like her and Neal. If that was the case, it was like taking candy from a baby. Drunk people are never aware of their surroundings.
"Haven't we been living like kings and queens already?" She joked again, but leaned in to steal a kiss from Neal.
"I'm in." She then said, with a glint of mischief in her eyes.
This was what made her life so exciting. Neal was what made her life so exciting.
Sure, it was dangerous, but that's what made it fun. What's life without a bit of action?

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Neal Cassidy

JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES AND POINT. WHATEVER SPOT YOU PICK, THAT'S OUR HOME.

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Neal smiled softly at Emma, as he watched her take in the scent, and, then take a small sip of the hot cocoa he brought her. This is how life was supposed to be. Just two people who loved each other being together. Him and Emma.

Taking a small sip of his own hot cocoa, Neal leant back in the seat before glancing out to the scene in front of them. This was how he’d always imagined life, and, he didn’t want anything else. Well, maybe a real house or a job, but, right now. This was perfect.

After telling Emma about the party at the community centre, he awaited her reaction. Neal knew that most people at those types of things get drunk, and, then after that they don’t pay much attention to their surroundings.

“Well, maybe we have, but, it couldn’t hurt to do it better.” Neal said, with a small smile on his face, before kissing Emma back.

“Glad to hear it.” Neal was glad that Emma had agreed to go with him.

He knew all the tricks of how to blend in with princes and princesses, but, Neal didn’t want to reveal that knowledge.

“Once we finish our breakfast, I’ll show you how to get fancy clothes to help us blend in more.” Neal said, smiling at her, before placing a small kiss on the top of Emma’s head, and, taking another sip of his hot cocoa.

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Emma chuckled softly and stretched her legs as far as the yellow bug would allow her to.
"I agree, but I appreciate what we currently have." She shut her eyes, taking another sip from the hot cocoa. Surely, they would find a steady future together right? This was fun, but.. they couldn't be stealing from people their whole life. Sooner or later, they would be found out.
"So, how do you want to pull this off? Are we going to rent a dress and a suit?" She asked, opening her eyes and looking back at Neal.

It was obvious they couldn't just run in and take things, that would be way too easy. But then again, stealing with Neal had been so easy that it was almost natural. They barely needed a plan because Emma was so in sync with Neal.
"What crowd are we dealing with?
Probably rich snobs that wouldn't care if they missed a couple of hundreds.
Secretly, Emma hoped they would be rich, at least then they'd have something to live from. Perhaps rent a room to sleep in, instead of the rather small yellow bug.

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Neal Cassidy

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Neal smiled softly as he kept his arm around Emma.

"It's ok I do too." Neal said. Of course he appreciated it. Someone he loved was by his side. With a chance for the rest of his life. Neal just hoped that he wouldn't get Emma in trouble. Especially for his past crimes.

"We don't have to rent it. Trust me, I've done it a couple of times before. There's a way to get a dress and suit, without having to pay fees to rent." Neal smiled softly, before taking a small sip of his cocoa.

The best way to do it was to blend in, look like one of them. It would make it easier to slip things out of the pockets of some of the guests. Of course, he was sure Emma would figure things out in the moment. Alot like he does. Their relationship was that strong.

"Well, from what I've heard. It's a group of people not much older then us. But, they're the rich society types."

It would be easier to steal from those people. All they had to do was report to their parents, and, they'd just get more money from them.

With this steal, accomodation would be different. At least he hoped so.

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Emma smiled contently at Neal when he said he appreciated it as well. Her life had been a ride of various ups and downs, but this was definitely an up. She felt like nothing could stop them, they were like Bonnie and Clyde.

"Really?" She said, quite impressed with the fact Neal managed to manipulate someone into renting him a suit without actually paying for it. A grin spread on her face and she couldn't help but laugh. "They're not hobo suits, right?" She joked.

So the crowd existed out of young rich suck ups. That was the best situation she could imagine. It was like a free buffet.
"They wouldn't care if we.." She faked a cough. "Lend some money.."

Emma smiled once again, opening the door of the bug to stretch her legs.
"In the meantime, how about a real breakfast?" She said, turning slightly to look at Neal.

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Neal Cassidy

JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES AND POINT. WHATEVER SPOT YOU PICK, THAT'S OUR HOME.

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Neal knew that despite the many things in his life going from good to bad in his life, that this was definitely a good one. The best thing he could've ever had. A real life Bonnie and Clyde.

"Yes really." Neal said, smiling softly. He had one real person in this town, who he knew enough secrets about to 'convince' him to rent out some dress up party clothes. A suit for him, and, a dress for Emma. Neal chuckled softly, and, then softly shook his head. "Of course not."

This wasn't the first time he'd snuck into a party full of rich suck ups. When he was 16 he'd hired a suit, and, made his way into a party like that. For that one night, he'd been able to pretend to be important. Now, this could be another chance.

"I'm sure they wouldn't" Neal said, smiling softly. "Especially if we convince them they'll be donating to a very important cause."

Neal watched as Emma opened the door to the bug, and, he smiled before doing the same thing on his own side.

"A real breakfast sounds pretty good." Neal said, smiling at Emma.

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Of course Emma knew they weren't going to be hobo suits, she was only kidding.
Teasingly, she booped Neal's nose before getting out of the car; hot cocoa still in her hand. Emma stretched her arms, raising the cup high in the air before taking in the scent of the city. The scent of idiot people awaiting to be mugged, as rude as it sound.
"But first, I suggest we 'work' for some money." She said, shutting the door of the car and walked around the yellow bug to get to Neal.

"I was thinking.. bacon and eggs? Maybe grab some hot cocoa with cinnamon after." She knew the combination of hot cocoa and cinnamon wasn't a combination many liked. Especially after bacon and eggs. But she didn't care, she was living the life of a fairytale princess.
"Unless you want something different entirely." She smiled, sort of smugly as she teased Neal by walking away from the car.

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Neal Cassidy

JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES AND POINT. WHATEVER SPOT YOU PICK THAT'S OUR HOME.

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Neal smiled softly as Emma bopped his nose, before stepping out of the car. Neal stretched properly again, before taking in the scent of the air. There were people just waiting for their money to be stolen. They just had to find them.

“You’re right, I guess we have to” Neal said, watching as Emma came around next to him.

“Hmm, bacon and eggs and then hot cocoa. Well, that’s intriguing.” Most people don’t usually like that kind of meal choice, but, it didn’t matter. Neal and Emma liked it, and, that was the only important part. Neal was supposed to be a fairytale prince for right now.

“No, that sounds great to me” Neal said, walking up to Emma away from the car before placing his arm around her shoulder.

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Emma smiled and closed her eyes when Neal placed his arm around her shoulder, she leaned into him for a short moment and then pulled away.
"So what kind of show do we pull of this time? The 'oops I bumped into you' or the 'could you tell me the time' one?"
She was fine with either of them, or perhaps pulling them both off. They were easy tricks, Emma did these kind of pickpockets with her eyes shut.

They could also pull of something big like the pregnancy robbery they once did, man that one had her heart pumping a mile a minute, just because it was that exciting.
"We could also do something more dangerous?" She leaned into Neal again, slipping an arm around his waist to look at him with an angelic innocent smile.
Maybe Neal had some more ideas. It didn't matter to her what kind of pickpocket it was, as long as she was with him.

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Neal Cassidy

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Neal smiled softly and stood there next to Emma before watching her move away slightly.

“Hmm that’s a good question. Those are both good ones I’ll admit.”

Neal knew a lot of tricks that could be pulled off, he’d been doing this for a long time, and, could do it without even looking anymore.

He wasn’t sure if they should do one of the bigger heists, like that one they’d done a while ago. The rush was strong, and, he knew it was because it was a more thrilling one.

“I’m sure we could.” Neal said, smiling softly before placing his arm around Emma again.

“There’s a new trick I thought we could try. If you’re up for it that is.” Neal raised his eyebrows as he glanced back over to look at Emma.

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She tilted her head to the side, awaiting a decision from Neal. But it seemed he couldn't choose, that was fine with Emma as well. The city was big, so they had to pick out their target carefully. Old people were usually a bad idea, since bystanders would keep a strict eye on you. (Darn that stereotype of muggers picking on old people.)
It would have to be someone chaotic, maybe even late for something, they generally have no idea about their surroundings.
That's how Emma dealt with pickpocketing. Always look for a target that is distracted, and then aim for the weak spot. She got tons of phones that way. Not to mention she was never caught in the act, which proved that she was a natural thief. But with Neal on her side? Man, it was like taking candy from a baby.

Emma smiled when Neal placed an arm around her again and she looked up with a curious look in her eyes.
"Well, don't keep me waiting." She replied teasingly, a bit eager to find out what Neal's new trick was.

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Neal Cassidy

JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES AND POINT. WHATEVER SPOT YOU PICK, THAT'S OUR HOME.

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Neal found it hard to make a decision, there were a lot of choices to be made. But, as long as he was with Emma any of them would’ve been fine with him. Their targets had to be chosen carefully as well, just avoid old people and they should be fine.

The best choice would be someone busy who wouldn’t notice anything missing.

It had been the best way to do pickpocketing. It’s how he’d gotten the keys to the bug in the first place. That, and, a lot of other items. Neal had proven to be natural at it, since he had found it surprisingly easy to do without being caught. It was one thing doing it alone, but, he was unstoppable with Emma by his side.

Neal smirked softly as he looked at Emma with his arm around her.

“Ok, ok fine.” Neal said, looking at her. “There’s this new trick called ‘Um, I think you dropped something’. Basically you walk up to someone, and, pretend to hand them something. Then as they take it, you walk straight past them, and, slip it out of their pocket as you go.”

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