Snow entered, panting heavily. "We need to go NOW!" she cried. They had seconds before an angry Huntsman would be upon them.
"We can't go yet, we still haven't found the Screaming Eagle. What happened to the distraction?" asked Grumpy.
"We're using as an escape. Lets go!" They were pressed for time. At most, they had a few second before he or his guards would be upon them.
All of a sudden the mirror, still tucked under Snow's arm, started to glisten. A sparkling light was reflected on the mirror directing towards a specific section in the cellar.
"What in the seven hells is that?" asked Grumpy. He couldn't believe it. The girl actually took something so utterly useless as a trinket. The audacity!
"it's a portal to a land of wonder where cats can disappear and rabbits can talk," she rolled her eyes, "What does it look like? It's a mirror." Bash snorted. Grumpy turned to face him, his eyes full of fury. This wasn't going to end well for them.
Snow walked towards where the light seemed to shine the brightest, the dead center. She plucked three bottles, one from the top, one from the middle, and one from the very bottom. Those would just have to do.
"We got something. That's better than nothing, now lets go." She motioned towards a small wooden hatch on the floor. Grumpy snarled; in no way, shape, or form was he about to let her have her way yet again.
"You want us to go? Fine. Leave the mirror." They were running out time.
"Get your ass down the hatch before I throw it down. I'm not about to get caught because you decided to act like a girl on her cycle."
Three words, all he said was three words, "I'm not moving." For all he cared that Huntsman bastard could capture all of them, as long as he didn't have to be under the reign of this dictator a moment longer.