Dahlia gave the town a few hours to calm down a bit before she made her way into the center of town. She knew everyone else had gathered there; she could tell by the sound. And wasn't it odd, still, to be in Storybrooke and thinking about her kingdom left behind in the Enchanted Forest?

Shaking her head, Dahlia glanced around as she walked, waiting to see if she'd come across anyone familiar in town.

Violet was already making her way into the crowd, her bag slung over her shoulder and her sweatshirt displaying the logo of the dance company. It definitely felt odd, trying to find her sisters in the mess, and she found a tree stump to stand on to try to see over the crowd.

Dahlia spotted a few of the sisters making their way around, having found each other and banded together. Shaking her head, she continued to make her way around, nodding when she saw one of her people but making no move to seek them out yet. She did snort at Violet standing on a tree stump, though, making her way over just to be out of the relative chaos.

The tree stump was small, and Violet was perched easily on it on one foot. She grinned when she spotted a couple of her sisters, and Dahlia at the same time.

Dahlia and the group of sisters ended up moving over at about the same time, though Dahlia stayed out of the way of the family reunion of sorts. She did, however, snag another of the sisters to go join the group.

Violet laughed when all of her sisters finally appeared. They all came together to into a tangled group hug, all trying to physically contact the rest all at the same time. It took a few moments for Violet to break away from the mob and go over to Dahlia.

"Hey," she said, grinning a bit.

"Hello," Dahlia greeted with a bit of a smile. "I see your sisters all managed to get back alright." She figured that would have been important to them all, finding each other again as soon as they knew. Having no siblings of her own, this was only a guess on her part.

"All twelve of us," Violet said, nodding. She smiled brightly. "And most of us were together the whole time and didn't even know it."

Dahlia nodded. "Good," she murmured. "I am glad you are not separated." Because while she didn't know the sisters really well personally, she knew of them. And having no family of her own, she knew how important it must be to the sisters.

"What about you?" Violet asked. "Is there anyone you're trying to find?" She didn't know Dahlia all that well, but there still had to be someone.

Dahlia shrugged. "I am looking to see how many of my subjects are here, but there is no one in particular, no."

"Nobody?" Violet asked, her expression falling a bit. "There has to be someone...?"

Dahlia smiled a bit. "No one special to me," she said gently.

Violet bit her lip a little. Nobody should be alone, not on a day like that. She grabbed Dahlia's wrist.

"Then join my sisters and I," she said. "There's more than enough of us to go around."

Dahlia let out an undignified little yelp but let herself be dragged into the crowd of females. They ranged in age from probably ten-ish years younger than herself to a bit older than herself. She blinked as she looked around at them.

"Dahlia, my sisters," Violet said, grinning. "In order: Maria, Gillian, Anne, Pia, Alanna, Cynthia, Victoria, Genevieve, Corinne, Jesse, and Holly." There were various 'hi's and 'hello's as each name was given.

Dahlia nodded to each in return. "It may take me a few times to get you all straight," she said, glancing around at them.

"We're surprised we can keep us all straight sometimes," one of the girls younger than Violet piped up, grinning. "We had a lot of people refer to us by numbers."

Dahlia snorted. "I see. It does make a certain kind of sense." Not that she would do that, but it did make sense.

"Yup," the girl said, beaming. "I'm Pia, by the way. Fifth in line."

Violet just rolled her eyes a bit at her sister, even as Maria took over.

"We do need to figure out housing arrangements," she said. "That is, if everyone younger than Alanna wants to live with us instead of where the curse placed them."

"Where do you all live?" Dahlia asked, looking at them. She knew there were some apartment buildings in town, but she was curious. She did have a little house to herself, but she didn't have room for more than two or three people, including herself.

"Maria and Gillian share the apartment over the studio," Violet said. "I've got an apartment near the waterfront." She looked at her sisters.

"We share one," Pia and Alanna said at the same time. They looked at each other and grinned.

"And I have one," Anne added.

"So scattered all over," Dahlia said. "Hmm. That is a bit complicated." She shrugged. "You'd almost have to take over your own building to all live together."

Most of the sisters paused at that.

"It's an idea," Maria said slowly. "But we would have to get the okay from Mr. Gold about it, since he owns most of the town."

"That will likely require some negotiating, which I can oversee as a third party without personal interests," Dahlia offered. "If you would like."