Chapter 3

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"I'm baack" Henry's voice was cheerful, his arms full with the bag of food.
"What did I miss?"

"Uhh..." Emma quickly turned her head to Regina.
"We really didn't get around to any ideas with quality" Regina returned a look that perfectly said Nice job being subtle, dear
When it came to Henry, Regina was best at handling diffusing situations he didn't need to be a part of.

Henry unknowingly shrugging off the odd encounter with his mothers, set the food down on the counter.
"Alright...two grilled cheeses..." Henry began sorting out the food and handed each sandwich to his mothers.

"I'm...I'm sorry what is this?" The mayor wrinkled her nose to present an equally confused and disgusted expression.

"Oh c'mon mom! Don't pretend like you haven't considered trying it... just this once?" Henry let out a small whine and a look Regina knew all too well. The queen wasn't sure if she'd seen it more often from Henry or his mother.

Regina decided to pick her battles and this was one she was willing to lose. Is it really even a loss to see that smile on her son's face. She picked up the sandwich and took a cautious bite while watching Henry's delighted reaction.

As the evening went on, Henry began incessantly raving about one thing or another... Regina wasn't really paying attention. She couldn't pay attention, not with Emma sitting right across from her. The both fidgeted nervously, accidentally playing footsie with one another from time to time. Once one of them discovered it was indeed the other one's foot, they would immediately pull away in agonizing regret. Regina would excuse herself every once in a while for a refill on the wine and a couple of shots of tequila she kept hidden away for... emergencies. While Regina continued with her composure, Emma could tell she was fading fast.

"Hey kid, why don't you sleep here tonight? It's getting late and it would just make sense." Emma tried her best to use her best maternal tone she could muster up at such late hours.

Henry nodded and soon after scurried to his room, but not before kissing his mothers goodnight.

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