Captain Swan One Shots

Yo Ho, A Pirate's Egg Hunt for Me

Summary: Never let a pirate plan an Easter egg hunt.

Rating: G

Note: Just some Easter fun at the expense of our Captain. Hope you enjoy it! ~Steph

...Yo Ho, A Pirate's Egg Hunt for Me: Part 1/1...

"Swan," Killian began, as he sat down across from his wife and her mother at Granny's. "Why are there bunnies and eggs covering every bloody surface of this diner?"

"It's for Easter," she replied. "It's in a couple of weeks. I think this is just the first time we've actually been in this realm to celebrate it."

Killian arched a brow. "And what exactly does this holiday entail in this realm?"

Snow smiled. "Kids visit the Easter Bunny. They decorate Easter eggs. They have Easter egg hunts. You give kids baskets filled with candy and trinkets."

Killian nodded. "I see. So this is a children's holiday."

Emma shrugged. "More or less."

Snow leaned forward. "That's not true at all. Families also have a big feast. Easter can be fun for all ages. And, Hook, since you brought it up, I know Regina is looking for someone to organize Storybrooke's annual Easter egg hunt in the park."

Emma let out a scoff. "Mom, I really don't think Killian is interested in organizing an Easter egg hunt for a bunch of kids."

Killian held up his hook. "Hold on. If there's anything a pirate likes, it's a good old fashioned treasure hunt."

"See," Snow said with a self-satisfied smile at her daughter.

"Killian, you don't need to feel obligated just because my mother asked you." Emma held up her left hand, flashing her engagement and wedding rings. "We're married now. You don't need to keep trying to impress her."

He shook his head. "I do not feel obligated. A year ago, I was torn away from you and this town. And I wasn't prepared for how much I missed it. Storybrooke is my home now, Emma. I think it's high time I start acting as such and begin contributing to this community."

"I think helping to defend it from the villain-of-the month is more than enough contribution," Emma replied.

Snow patted her daughter's hand. "Emma, if your husband would like to volunteer to organize the Easter egg hunt, then let him." She paused and winked. "It will be good practice for when you have little ones of your own soon and have Easter egg hunts in your backyard."

Emma's eyes grew wide, as she exchanged a glance with her husband.

Emma cleared her throat uncomfortably. "We've only been married a year, Mom. Slow down."

Killian's lips slid into a smile, as he linked his fingers with wife's. "I look forward to the day when we can share such events with our children, love."

Emma smiled at the thought. Easter had never been anything special for her growing up. No big feast. No egg hunts. No visits to the Easter Bunny or dying eggs. She never even got an Easter basket. The most she ever got was a few measly little chocolate eggs.

She wanted things to be different for their children. She wanted to start traditions and make memories as a family.

...

It was Easter morning and the hunt was set to begin. Everyone arrived at the park as scheduled.

Emma smiled at Killian. "I am so proud of you for taking this on. You didn't even ask for any help."

He cocked a brow. "Swan, I'm a pirate. I've been on many a treasure hunt. I hardly see how a children's hunt for eggs would be a challenge."

Emma chuckled. "You've never witnessed an Easter egg hunt before. The kids can be brutal. Parents too. It can devolve into total chaos."