Zelena in Storybrooke (one shots)

Christmas Day

A/N: This is just a little one shot of the Mills household on Christmas Day. Also Henry will be younger in this story, around 8 and Robin around 6. Hope you enjoy:)
Zelenas POV
As the early morning light painted the sky with a plain blanket of complete white, mirroring the snow beneath, covering the entire of Storybrooke, I am abruptly awoken by a small voice squealing beside me. The brisk bite of the winter air brushed across my skin,along with the tiny finger poking at my ribs and shaking my arms impatiently. "Mummy, mummy wake up" she screeches at the top of her voice, immediately causing me to open my eyes wearily to observe an overexcited looking Robin beaming at my sleepy expression. "Mmhm what is it darling?" I croak placing a hand on my forehead then moving the tangled hair from my face and placing it behind my ear. "You need to get up and come downstairs right away.Santa's been and he's brought presents" the small redhead explains taking hold of my hand and pulling me from the warmth of the mattress and dragging me out of the room.

Even though Regina has tried to explain this Christmas thing to me over and over again, I still can't seem to understand what it's all about. Some guy called Santa is supposed to have broken into your house in the middle of the night to deliver presents with his eight magical horses or something who steer a flying sled across the skies to every child in the entire realm. Everyone knows any good driver of flying transport wouldn't need any animal to help steer. Take a broom for example, no flying monkeys are needed to help steer the way. It's ridiculous that humans will believe in such a twisted tale like this,but refuse to believe that such things as different realms exist. My sister has also informed me there is also a huge meal to be prepared and refuses to use magic as is 'part of the tradition' or whatever,so the both of us will be in the kitchen all day making various different things all day long.

However my daughter seems to love the idea of it all, she becomes more and more excited every year; even though I don't understand it myself,I love to see the joy in her eyes when she opens her presents.

"Hurry up hurry up" she urges pulling me into the lounge where I finally spot a perky Regina awaiting the both of us. "Oh good your awake. Here I made hot cocoa, I know you prefer tea but".
"It's the tradition" I finish smiling and taking the steaming cup letting it warm my palms. "Thank you. So where's Henry?" I ask after taking a small sip, the smell of the chocolate filling my nose. "I'm here" she shouts bounding into the lounge and diving for the presents under the tree. "Can I open one first? Please please please" he repeats immediately going for the biggest one. "I haven't seen that one before, it was here when I got up, do you know who it's from?" Regina whispers as Henry gets ready to unwrap it. "Yes that's from me. He's going to love it trust me. I mean he will, you I'm not so sure" I say barely able to conceal my laughter. "Go ahead honey" the brunette says as the boy starts to tear the paper off.

"Woah cool!" He exclaims as my sister shoots me a glare. "You bought him..drums?" She says her face plastered with a fake smile, and her eyes filled with a crazed look. "You're evil" she says nodding that smile still on her lips. "Not evil dear, wicked" I wink playfully, Immediately busting into giggles as I watch my sisters reaction. "Thanks aunt Zelena, they're awesome" he tells me running to give me a hug. "Yeah they're awesome, but Henry, do you know who I know would love to hear you play them? Emma. Maybe when I drop you off later we can take them play them for her maybe even keep them at  her place" she suggest a menacing grin across her lips. "Now who's evil" I say laughing at her comment. "Mummy can I go next?" Robin asks pulling a small box perfectly wrapped in green shiny paper from the pile. "Of course darling, who's it from?" I asks as she attempts to read the label. "It's from Regina" she tells me before ripping the paper off, to reveal a small plastic bow and arrow. As soon as my sister sees the gift she gives a warm smile and makes her way over to my daughter. "See now you can be just like your daddy. Do you like it?" She ask anxiously. She stops for a moment and takes the bow and raises to her cheek. "I love it! Look mum, i am Robin Hood,brave hero of Storybrooke and I am here to protect you!" She says shooting the arrow into a teddy bear sat on the arm of the sofa. "Very good my little outlaw" Regina chimes giggling at her performance.

After opening almost all of the presents I quickly pace upstairs to retrieve the last gift to give to my daughter. "Okay last one" I says handing her the box in anticipation. The tiny box is wrapped in gold paper topped with a white bow entangled cross the surface. As she carefully slides the ribbon from the gift, and unwraps the packaging she is left with a small black box in the centre of her palm. "Open it" I urge giving her a wide smile. Opening the lid, Robin reveals a small white pendant  on a silver chain glimmering against the light. "It's pretty" the redhead states taking it out of the box to admire it. "Well I thought, since mummy has a necklace to help focus her magic, it was only fitting that now your first starting to use your powers,you should have one to" I explain unhooking the clasp. "Really? Your going to let me use my magic?" She asks as I delicately place it around her neck. "Of course, you may have some of your fathers abilities, but your also the daughter of the once wicked witch. Although I don't want you to use for magic for doing awful things, I am still more than happy to help you develop it if you'd like".
"Magic? Yes I want to. Where can we start? Can you teach me how to magic some waffles, or poof around the house or throw fire like you do" she races excitedly jumping up and down. "Woah woah slow down there munchkin. We are going to start with the basics okay and build from there. So go and get dressed and we can get started".
And with that the child ran as fast as she could through the house and towards her room.