A/N: While I was thinking over Emma's complicated love life, I went to Youtube and searched for Once Upon a Time style trailers of Mamma Mia! I found one and it was about Snow and Emma as Sophie and Donna respectively. I think you can tell who the three guys are. I liked it but there were things I wanted to change. So, hope you enjoy this story.
"Mom, do I have to go to rehearsal?" Henry groaned as he shot an arrow at one of the targets set at the far end of the field. "I had whole day planned. It was going to be Operation Warrior."
Emma rolled her eyes at her son of 13. "Yes, you do."
"But what if I don't want to?" Henry crossed his arms. Emma rolled her eyes. He definitely gets that trait from me.
"Then, I will take away your hot cocoa with cinnamon," Emma retorted, knowing how much her kid was a sucker for those shared cocoas with her and Grandma Snow. She watched with sheer satisfaction as his mouth dropped open and he finally conceded. Emma ruffled his hair and walked with her son back to the castle.
"Henry, there you are!" Snow exclaimed as she hugged her grandson. "Regina and I have been worried sick!"
"Grandma, I was just at the practice field." Henry couldn't help but chuckle at his grandma's protectiveness. According to his mom, when he was born Snow employed to guards to remain outside his door. "Where's Regina?" He asked, referring to his mother's godmother.
"She was about to look for you but she got sidetracked," Snow said. "Come on, let's go over to the throne room." They went to a set of double doors with the kingdom's crest painted on the door. Snow pushed the doors open to reveal a room with a high ceiling draped with tapestries depicting the kingdom's history. In the center was a floor for dancing if there ever was a ball along with a dais where 4 thrones sat: three that were complete and one that was still in the process of being made.
"Come on, Henry. Your coronation is in two days. It's time for you to practice," Emma reminded him. In their kingdom, it was a custom that a prince at the age of 13 would be crowned as an heir to the throne. "Now, remember, don't be nervous. Your whole family will be here."
"Not everyone," Henry muttered with a small bitter tone.
"Henry..." Snow said, sensing the storm coming on.
"No. Mom, grandma. Don't get me wrong, I love you and all but it just doesn't feel complete. I want my father here." He had never known his father. He had always wondered why he never had one. All his friends had fathers heck, even his mother got to at least spend some time with her father, King Charming. He had always asked his mom what happened to his dad but he never knew because his mom would change the subject.
"Mom, even one of the traditions needs a father there for the coronation."
"But you have David and Uncle Robin," Snow reminded him.
"It doesn't feel the same," Henry said. He turned on his heel and went out the door. "Henry!" Emma called and tried to go after him but her mother held her back.
Henry headed to the stable and saddled his white mare with brown spots, Kiara. He then rode his horse out to the forest. He stopped at a small cottage and knocked on the door. It opened to reveal a girl with fair skin and red hair. When she saw who it was, she smiled. "Henry. It's great to see you. Come in." She opened the door wider and let him take a seat.
"It's great to see you too, Grace. Where's your dad?" He asked.
"Papa's busy. He said that he needed to go to the market," Grace explained. "What brings you here? I thought you'd be practicing for your coronation."
"I was going to but I left. I just can't do it, Grace. I just don't feel ready." He ran a hand through his hair.
"But you don't need a father. You have a family. You have your mom, your grandparents, and Regina, Robin, and Roland. You haveā¦" She didn't finish her sentence and looked down, a blush colouring her cheeks.
"I have what?" Henry asked.
"Friends. I meant to say friends," Grace said, doing her best to meet his eyes.
"Oh." Henry said, sounding a little disappointed. Silence enveloped them for a little while as each was lost in their own thoughts. Henry's was occupied with finding out who his father was while Grace's was busy with thoughts of the boy sitting across from her.
"So, what do you plan to do?" Grace asked, breaking the silence.
"What do you mean?" Henry asked a little too innocently.
"Henry, I know you. You always tend to come up with these crazy operations and plans. Don't think for one second I can be fooled." She crossed her arms and gave him a knowing look.
"Well, I had a plan. But this came as a last resort. My grandparents sometimes mention this man. It is said he can do anything for you, provided that you grant him a deal. I didn't quite catch his name though." He looked up to see Grace with a shocked expression on her face.
"I think I may know who he is."
"You do? Tell me."
"No! I can't. My father said he's dangerous. The magic he gives out always comes with a price. I don't want anything bad to happen to you."
"Grace, please."
"No."
"But it's my father. I need to know who he is. Wouldn't you do the same for Mr. Jefferson?" The last sentence caught Grace's attention. Of course, she would. She loved her father. He was all she had left. She didn't have anyone who knew her as much as he did. He was her partner, her anchor. Without him, she would be lost. But she couldn't let Henry rush into this. It would be dangerous. She would worry for him. But one look at her friend's expression showed that he was not going to give up.
"Alright. I'll help." She then launched into her explanation.
A/N: That's chapter one. Please drop a review.
