Hook discovers... Electricity
Turn off lights, turn on the show for me tonight
Emma had attempted to sleep; it was late at night and the peak of a new moon. The scenery outside was blanketed with darkness and untouchable by her eyes, so she had decided to close her window, as the view would mean nothing anyway. With a sigh of contentment her eyes fluttered closed and the only sound throughout the house was the hum of the air conditioning.
Hook had made bed out on the futon while Henry had taken the guest bedroom. Her parents, on the contrary, had gladly moved out to live their own lives. Emma had begun to drift into a gentle sleep until she heard it.
Snap
Her eyes snapped open at the sound but then she realized it was only the glow of the kitchen light. Again she attempted to close her eyes and drift away, it was late as it was and she wanted to get at least a nap's worth.
Snap
The light turned off.
Snap
Back on again.
Snap
Snap
Snap
Emma gritted her teeth and furrowed her brow, hearing the sound twice more before opening her eyes. She sighed, pulling out of bed and pulling a robe around her exposed body before making her way out of her room and into the kitchen.
The sight that greeted her was awfully puzzling.
Hook stood there, in his casual pajamas - which were only sweats that left his amazing stomach exposed - cocked head as his hands drifted over the light switch.
"Hook...?" She asked, voice sleep-laden.
He looked at her, brows knitted together closely. "Emma! What is this witchcraft?"
For a moment she was confused, the scene was odd as it was, not to mention slightly erotic. Then she realized, for he kept switching the switch and looking up at the kitchen light. Inwardly, she moaned. "Electricity."
"Electricity..." he mirrored, relived it had a name. His trademark smirk fit back into place smugly. "And what is the meaning of it?"
Their chatter had awoken Henry, who approached the two while scratching his crusted eyes. "What is going on?" He mumbled, forehead rose as he rubbed one hand along the surface.
Emma frowned, not happy that her son had awoken. Quickly she checks her phone and got the time. 3:37. With an irritated sigh she sat down on the couch. "The meaning Hook, is to let light in when it is dark outside. New Moon example A."
His brow was still knitted in confusion, but no longer did his hand switch at the switch. "Isn't that the reason for candles?"
Her head was in her hands as she shook it, "candles burn things, and house fires aren't appreciated these days. So a brilliant man invented artificial light."
He snorted, "It is a pathetic excuse for light."
Henry still stood there groggily and Emma finally turned her attention to him. She pat her hand down on the couch beside her, "tell you what Kid, we'll take a field day tomorrow. You can stay home tomorrow as long as you stay up with us adults."
His eyes lightened, Henry liked school but never did he miss the opportunity to miss it. Normal little opportunist child. "Thanks Mom!"
She nodded, motioning for Hook to join her other side. He nodded contently, looking a lot like the confused, tired Henry. It was odd how much they looked alike at times. "Tell you what Captain," she began, "you go into that cupboard and pull out all the candles you can find. There is a lighter in there also. And you Kid," she turned her head to Henry, "you go under the television and pull out a board game of your choosing. And also make sure all the lights are put out, candles only tonight. And then in the morning we can all go to sleep. I'll be making the coffee."
Hook did as he was told but he looked at her with another streak of confusion. "What is a board game?"
She shook her head and snorted, though a grin smeared along her lips, "you'll see Hook. Now go, get them."
Henry dashed away, the same smile peeled along his lips. And oh God how Hook was going to like this new world, with all its amenities. Or... he was going to hate it while he got used to it. Either way.
A / N Hope you enjoyed this story! Sorry that its short, I have a bad habit of having them be short. :/ This should be the general length for each one though, unless if I really like it. But I understand you guys got priorities so... yeah. If you have a prompt you'd like me to do send it to me! Do not be shy! I will write any prompt, so send it to me. As long as it involves Domestic!Hook. Farewell and have a good day my Shipmates.