*Gasp!* Could it be? An new fanfic? Well, kind of. I was going through some old documents on my old Google Drive account, and I found a folder full of unfinished, hidden Snowing one-shots and drabbles. It doesn't look like I'll be back to full-time writing anytime soon, but the least I could do was share the hidden talent I had in those long-lost folders. Also, keep in mind that these are completely unedited.

This fanfic will be a collection of Snowing/OUAT one-shots and drabbles, whether I find them floating around in my computer hard drive, or I suddenly be inspired to write a quick story down as a writing exercise.

Thank you to those who are still sticking with me after all these years! It's because of you that I have not fully given up on my long-lost passion of writing. Every review counts!

WARNING: Unfinished; yet, full fluff ahead!

A Charming Day in the Kitchen (Rating: K)

"We're making cookies today! Everyone up off the couch and get in here!"

Three heads turned towards the kitchen at the sound of Snow's voice. Emma turned to her father, both with raised, questioned eyebrows. Henry was the first up.

"Really?!" Henry eagerly asked as he ran up to Snow's side, watching as she pulled down a large glass bowl from the cabinet.

"Really?" Emma muttered quietly so only David could hear. She and David looked back towards the kitchen.

"Come on, we can't spend this Saturday doing nothing," Snow reasoned. She looked up at the two on the couch.

"Snow-"

"Charming, you're helping."

He sighed, turning his head toward his daughter. Emma looked back at him, quietly muttering, "David, she's doing it again."

"I'll go talk to her," he replied in a low voice. He got up and walked into the kitchen. Emma watched silently.

For the past week, everything was going back to normal. In a good way. Regina slowly (but surely) turned good, Mr. Gold - Rumplestiltskin, Emma corrected in her mind - stopped making life-threatening deals, Red had her cloak and knew how to control herself, and Henry stayed with the three Charmings, making them a family.

And Snow did not take one bit of that for granted.

"Snow, are you doing what I think you're doing?" David murmured when he got to Snow's side.

She turned towards him, keeping her voice low as Henry helped himself to a few chocolate chips already put out on the counter. "Charming, come on, we need to do something as a family. Everything has gone back to normal, and we can finally be the family we never got to be."

He ran his hands up and down her arms as he whispered. "I know, and I want that too, but I think you're pushing it a bit too fast."

She pressed her lips together and thought about it. Before she could change her mind, David continued. "Alright, I'll bring Emma in here."

Snow smiled and stood on her toes, placing a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you, Charming."

He smiled back before turning around. Emma saw him coming towards her and already had a worried look on her face.

"Let me guess, we're baking cookies today, aren't we?"

"Yep." David stretched out his hand towards Emma and she took it, standing up with his help.

-o-o-o-

Once all the ingredients were set out and everyone was standing in the kitchen, they got to work. Snow assigned Henry to read the instructions out loud, Emma to measuring, David to pouring and mixing, and herself to the actual baking.

"How am I supposed to measure this? Something about patting it down?"

Snow went from Henry over to Emma, who was holding a quarter measuring cup, only half full of brown sugar. "Yes, pack it down tightly until it reaches the top."

(end)