What. A. Day. Emma was surprised she'd stayed awake all day. There was so much filing that needed doing, and she decided that today would also be the day she cleared her desk. She realised it may need emptying after she lost her phone for half an hour through all the paperwork. Being sheriff was not the easiest job, but she knew it wasn't going to be a walk in the park either. Still, at least now she could come home to Killian. Or so she thought.

Outside of the apartment, leaning steadily on the door was one of Henry's orange Nerf guns and a note. Emma tried to make out what the scribbled writing was saying. Sometimes her one handed boyfriend had (to put it gently) not the neatest of handwriting:

Swan,
Here is a Nerf gun for you - I have one for myself and am waiting inside. Whoever loses cooks dinner. Good luck x

Ohhh no. Emma did not slave away at work all day only to then come home and be forced to slave in front of the oven. She determinedly yanked the gun, checking that all the bullets were in tact. She gave a practice shot at the wall before reloading the gun. War time.

She kicked the door open, the gun held strongly in her hands. She scanned the room, her eyes permanently aimed ready to fire. She creeps slowly to the right side of the room to check by the couches. As she leans over to check behind the couch she feels something whack again her butt. She turns around alarmed to see a very smug looking pirate dive behind the kitchen island. He was hiding in the bedroom, why didn't she think of that?

"That's 5 points to me. If I get to 100 I win," Killian called out from his hiding place.

"No chance," Emma calls back as she tucks herself behind the couch.

Killian pops his head up to see where Emma's gone only to feel a bullet hit his head. He hears Emma's victory laugh sound from behind the couch. He stands up walking towards the couch silently. Emma looks up and gets shot. This only makes her laugh more. Killian leaps over the couch as she's crawling away on the floor awkwardly due to the gun still gripped in her hand that she used to try and shoot him back as she crawls. She eventually manages to stand run backwards trying to shoot him. Bullets fly through the sky. Emma dodges around one side of the island counter whilst Killian goes the other, both laughing from the childish situation they've found themselves in. Emma trips backwards and falls flat on her back, her gun flying across the room.

"You okay, love?" Killian stops firing to make sure she isn't hurt.

She takes a moment to reply, only managing to get out a nod inbetween her hysterical laughing. Killian joins her laughter, shooting her playfully in the stomach. "Stop, I'm defenceless!"

"Tough luck, lass," He laughs shooting her again. He goes to shoot for a third time only to find that he's out of bullets. He walks over and offers her a hand up. "I think I won,"

"Whatever," Emma laughed gently, taking his hand and pulling herself up. They look around at the mess they've left, tiny orange bullets scattered across the floor and on the furniture of the apartment. Who'd of guessed there'd be so many? "Maybe we should clean this up first?"

"Could take a while… Takeout?" Killian smiled.

"You read my mind," Emma smiled back. She picked up her gun as Killian was bending down to start collecting the bullets and swiftly shot him back in the butt. "Payback,"

He may have won this round, Emma thought to herself as she placed the two guns back in Henry's room, put he won't win the war.

First of many short Captainswan one shots. Please review and fave if you liked.