How Does This Tree Work?

Everyone is probably OOC (except Regina and Emma because in my head they are married and this is how they torture their son). Also plot? What plot?


Henry sat at the table with his brow soaked in sweat and forehead creased in a frown. Around him on the table, the floor and the overflowing trash bin were crumpled pieces of paper. The pencil in his hand snapped as he yelled in frustration.

Emma laughed from her place nestled in the crook of Regina's arm. Henry rolled his eyes. It made him physically sick watching his Moms snuggle up like lovesick teenagers. Why couldn't they just get a room?

A bowl clattered to the floor and he turned his attention to the couple in the kitchen. As if his parents weren't enough, he sighed. Snow and Charming were just as bad, if not worse.

"This is all your fault, you know that right?" He said to no one in particular.

Regina raised her eyebrows. It was kind of their fault, every single one of them. She did not mind admitting that she enjoyed Henry's distress at attempting to draw his family tree.

"Will someone try and help me?" He groaned.

Regina got off the couch and Emma followed. From the kitchen the Charmings came over to offer their two cents.

"Okay so start with your grandpa and me," Snow pointed to the top of the page.

"I'm actually your step mother," Regina quirked a brow, "Put me on top."

Emma smirked and everyone else but Regina pretended not to notice.

"You also need to be at the bottom, hon." Emma leaned in closer to her.

"But I start on top,"

Henry covered his ears. "Oh God! Stop it!"

Both women only smirked in response.

"Any helpful suggestions?"

"You're the last link, let's start at the bottom and work our way up," Emma offered.

"You've ruined it with all your suggestions of tops and bottoms. No kid wants to think about his moms like that," Henry got off the chair and made his way to the door.

"We can do this," Snow took his place on the chair.

"Okay so Regina and my father go at the top on this end. Gold goes on this end. Wait, that isn't right... Okay I go here and the other set of grandparents, Gold, can go there. Charming besides me. Emma next. Regina with Emma. We can have two Regina's, right? We have two Regina's. There! Neal and Emma to Henry, Regina to Henry. See that doesn't look so bad." She held up the paper for everyone else to inspect.

"Why did you have to marry your step-granddaughter?"

"When you put it like that, makes me sound so old."

"You are," Snow mocked.

"And you're like my older sister, mom."

Snow cringed. "Don't remind me."

"I'll give this to Henry at school," Snow folded the paper and slipped it into her pocket.