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Ouat prompt: Killian tries to dress his and Emma's kids up like pirates; Charming tries to dress them up as royals. ;)
Emma watches from across the room as her husband and father have an argument that looks far too serious to be about children's Halloween costumes. Killian's scowling and tapping his hook against his leg in agitation, while David keeps gesturing wildly as if oddly uncoordinated hand movements will make his argument more effective.
To everyone's surprise, Killian and David are more excited about the holiday than anyone else this year. Well, except Ruby, who turned up at the diner this morning dressed like a fox. Yes a fox. Apparently a wolf was too on the nose and a cat was too cliche.
Emma's honestly never put much thought into Halloween. She didn't get to go Trick or Treating much as a kid, and the years since have been scattered with the odd party here and there, but nothing particularly memorable or important.
Until now. Because according to basically everyone in town, two was old enough to know whether or not your parent's are taking you trick or treating, and to be angry if they aren't.
Thus started the costume debate.
After five minutes Emma and Mary Margaret had retired to the kitchen to drink hot chocolate, get started on the buckets of candy that seemed to be lying around everywhere, and watch the men squabble over what to dress the kids as. They couldn't get a word in edgeways anyway and neither of them are that worried about it.
Emma will be happy with whatever they wear, as long as they have a good time.
She snorts as Killian literally grinds his teeth together, a tiny leather coat clutched in his hand. (She's not even sure where he managed to find such realistic pirate costumes for a toddler and a baby, but she has to admit that they're pretty amazing.)
"How can you think that's better than this? It's yellow."
"It's regal."
"It's hideous."
David on the other hand, has dug up some children's formal wear from the Enchanted Forest. A little button down jacket, a ruffled shirt and shiny little shoes with buckles. Complete with a matching dress for the baby, all gold brocade and hand-stitched velvet.
This has been going on for hours. Hours.
Emma refuses to take sides. Despite her husband's repeated efforts to get her to back him up. ("Tiny little pirates, love. How could anything be better?)
In the end it's Henry who sorts it out. He shows up a while later (not in costume, he's a teenager, and "Halloween is stupid.") But it takes him all of two seconds to think of a solution none of them could come up with in five hours.
"Well obviously they should go as a pirate and his princess. Like mom and Killian."
(They get more candy than they know what to do with, everyone who answers the door and sees the mini me's all dressed up like their parents melts on the spot.)