-Part 1-

AN: Here's the film festival fic! So first of all, this fanfic is my baby. The film festival has been a Headcanon of mine since season 2 started. It is crazy ridiculous fluffyness. Like seriously, it's just cuteness. I feel like there should be more conflict, but honestly I like having some fluff amidst the fast pace of the show. I feel like the characters deserve some time to just have a film festival!

Marian isn't alive in this fic. Nothing against her character, but I wanted OQ fluff and her presence would hinder the fluff.

Please enjoy, and considering how long I've been planning this fic, it'd be pretty damn awesome for you to leave a review too!

And disclaimer (normally I don't do these bc well obviously I don't own anything otherwise it'd be happening on the show, not in fanfiction) but I don't own OUAT or Disney or anything else that I mention in this.

It wasn't entirely clear where the idea had originated. Somehow, the idea for a film festival over a weekend during the crazily hot summer they had been having came up, and everyone seemed to get very attached to the concept very quickly. There hadn't been time for even a breath of fresh air pretty much ever since the first dark curse had broken, so complete focus on just a fun weekend to poke fun at the citizens of Storybrooke made everyone incredibly excited.

It was decided quickly Granny's would cater the event, and some other people around town offered to bring in certain dishes. On the Thursday afternoon before the festival, Emma Swan and her son, Henry Mills, were sitting in that very diner, watching the endless line of people walking in to volunteer to bring food and speak with Granny about it, parading by like the endless line of sweltering days in their little town. Emma fanned herself rapidly with a napkin, trying to focus on what her son was doing.

"So I feel like we should start with Snow White. It just kinda feels right, you know?" Henry said, tapping the end of his pencil thoughtfully on the pad of paper that he was writing the list of movies they would be showing in the town square.

"Absolutely," Emma replied, scooping some of her chocolate milkshake up with one of Granny's delicate silver spoons. As she swallowed, she looked thoughtful. "And Killian has been bothering me for weeks now about not playing Peter Pan." They both made eye contact with totally straight faces.

"That'll go next then," Henry said decidedly.

"'Atta boy," Emma smirked, thinking about what his face would look like when he fully understood what exactly 'waxed mustaches and perms' meant. She was discovering how much fun it could be to mess with him, now that he was her boyfriend.

She still wasn't completely positive as to how saying that made her feel, but she knew it made butterflies jump around in her stomach, and her heart beat just a little faster. If she had seen herself in this state just about a year ago, she wouldn't have believed it was Emma Swan. She couldn't even fathom the idea of being this blissfully happy, and yet there she was, living through the experience.

It was very new though. They weren't entirely sure how to deal with it. They had just started dating a few months ago, but when Emma had bought a new apartment because Neal was making Mary Margaret and David's place too crowded, she had invited him to join her. She had offered under the guise of being practical. "I mean, you're kind of homeless right now," she remembered casually telling him, "And with Henry at Regina's half the time, it'd be pointless to have a pretty big apartment for just one person." Emma was fairly sure that Killian hadn't bought for even a second that practicality was the only reason for her offer, but he hadn't questioned her on it either. He hadn't even thrown her a knowing smirk or anything. Must be growing up, she thought briefly. Now the two of them lived in a nice place that had a view of the ocean, and Henry joined them half the time. It almost felt like a...family. Sometimes. Emma didn't really know.

It was new.

Ruby sauntered over to their table, placing hamburgers down in front of them. "Here you go. Don't know how you are possibly gonna eat something so hot though. Hopefully things will have cooled down a little by tomorrow, or else I don't know if anyone will eat anything accept for snow-cones and milkshakes."

"Nothing wrong with a good snow-cone or milkshake though," Henry smiled, taking a huge bite out of his burger.

"No, but Granny will throw a fit if our food goes to waste. She's been having us all slaving away over the stove for days, as if we aren't close enough to passing out from the heat already."

"I'm sure it'll be fine," Emma reassured. "And speaking of, do you have any ideas about what else to show? We're trying to come up with a list, but there are so many good options, it's hard to decide."

Ruby looked across the diner to where Dr. Whale was sitting, sipping an iced tea on his lunch break. Emma couldn't help but observe that the iced tea was all he was having, something that would've been easy to have at the hospital, and a hell of a lot cheaper. It also didn't escape her notice that Whale had been looking up to wherever Ruby was around the diner so often it sometimes looked like he had a neck spasm. "Oh yeah," she smirked, looking back at them, "I have a few ideas."

Since Henry didn't have any school to go to, they stayed in the diner for hours, getting countless refills on their milkshakes. Ruby would stop by the table if she had a free moment to give them more suggestions, and a few other town residents stopped by the table to give some ideas.

By the end of the day, they had the lineup of movies, all of which would poke fun at somebody in town. Kilian badgered her all night about whether she had ended up putting Peter Pan in, but she refused to say, telling him with a cheeky grin that he'd have to wait until tomorrow to find out.