Okay guys this my first time writing fanfics and this my o/s from a prompt that I got from from someone you guys might know as oh_my_helena.
I love her she is my beta angel and my Cora muse whisperer and I am currently writing 2 multichaps because of this prompt. So look out for those as well or not depending on how you like this and as per her request I will add more one shots to this story as well.
So anywho, the prompt was to make Cora Robin's mother meeting Regina for the first time.
So prepare yourselves to becoming Cora Locksley trash. While I hide bc it's literally
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P.s Cora is supposed to be a normal human being and Richard is a character I made up bc I think she deserves a little loving ;) and please review thank you !
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"Regina, babe, you're babbling. You know you have nothing to worry about, everything is going to be fine-"
"I'm not babbling, Robin. I just want everything to be perfect when you come home with them. I don't know if I should have picked white wine instead of red." Regina huffs in frustration. "Are you sure they like lasagna? What time do you think you'll be home? I still need to get changed because I spilled sauce all over my new blouse-" She blurts out all at once.
Grinning from ear to ear, Robin fake coughs into the phone, gaining her attention back to him. She's really quite adorable when she's nervous. "You're doing-"
"The babbling thing again." He hears her sigh before she starts again. "I just want everything to be perfect. I can only meet your parents for the first time once and from what you said about your mother, I just want everything-"
"To be perfect." He bites on his bottom lip as he finishes her sentence."I know babe. You may have mentioned that once or twice."
Regina gives out a small chuckle on the other end of the line.
Gods. Her laugh must be the most beautiful thing in the world Robin has ever heard. She's been a mess since Robin got a call from his mum last Saturday, saying that she and his father would be flying in to see him because heavens forbid he flies across the pond to visit them or pick up the telephone to let them know he's alive. And before Robin could even protest, his mother talked him into it without him even realizing what she had done and ended the conversation with a "We'll see you at the airport Friday afternoon at 3:45on the dot."
So here he is, looking at his watch more often than not. He turns towards the sea of people arriving, his eyes searching for his parents. And ah, there they are. At 3:45 on the dot. But then again, how could he miss them really? Especially when his mother is talking on her bluetooth (working no doubt) with all that glory, dressed in a fine tailored black business suit, walking as if she owned the whole place. Cora Locksley, always has something about her that makes everyone and everything around her seem insignificant. She could talk you into selling your soul and then sell it back to you for three times its worth.
And then there is his father Richard, who is the complete opposite of his wife. He's more down to earth, owns a small craftsman shop. Currently trailing not too far behind, holding their bags (mostly hers) just basking in his wife's presence. Robin, till this day, has no idea how they ended up with each other. Every time the question comes up, he either gets a sweet "Because she completes me." response from his father or a sickening innuendo about his father's manhood or a mention of the fact that he's the best lover she's ever had from his mother. Which brings the the handsy, flirtatious side out of both of them, practically scaring him for life every now and then. So he just avoids the subject at all cost.
Weaving through the crowd, waving at his parents, he reassures Regina for good measure once again and they exchange 'I love you's. He tells her that they should be home in an hour or so and he hangs up right before his parents reach him.
"Hey, mum, dad. How was your-" Robin gets cut short as Cora pulls him into a tight embrace as if she hasn't seen him in years.
"My sweet Robbie, ah, I've missed you." Cora coos as she pulls back a little to get a better look at her son.
"Come on, Cora. Don't suffocate the poor lad. We only have one, you know." Richard teases her as he pulls Robin, saving him from his mother's grasp.
"Well, we wouldn't have to worry about that if he gives us grandchildren, now would we, dear?"
Robin grimaces at his mother's comment and prays to whatever gods are up there that she doesn't bring that particular subject up in front of Regina during their stay.
Richard chokes back a laughter as he gives his son a knowing look and a pat on the back before handing him a few of the bags. "How are you doing, my boy?" He asks and he looks around Robin, as if searching for someone else. "Where's that lass you wouldn't stop talking about your on your last call?"
"Yes. Where is this mystery woman you've been seeing dear? You didn't break up already, did you? And here I thought everything was going so well." Cora chimes in with a hint of sarcasm and a disappointed look tossed over her shoulder. She wipes the nonexistent dust off the back of her husband's sports jacket, shamelessly copping a feel of his rear. Then leaning over his shoulder a little, she whispers something, which has Richard turn his neck to face her, winking and grinning devilishly.
Bloody teenagers, Robin thinks to himself and gives a forced chuckle and an inward eye roll, keeps up his pace heading towards the car.
"No mum, she's at home cooking us all a lovely meal for when we get there, and I expect you-" Robin turns to look at his mother dead in the eye as he opens the door of his black BMW "to be on your best behavior. No embarrassing questions, no intimidating tactics, I'm warning you, nothing of the sorts."
Giving him an amused grin, Cora is about to retort to said accusations but gets interrupted by her phone going off again. Work as usual.
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The drive home lasts a bit longer than expected. The traffic from JFK to Brooklyn has been bumper to bumper from the rush hour and the accident that clearly happened right before they hit the Triborough Bridge, which gives Robin the time to shoot Regina a text while he's at a stand still, giving her a heads up that they would be arriving a little late.
The men talk of sports for the rest of the ride while Cora sits in the back, taking business call after business call one, of which has her firing her latest assistant Sydney Glass in such a way, Robin can't believe it and he's sitting right in front of her.
Gazing out the window, Cora immediately cuts her last call short once they arrive at Robin's town house. As soon as the car comes to a complete stop, she quickly slides out and her red Jimmy Choos make clicking sounds as they come in contact with the pavement. The last time she visited Robin, he had just bought the place and started the renovation. It was a complete mess. Debris every where, walls torn down, power tools laying around. Robin thought for a split second that he was going to stay there during the renovation. Cora only laughed at the notion and absolutely insisted that Robin stays with them in their small but luxurious apartment on the Upper East Side. But now it's beautiful, having restored the brick to its natural reddish brown and cast iron railing that leads up to the hand carved dark oak door barring the family's last name in the center.
"Robin, it turned out gorgeous! You really outdid yourself, I see." Cora states as she flashes a look of sheer pride at Robin who has come up to stand right beside her.
"Well, mum, when you're an architect who takes forgotten buildings and gives them life again, you tend to pick up a thing or two." He says with a smile while walking up the steps.
"Oh yes, a thing or two." Cora murmurs to herself, still standing and admiring her son's work, tracing every last detail over with her eyes. She jumps when she feels a hand on her back, breaking her concentration. Her breath hitches a little when her eyes meet the soft blue grey of her husband's.
"I see I can make you weak at the knees even after all these years, my love." Richard chuckles as he wiggles his eyebrows at her. Leaning in for a kiss, Cora just scoffs and rolls her eyes playfully.
"Still cocky as the first time I met you. Pity." She shrugs and gives him a once-over, leaving him behind as she walks past him.
Richard groans and puts a hand over his heart acting wounded when she turns to him midway "Are you coming or are you going to stand there pouting all night like a child?"
"I would follow you to the ends of the earth, my love." He comes up to her, stealing a quick kiss before adding that he very much enjoys the view.
Motioning him to take the lead again, Cora just smiles and shakes her head.
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The interior of their son's house is just as spectacular as the outside. The high ceilings host fully restored glass window above the entryway. Dark wood flooring flows throughout the rooms and trimmings of the light grey walls. Robin sets the luggage next to the stairway.
"So this is it." Robin says humbly, gesturing to the space. He's about to offer a tour when the swift heel clicks coming out from the kitchen catch his attention. He turns around to find Regina quickly removing an apron and placing it on the hallway table and slowing down her pace a little bit as she makes her way towards them.
He knows very well that her nerves are getting the best of her but she looks so radiant. She is wearing an ocean blue short sleeve dress that fits her upper body like a glove down to her waist and flares out like petals of a flower to just above knees, showcasing her olive toned legs. Her long ebony locks are pulled up into a neat ponytail and her lips are painted a rich red color.
Damn she looks good. Robin inwardly curses her for insisting that his parents stay with them for their weekend visit. The fact that his parents are standing right behind him is the only reason he hasn't tossed her over his shoulder and taken her to bed to have his way with her.
"You made it just in time. the lasagna just finished cooking. It came out perfect." Regina says as Robin takes her into a tight embrace and gives her two quick pecks on lips. Turning them towards his parents Robin makes the formal introduction.
"Mum, dad, this is Regina. My love, this is my mother Cora and my father Richard."
Regina and Cora exchange 'Nice to meet you's in unison, which leads them to the awkward hug or handshake ordeal. Silence then falls over the group as Cora's gaze falls on Regina, begins to analyze every tiny detail. Seeing the way his wife is looking at her, Richard can sense that his son's new lady is about to be in the hot seat. Deciding to give Regina a chance, Richard is the first one to break the silence. He clears his throat and gives Regina an honest smile. "Well, I for one, am starving. If I recall correctly, I do believe the lass said something about lasagna?"
"Yes let's eat. Heavens forbid you go without food for a few hours dear." Cora hits her husband on the arm playfully.
"Food gives me energy, and that's something I need when I'm married to you." Richard laughs. "You're a bloody minx with your sharp tongue and-"
"Oi! Come off it, you two." Robin interrupts, to which he gets a love tap on his arm from Regina. Robin looks at her dumbfounded, a slight smirk appearing on his lips.
"What, may I ask, was that for?" Inching his way closer, his sapphire eyes net her coffee colored ones. Regina lets out a nervous laugh, backing up a little.
"I think it's sweet." She smiles. "Why don't you show your parents to the dining room. Everything is set. I'll get the food."
"Oh no, you don't." Robin moves to grab her but she is too fast and slips out of his grasp. Letting out a little squeak, she scurries off to the kitchen.
Cora only raises an eyebrow as Richard gives out a chuckle and smiles warmly.
Looking ashamed, "Let's eat, shall we." says Robin and he leads his parents to the dining room.
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Once everyone is settled around the table and served, the awkward tension arises again.
"It looks and smells delicious, Regina." Robin says as he smiles at her, flashing his dimples. Her cheeks turn red when his parents agree.
While Robin and his father make small talk about restoring the house throughout the meal, Richard catches his wife glaring at Regina like a predator stalking its prey and he gives her thigh a little poke with his fork. She turns her attention to him and he silently gestures her to finish eating by pointing at her plate and then looking back at her whiskey colored eyes. But Cora won't have none of that so she focuses back on Regina.
"So Regina," Cora starts and Robin shoots her a warning look as if that would stop her. Cora just gives her son a cunning smile before continuing. "What is it that you do?"
Richard takes a sip of his wine and puts it back on the table, knowing there's no stopping her now.
Regina swallows hard, nervously faces Cora to answer. "I'm the chief editor and co-partner at Blanchard-Mills Publishing."
Cora, unimpressed, just hmms and raises her perfectly shaped brow before asking her another question."And how about your parents, dear?"
Regina looks down at her hands for a second and Robin gives her a reassuring squeeze before she looks up again and answers. "My mother passed away when I was 13. My father, however, is the mayor of a small town in Maine."
Cora softens her gaze, she says she's sorry for her loss. But she's determined to figure out who this young lady is if her son is serious about this relationship. "So why did you move to the city? Why not just stay in Maine and take over your father's job as the mayor?"
Regina gives a soft smile.
"Well, Storybooke really wasn't for me and I don't think my father is quite ready to give up on his thrown." Regina chuckles at her own inside joke, shakes her head and continues. "And because I wanted to work for something that I loved and wanted to be able to say that 'This is mine. I made this. I worked for it.' I never liked getting things so quickly. Also, I've always loved New York."
As much as Cora looks pleased with Regina's answer, she keeps her poker face and resumes her personal interrogation. "So, chief editor and co-parter, you say? Keeps you very busy, I assume."
Regina just shakes her head while Robin is looking at his mother, his brows knitted, wondering where this is going.
"And you surely must know Robin's work is very time-consuming as well, and involves traveling from time to time. So what is going to happen when the baby arrives? I know money isn't an issue but concerning that-"
"THE BABY?!" Robin and Regina practically shout concurrently. Richard sit forward in his seat to listen carefully, ready to join the conversation.
"Mum, we are not having a baby anytime soon. We haven't even talked about getting married yet." Robin gets up out of his seat and starts clearing the table, Regina following him right behind, her cheeks turning a deep shade of pink.
Gabbing her glass, Cora follows them into the kitchen.
"Excuse me, dear, for assuming but you guys have what been dating a little less then a year and you're already living together. What was I supposed to think?"
Robin sighs. "Mum, you know that saying when you assume things, you make an-"
"Robin!" Regina hisses as a warning for him to calm down. Robin takes a deep breath and Regina continues to speak for him.
"I think what Robin is trying to say is that we're not at a point in our relationship to think about children between both of our careers. We just don't have the time right now. But down the line, yes, we will discuss it."
Richard steps in behind Cora, putting an arm around her waist, gives her a kiss on the forehead. "My love, I think it would be best if we go lay down. It has been a long day. We all know how you get when you're tired."
Robin scoffs at his father's comment and offers to show them the guest bedroom, leaving Regina to take care of the dishes in peace.
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A few hours later, Cora is lying awake between the pale cream colored sheets, starigg at the ceiling, thinking about the conversation she had earlier with her now snoring husband. He ended up telling her "They have that look in their eyes when they look at each other." with a smile.
Cora, on the other hand, frowned and looked at him like he had absolutely gone mad. His smile deepened, before explaining further, "They look at each other like they are seeing one another for the first time, like the other person holds the universe, and that they wouldn't be able to go on living without one another."
"You got all that from a look?" Cora questioned, peering over her glasses at him while he finished getting undressed near the foot of the bed.
"Yes, I did. Because," sliding into the bed next to her, he took her delicate hand between his and put a kiss on it. "I see that look every morning and before I sleep at night. It's the same way you look at me and I you."
Before his wife could answer, he kissed her passionately and ending the discussion far too quickly for her liking. Turning over and wishing her a good night, he left her slightly dizzy and out of words.
She has been tossing and turning since then, trying to get comfortable. Her phone pings a few times, interrupting her train of thought. The messages are from Gold, her lawyer, saying that he's heard back from the realtor in Tuscany, Italy on the building she wants as a new addition to her hotel chain and she needs to call him right away. She sighs as she gets up from the bed and makes her way to the kitchen.
A few negotiation calls later, the villa is hers. Going over her e-mails containing the final documents of the closing cost, she looks up to find Robin walking into the kitchen.
"I'm sorry dear, did I wake you?"
Robin shakes his head and walks to the fridge and takes out a bottle of water. "I was just going to get something to drink. What are you doing up?"
"I closed a deal on a villa in Tuscany, going over the paperwork." Cora clicks open a few pictures and turns her laptop so he can see. He takes the seat next to his mother to view it. The building is truly beautiful, it looks like no one lived there in years but even surrounded by overgrown vines, it's really something and Robin can't help but start mapping out the possibilities.
"So what do you think?"
Robin pulls the laptop closer to him "Mum, it's beautiful. Needs a bit of work, but I have no doubt it will be amazing once you have it fixed up."
Agreeing, Cora approves him with a nod and changes the angle of the laptop back to herself.
"Now that you mention it, I was actually going to see if you were available to hire. You see, it's a big restoration project and I'm going to need the best in the business. And clearly you are the best."
They exchange smiles. "Robbie, I want to apologize. About earlier."
Robin just shakes his head and raises his hand. "No need for that. We were expecting some private questions, it's just, you blind-sighted us with the baby talk."
Rubbing the back of his neck, he looks at his mother who lets out a small chuckle.
"It seems to me and your father that you two are quite fond of one another, and I'm not getting any younger. I would like some grandchildren while I'm still 30." Cora winks at him, nudging his shoulder with hers and then takes a more serious tone. "Robin, do you think she's the one? How do you feel about her?"
Robin thinks for a moment
"It's hard to explain. She's beautiful, strong, witty, a complete pain in my arse it's really infuriating sometimes," He smiles at the thought of Regina, "but I wouldn't have it any other way. She challenges me to be the best man I can be and I can't manage to think about a life without her. And I know you think we're rushing but I feel like we've known each other for years. When I look at her eyes, it's like my soul has found its home." He laughs nervously. "I sound crazy, don't I?"
"No, you sound like your father… Now that I think about it, maybe a little crazy, yes." They suddenly burst out into laughter and Robin motions for them to stay quiet. Once they have catched their breaths, Cora looks at her hand, and slides her two karat princess cut solitaire engagement ring off her finger. She takes Robin's hand and places the ring in his palm, covering his hand with hers. "It seems to me that you have your answer and you will be in need of this soon. Regina is a lovely young lady, she's lucky to have you."
Robin has absolutely no idea what to say. Out of all the probable outcomes of this conversation, this isn't anywhere near what he thought would happen. As Cora grabs her things, he thinks he says thank youbut he's not exactly sure if she gave him a peck on his forehead, wished him good night and said something about getting some sleep because she and his father plan on taking them out for brunch. He is lost too deep in his thoughts until he hears his mom call his name a few times. "I expect a draft of the villa on Wednesday."
And with a smile, his mother leaves him completely dumbfounded.
He sits there for what seems like hours alone, taring at the ring, his mind full of thoughts. He knows he wants to spend the rest of his life with Regina. He has known it for a while now. And now he has his mothers blessing and her engagement ring.
All of a sudden he feels overwhelming amount of happiness and excitement as it all settles in his head. On their trip to Maine he'll ask her father for permission and then ask her to marry him on their one year anniversary. This time next year, Regina Mills will be his wife. With that, Robin gets up, grabs his water bottle and goes back to bed.
He tries not to wake Regina when he pulls her close to him. She stirs and sleepily asks him where he has been. He kisses her bare shoulder and starts drawing lazy circles up and down on her arm, lulling her back to sleep and with a smile on his face, he whispers. "I was just talking to my mum."