Just a silly thing I felt like writing without any particular reason.
Merry Christmas guys.
"Moms wake up!" Henry stormed into the bedroom still in his pjs, with a huge grin on his face, there was no answer though.
"C'mon! Wake up, it's Christmas!"
Regina's elbow found Emma's side "Your son is up" the brunette mumbled to the blonde beside her.
"Oh, so now he's my son?" Emma asked before covering her head with her pillow trying to hide herself from the world.
"Before 9 am he's your son Miss. Swan" Regina stated before kicking Emma making the blonde fell on her back onto the floor.
"Shit" the blonde let out in pain.
"Language Miss. Swan"
"C'mon mom!" Henry called once again and Emma asked herself how on earth could a twelve years old be so damn energic in the morning.
She got up on her feet and followed the boy out of the room "I'm coming, I'm coming..." before closing the door she looked at the brunette mess laying on the bed in front of her and she couldn't help the smile forming on her lips "You have half an hour or I'll come back here with Henry to kick you out of bed madame Mayor".
Regina sat herself looking at Emma one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows up "oh we're back to the name game Miss. Swan?".
Emma could feel the smirk behind those words and the smile on her lips grew wide and proud "we are, at least until you stop calling me Miss. Swan"
"So what should I call you then?" the brunette teased using her best sassy tone, her arms crossed over her chest.
"Surprise me" Emma answered before turning to leave.
"Merry Christmas Mrs. Swan-Mills" Regina said with a non so subtle smile gracing her lips.
"Right back at you, Mrs. Swan-Mills"
Once the door was closed Regina looked down at the ring on her left hand "Merry Christmas indeed"