"I don't want to go to sleep." Aurora sleepily slurs as she tries to resist Emma's helping hand to the tent.
"If you have another nightmare I'll be there for you until you go back to sleep. I promise." Snow tells her as she takes her hand. "But until you need me go with Emma, she'll protect you too."
"Yeah, I will. Come on princess." Emma says as she leads Aurora to the tent.
"I'll stay out here with you." Mulan states as she moves towards the fire.
"No, it's fin-
"I'll stay out here with you." She repeats with a touch of venom in her words. Snow a little confused follows Mulan's lead and sits by the fire.
For a while, the only sound was the fire cracking and rustling going on in the tent. Soon enough the sound of the fire was the only heard.
Mulan turns to face Snow and asks, "What are your intentions with her?"
"Excuse me?" Snow questions with a slight frown.
"Must I repeat myself all night? What are your intentions with her?" Mulan snaps.
"With who-
"Aurora!" Mulan looks at the tent worriedly, "Aurora." She whispers again.
"My intentions with Aurora? I have no idea what you're talking about."
"You two have become closer. You're there for her when she can't sleep. You make sure she eats enough food. That should be my-" Mulan stops herself before she continues her thought. Snow stares trying to figure out what in the world this fuming warrior could be so mad about. Realization hits Snow and she can't help the smile that forms on her face.
"You're jealous." Snow states.
Mulan stare's at her, "I am not."
"Yes, you are. Trust me, I know about these things." Snow says as she looks back at the fire. "And if you want to be the one to take care or her then do it. I saw you hovering around her today while she was trying to sleep; you should have stepped in."
"I wasn't watching her, I was watching you. Making sure you didn't, try anything." Mulan admits with enough decency to at least look ashamed.
"Did you forget that I have a husband waiting for me at home?" Snow asks with a small smile.
"No, but Aurora is very pretty. Pretty girls have made a lot of things happen in our world. This would not be the first time one has led to betrayal in a relationship" Mulan explains.
"Right, but I don't umm, roll that way." Snow says awkwardly.
"Roll that way?" Mulan questions.
"I don't, uh, enjoy the company of other woman." Snow clarifies.
Nodding her head Mulan states, "I understand now, you are not a threat."
Letting out a deep breath, "I'm glad you realize that, though if you don't tell Aurora how you feel it might be too late."
"Too late? But you are not a threat to my plans any longer."
"You forgot about Emma, I have a feeling that she rolls any way she chooses. And tonight she might roll underneath Aurora's blankets." Snow whispers secretively.
Mulan looks at the tent with wide eyes. She looks down for a second and then stands up, shoulders straight and head held high. "I will not stand for this." With that the warrior marches to the tent and disappears for a moment. A light yelp is heard and then a figure is pushed out of the tent. As the figure walks towards the fire snow can see that it was Emma.
"Can you explain to me why Mulan slapped me and then pushed me out of the tent? While muttering about sneaky blondes?" Emma asks as she rubs her cheek, a visible hand print is still there.
"I'll tell you in the morning. Now you go to sleep." Snow tells her daughter, as she pats the quilt that is next to the fire and her.
"You shouldn't be on-
"It's fine. I'm not tired, and it looks like you could use all the sleep in the world." With a sigh Emma moves on the quilt. Grabbing Snow's hand she pulls her down from the log onto the quilt too. Repositioning herself, Emma puts her head in her mom's lap and closes her eyes.
"Night… Mom"