Quality Time

Marcie Gore Aka Mama Bear Emma Swan

Rated K or G. Might be a one-shot or Multi If you guys would like. Could be a "movie club" if you guys give me ideas of Disney or other movies If I've seen them. Standard disclaimer applies.

After a magic lesson, Henry and Rumple spend some Grandfather/Grandson time watching a Disney classic, and Henry sees a softer side of his paternal grandfather. Set after the Grandpa Games. I couldn't resist jumping on the Storybrooke residents watch Disney animated films bandwagon. Plot bunny wouldn't leave me alone,

"Henry, your magic coming along nicely," I tell my Grandson. He just produced a waterspout in the middle of my shop. My other students spent nearly a month learning to light candles with their magic. It took Regina a long time to master fireballs. Henry was able to do it in a couple weeks, once I fire proofed the area where we practiced. His element seems to be water, though. He's a natural with animals of course.

"Now, try a restoration spell on this old book of Belle's." I take out a well-worn, well-loved copy of a book by one of the Bronte sisters for Henry to work with. Within moments, it looks like it just came of the press. If it were an ancient tome, I wouldn't ask Henry to change it, unless it was falling apart. It's just a copy my bride has had for a while, and she carries it everywhere.
"Both of my moms say I'm coming along nicely is like is like that's great from other teachers," Henry says. I just smile at my Grandson. "Now, make the water spout disappear," I tell him. He says the appropriate spell and the water vanishes, not even leaving a small puddle.

This bit of magic makes Henry's puppy Goldspinner howl like there is prowler in the shop. "I guess Goldspinner is still traumatized by the time I accidently turned Him into a cat when I tried the spell you taught me to get rid of fleas and ticks and turned him into cat for a few minutes."

"I guess so," I say.

"I'm sorry I scared you, Boy. I am sorry I turned you into a cat." He pets the dog, murmuring to him softly. "You forgive me Goldie?" He asks. "I promise I'll be more careful with my magic. You forgive me?" The dog indicate he does forgive his boy.
"Henry, you worked hard today at the shop and with your magic lesson. You are so mature spending so much of your summer with your old Grandpa. You deserve a reward. Would you like to watch a movie together?"

"Yes, How about the Lion king?" He asks.

"Disney's 'Hamlet,' with jungle animals?"

He nods; "I'll make popcorn and drinks." he looks around for a popper or microwave and doesn't see either. "I could use my magic."

"First, did you eat a good lunch before you came?" I ask him.
"Yes, Grandma Snow make me a grilled chicken sandwich and carrots."
"Good. Neither of your mothers or your grandmother will have my hide for giving you juke food without having a good meal before. As for using magic to make the popcorn, you've already used so much magic today. I'm afraid you'll wear yourself out. Too much magic in a day can tire an experienced magician, and you're a beginner; a gifted beginner, but a beginner, none the less."

"Now sit down and let me set things up." Henry sits down in a big plush chair. I snap my fingers and bowl of popcorn appears with a sugary glaze and two cream sodas.

I look through the DVDs and blue-rays that have been in my shop for I don't know how long. I can't recall anyone actually pawning anything here but I still have a large collection. I think I even have a few VHS and Beta videotapes. I haven't really concerned myself with the modern objects in the shop since I awoke from the curse when I heard Miss Swan's name. Now I find myself searching for a Disney movie. I know where Belle's and my own favorite movies are at home but finding one in Mr. Gold's Pawn and Antique Shop seems impossible.
Finally, I find a Blue Ray with the title "Lion King" on the cover.

"Is this a good movie? I've been meaning to have a Disney movie marathon with Belle. Seems appropriate considering the fact that most of Mr. Disney's Company's biggest hits are somehow are at least loosely based on the adventures of the Enchanted Forest's most famous residents. Their version of your Grandma Snow White is a bit watered down from what I can tell. From what I'm told, their Belle is very good but their beast is furry rather than reptilian. My Belle was born to the noble class, not an eccentric inventor."

"Is there an animated film named after me by them? What this world knows about me is focused on one incident over half a century ago, and they make her look like a victim," I tell him.

"I don't think Disney ever did a version of your story. at least not a full length movie. If they did, I can see it being called 'The Name Game.' They could've done a short. I haven't seen all of them," Henry says.
I have to laugh at his suggestion for a title for my story. After all, they called Elsa's story "Frozen"
"I warn you. You might need tissues," Henry says as we start the disk.
"Nonsense, I 'm a grownup. I won't cry at a cartoon, but thank you for the warning, dear boy."

"Don't say I didn't warn you," Henry says with a smile. So far this is a beautiful movie, artistically speaking. Beautiful music even though I don't speak whatever language this is. Now I understand what Emma meant by the Lion King crack at her baby brother's naming party. It does remind me of some of the birth celebrations I saw back in the Enchanted Forest. We were a world of many different faiths and customs.

"That reminds me of mornings when your father was little but his mother wasn't so good natured or as a good of a mother. Bae was pretty much my child all day long after he started taking solid foods. I'd love to do it again with Belle," I tell Henry.

"I hope you get to try it again. Dad says you were a great papa," He says. I smile

That Simba is a fur-covered version of Bae. He's so cute. I only hope I was as good a father as Mufasa. I'm enjoying this nice happy movie until the villain, "Uncle" Scar, uses a stampede to try to kill Simba and to kill his own brother to claim control the pride. If he were human, he'd be a good match for Cora. Who else does he remind me of? Oh yes, King George. In some ways Scar makes me look like a saint , even at my worst I wouldn't kill a child and he tried to kill his nephew who seems the equivalent of a anywhere from 5 to 7 year old little boy! Poor little Simba He needs someone to hold him. Now I know what Henry tried warning me about.

"Are you crying Grandpa Gold?" Henry asks. I magically create a pair of sunglasses, quickly.

"No, I'm ok; it's just dusty in here. I really need to dust my collection." He looks like he doesn't quite believe me but thankfully doesn't question me any further. I notice they love to gloss over the grieving process in this movie. Then again, it's not even 90 minutes long, a short movie.

"Are those two the dwarves Snow doesn't like to talk about, Stupid and Smelly?" I joke. Henry finds this quite amusing.

Despite myself, I find myself sing along to the big number with Simba, Timon and Pumba. Is the title even a word? I feel silly, but I see the appeal of the house of mouse.
Yes, someone from the Pride found out he's alive! Remind him of responsibilities and destiny, Nala! They're falling in love.
"Guys, don't make my mistakes. Let Simba grow up," I find myself shouting at the screen. This gets me a curious look from Henry.

When they get back, his kingdom is mess! I knew that Scar would be a terrible leader. There's no prey for them to eat. Now, you've done it Scar, you've admitted you killed his father! Drop him, Simba! Of course, he can't do that. He's a hero. He has to be the bigger man, err, lion. I still think Scar will get his. Oh, yes the minions. Never trust hyenas I guess. That was nasty for a kid's movie, though nothing was shown. I look to see if Henry's ok. Of course he is probably seen this movie many times. However, he did tear up at Mufasa's death.

He's won, but does he even have a kingdom to rule? Suddenly the rain starts and the land is healed. Does the overgrown house cat have magic?
Ah, the circle of life. Now Simba and Nala have a little lioness of their own. If only this rouge lion can keep his happy ending.

"You know, Grandpa Gold, there's a couple of Sequels," Henry informs me.
"Oh, we'll see if we watch them together. This was a very nice afternoon. I'd like to have more time with you, not just as my helper or student but as my grandson. Disney movies aren't nearly as painful as I thought they'd be," I say with a smile.

Just then, the phone rings. It's Miss Swan asking when he's coming home. She wants some mother and son togetherness. Well it's only fair; I've had him the whole afternoon. The boy and his dog exit with "I love you, I had fun. I'll see you tomorrow, probably."
I return the sentiment with a smile.

After Henry leaves I go to my Itunes account to the soundtracks. I think I'll see if they have the Lion King soundtrack. "The Circle of life!"

Author's note this is probably the shortest story/chapter I've written in a long time, also the fastest I've written.