June prompt was: David makes sure his mate rides back in his car on the trip back to Storybrooke from NYC. Set during 5-23 (The catch is to keep the fic under 1000 words)

Family Sing Along Time

Exiting Neal's apartment to drive back to Storybrooke, David plucked the keys out of Regina's hand, "I'm driving, he yelled and then skillfully manipulated the situation so that he had Snow, Jekyll and Zelena loaded in Gold's car before they knew what hit them. Looking around for his last passenger he saw that he had his arms around Emma and they were looking quite cozy, even though they were in full view of everyone. "Putting a stop to that right now," he thought.

Break it apart you two, and taking advantage of the fact that they had actually listened, he pushed Hook in the passenger side seat, with Emma's "But dad' ringing in his ears took off.

Once on the way, he felt the excitement singing through his veins and turning to Hook, shouted "sing with me, Row, row your boat,..,"

Killian looked over at Dave and thought maybe coming through the portal had knocked something loose as he was acting rather odd, "mate, you feeling alright?"

"Never better! Just happy to be on a road trip with you. Let's sing. And then he started in on a rousing chorus of "row, row, row, your boat"

Killian looked over his shoulder at Snow and raised his eyebrow. Her response was to just shrug her shoulders like she had no clue what was happening either. Playing with the buttons on the music device, he read, "classic R&R" on the little picture, and settled back to listen. Dave gave him a side eyed look, "you don't like MY song?" his tone suggesting he was offended.

"Why is it necessary to row one's boat when one powered by sails is so much better? Besides this song fits me so well," and they listened and he bobbed his head back and forth and pointed to out what was being sung about, Clean shirt, new shoes. And I don't know where I am goin' to. Silk suit, black tie, I don't need a reason why. They come runnin' just as fast as they can
'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.

David rolled his eyes and as the song faded, shouted "how about this one," and proceeds to sing, John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt, his name is my name too, whenever we go out, you can hear the people shout,..."

Killian sat there, a perplexed look on his face, "who the bloody hell is this John person and why would I want his name, when Killian suits me?" And then pushing another button on the device, he read '. Hits from the 70's, and sat back to listen. When YMCA came on, Snow started singing and on part of the song was waving her arms around. "Dave, mate, what's that about?" And he hitched his thumb toward her.

Tapping him on the shoulder, Snow responded, "I'm making the letters, here let me show you," and by the time the chorus came around again, the whole car was dancing along.

Once the song was over, all the occupants were giggling like loons, until David started singing "99 bottles of beer on the wall, you take one down and pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall"

Wiping his hand across his face, Killian looked up at the ceiling, and then over at the driver, "pray tell, do we have to work our way down to 1? And David responded with a nod. "Well when you're done with that, care to explain why beer would be on a wall?" David just shook his head and continued to sing.

Thinking they needed to locate something better, he fiddled with the device and read 'Beach Boys'. Relaxing back in the seat, the music started up and they all sang "If everybody had an ocean, across the U.S.A, then everybody'd be surfin, Like Californi-a. You'd see 'em wearing their baggies, Huarachi sandals too. A bushy bushy blonde hairdo. Surfin' U.S.A. " And as they sang, David added a head bob, that reminded Killian of a turtle, and a hand movement that looked like a wave. Before he knew it, he had even started mimicking the movements, that is until his talking device buzzed. Pulling it out of his pocket, he saw a picture of Emma's lad. "Henry, lad, I'm glad you called. This song here, mentioned wearing baggies, aren't those the little pouches your mom puts your sandwich in for your school lunches?"

As Killian said goodbye, David started singing about names. "Henry, Henry, Bo-benry, Banana, fanna, fo-fenry, Fee, fy, mo-menry, Henry." As he finished, from the back seat someone shouted, let's do Emma, and David sang, "Emma, Emma Bo-bemma, banana fanna fo-femma, Fee, fy, mo-memma, Emma!" After they had gone through several other names, he thought why not tossed out his own name, so everyone sang, "Killian, Killian, bo-billian, banana, fanna, fo-fillian, fee, fy, mo-millian. Killian."

Thinking he really needed a drink of rum, he fiddled with the music device some more, until he saw the word 'Beatles, and wondering why someone would sing of bugs, pushed the button and immediately his attention was captured as they were singing about a man who sailed the sea, and since it was such a catchy tune, by the time they were singing, we all live in a yellow submarine, he was singing with the rest even though he had no clue as to what a yellow submarine was.

Arriving back in Storybrooke, and seeing Emma standing on the sidewalk, David pulled close to her, jumping out to give his baby girl a hug. When she bypassed him for her pirate, he stopped to wait until Snow tugged on his elbow, "Not now David. It's Emma's turn" and then she pulled him toward granny's.

Killian couldn't keep the happy smile off his face seeing his Swan again, and after her I love you and kissing her senseless, they walked into the diner to hear the radio blasting, Love Shack...

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