A/N: Thanks for the reviews, follows, and favorites so far guys! I was surprised at the positive reaction to this story, so I decided to continue it as a small drabble/oneshot collection. Updates will be slow because my muse doesn't always cooperate when I have time to write, and I work a lot of hours. This chapter is for the guest who wanted Snow White's reaction in the first chapter. I still haven't watched season four yet, but I will next week! So please don't message me too many spoilers… Disclaimer: I don't own Once Upon a Time. This is merely just for fun.
Mary Margaret sat down on a kitchen chair after Killian left. David walked over to her and hugged her from behind. "What are you thinking about?"
She reached for another tea cup and poured herself some tea. "I can't believe that really happened…somebody just asked us for our permission to marry our daughter. I never thought that we would have that moment." Her eyes danced in amusement. "And it was a pirate that asked us."
David chuckled and ran a hand through his hair. "Yes… but he did trade his ship for her. That has to count for something. And he told me that I approved of him back in our land."
Mary Margaret tilted her head. "You did?" She sighed sadly. " Hook…I mean, Killian isn't Neal." Their eyes met briefly. David knew that she had hopes that Henry's parents would end up together again, but he had died recently.
David shook his head sadly. "No. He isn't Neal. But he loves her. Have you seen the way he looks at her?"
She nodded wistfully. "Emma has been returning those looks lately."
A look of astonishment crossed her husband's face, and she chuckled. "Boys are so oblivious sometimes," she muttered softly.
"So is our family when it comes to love," David pointed out, remembering what Killian said once.
"But we always find it in the end," Mary Margaret finished, placing a kiss on David's cheek. "I think we need to let Emma make this decision and be happy for her."
"I think you're right." David wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on her head. She smiled and couldn't help but wish that her daughter would have what they had one day. Maybe she already had it though.