Hey everybody! Sorry for the delay. This chapter gave me hell, but I think it turned out pretty well. Who knew toddler Regina would be such a hit? A big thank you to everyone who reviewed, favorited or followed this story. You all are awesome!

Oh. And as of right now, Cora is NOT in Storybrooke. That's right, you can all breathe a collective sigh of relief.

Enjoy!

"Emma Ruth Swan, what did you do?" Snow said the second Emma walked through the door with a very angry Regina in her arms and Henry following behind.

"This looks weird, doesn't it?" Emma asked.

"Yeah. It does. What happened?"

"Put me down!" Regina cried. She was not at all happy about being carried from the pawn shop to the Charmings' apartment. Emma quickly set the little girl on the ground and then turned to face her mother.

"Okay. Here's what happened," Emma said. "All the fairy dust that Regina absorbed from the well to save us turned her into a toddler and Gold says there's no way to reverse it. Unless the fairies get a new batch of dust soon, we have to let it wear off."

"And you brought her here because…"

"What was I supposed to do? She's the size of a three-year-old. It's not like she can take care of herself. It's just for a little while anyway."

"Well, I guess she is kind of cute."

"I'm not cute!" Regina screamed. She had somehow managed to climb up onto the couch unseen and was now laying across the cushion.

"Don't call her cute," Emma said. She pulled up the leg of jeans and showed her mother the bruises she had gotten from multiple kicks to the shin.

"Alright. Why don't you stay here with Regina and Henry while I go out and do some shopping then?" Snow asked.

"What? Shopping? Why do we need to go shopping?" Emma asked. She looked over at the couch where Henry was now sitting next to Regina.

"Well obviously she's going to need new clothes and sippy cups and bowls and spoons and so much other stuff."

"You do realize that she's still Regina, right? She doesn't need sippy cups. Besides, where are you going to get all this stuff? It's not we live next to a Babies R Us."

"First of all, she's a toddler. Her hands are so small that she's likely to drop anything she grabs. Secondly, Storybrooke is full of surprises. I'll be back soon."

Before Emma could say anything else, Snow had grabbed her purse and was heading out the door.

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"Henry! Henry, stop!" Regina was rolling around on the couch while Henry tickled her. "Stop it!" She was laughing hysterically and Henry refused to stop. Emma grinned, watching the exchange. Regina slapped at Henry. Her face was turning red and Henry was giggling.

"Hey, I'm…what's going on?" David asked as he opened the door.

Henry stopped tickling Regina who tumbled off the couch. She quickly stood up and brushed her hair out of her face. Emma just looked around the room. She was at a total loss for words.

"Regina?" David asked catching sight of the toddler's unmistakable brown eyes. "What the hell is going on?"

"Does that question even apply to this town anymore?" Emma asked.

"It does if I walk into my house and the former evil queen is a three-year-old."

"I'm thirty-four," Regina grumbled.

"With her adult mind," David said. "Of course. Where's Snow?"

"Shopping," Emma said.

"Can we watch TV?" Henry asked.

"Go ahead," Emma said.

Regina walked into the kitchen and tried to reach the fridge but found she was too short. "I'm hungry," she declared.

Emma reached into a bowl on the counter and grabbed an orange.

"I don't like oranges."

"You're in Snow White's house. I'm pretty sure apples will be hard to come by," Emma snapped.

Then, keeping up with the Charming family's reputation of bad timing, Snow walked in with bags hanging off her arms. Regina glared at Emma and made her way back to the couch with the orange.

"How did you…? You know what? I probably don't even want to know where you got all that," Emma said.

"You probably don't," Snow said. She greeted David with a quick kiss.

"So what did you get?" Henry asked. Regina was struggling to peel her orange given her new lack of fingernails. Emma couldn't help but giggle.

"Well," Snow said in a tone that made Emma wonder why in the world Henry had asked. "I got lots of new clothes and some toddler friendly bowls, spoons, etc. And…THIS!"

With a flourish, Snow pulled out the most horrible dress Emma had ever seen. It was pink and poofy and there were ribbons and bows and ruffles all over it. And it was just Regina's size.

"No," Regina said. "No, no, no, no, no, no! I would never wear something so…atrocious."

"There's normal stuff in here too," Emma said. She glanced over to see what had kept Henry and David from commenting to see that they were both doubled over in silent laughter.

"I got matching shoes, too!" Snow squealed. She held up a pair of pink Mary-Janes with bows on them.

"I think you're going a little overboard here," Emma said. "She's still Regina. She's just…concentrated evil."

"Are you kidding? Until she turns back to normal, you get to be a mother for real. Isn't that so exciting?"

"Yes, because when I imagined being a mother, I totally imagined that I would be raising my enemy who still thinks like an adult even though she's the size of a three-year-old," Emma said.

"Um…guys?" Henry asked. He pointed over at the couch. Well more specifically, he pointed at Regina who was jumping up and down on the couch.

"Regina, what the hell are you doing?" Emma asked.

The little girl stopped jumping and looked confused for a second. "I…I'm not sure."

"Well stop it. I don't want you to fall and end up with a concussion or something."

"See? You're getting good at it already," Snow said. "Now it's getting late. Why don't you help me fix dinner?"

"I'm going to go…check on the horses. I think I might have forgotten to feed one. Henry, you want to come?"

"Sure," Henry said. He turned off Spongebob Squarepants that had been playing quietly in the background for the past ten minutes and followed David outside.

Regina was sitting on the couch with a copy of Grimm's Fairy Tales open on her lap. Emma and Snow watched her from the kitchen.

"What are we going to do with her?" Emma whispered.

"I suppose we'll have to take care of her. You should be excited; you get a second chance at motherhood."

"Why me? You'd probably be better at it than me."

"You'll do fine. Besides, it's not you're actually raising a toddler. She's still Regina."

"I guess you're right."

"Of course I am," Snow said. "Besides…she's adorable."

"I heard that!" Regina cried. Emma rolled her eyes and focused her attention on cutting the carrots Snow gave her. It was official; this was the weirdest place she had ever lived.

I don't think there's really all that much to say now. I'll try to post the next update quickly, but no guarantees. I love you all and please leave a review. They always make me smile! :)