Disclaimer: This is completely just an idea I had.

Warning: Two long spankings of an adult and a few warning swats. Don't like, don't read.

This fanfic is also just an idea I had. Will start doing suggestions soon.


Two hours ago

Right, Mary Margaret thought as she rushed round trying to prepare herself. Today she had way too much to do and no-one was free to babysit so she had no choice but to choose Emma _ something that since she discovered her daughter had magic she wasn't too sure about. Nevertheless, this time she had no choice and had decided to just go ahead with her fear. Alright, alright. What could happen? It isn't like Emma would just suddenly decide to disobey her mother, Snow thought to herself before remembering that one time Emma had put her life in danger when she ordered for the beanstalk to be cut down, or when she didn't listen to orders in Neverland. It took a while longer for Snow to get all those thoughts out of her head but as soon as she did, she found it best for her to get on with what she knew would be her best option. Without further ado, Snow carefully took Neal's small hand and slowly walked him over to Emma.

"Right Em. I have a lot of errands to run today so I need you to watch your brother for a while."

"You're kidding me right? So you're using me as a babysitter again?" Emma said with annoyance and quite a lot of attitude.

"Emma!" Snow scolded.

"What is it? Want to shout at me again? Go ahead!"

"Emma Ruth Swan; don't you dare use that attitude with me!" Snow yelled, now sounding furious.

"Why not?"

"That's it!" Snow yelled before going down to Neal's level. "I want you to stay here and be very good wee man. Love you." before kissing his head and then she stood up and turned her attention back to Emma. "And as for you young lady, I expect the best of behaviour while I'm out! Do you understand?" Snow asked sternly.

"Yes mom." Emma replied silently.

At that, Snow walked up to embrace her daughter and kissed her head in the process.

"I love you Emma." Snow said soothingly after she kissed her daughter's forehead.

"I love you too." Emma mumbled.

At that, Snow went out and although she was still hurt at what was said, she chose not to rise to it.

...

Two hours later

Snow had been out for two hours and still couldn't get the same thoughts as earlier out of her mind. What is that girl going to do with my baby boy? It isn't that I don't trust her, but I don't trust her behaviour at the minute, especially when it comes to this jealousy. However, while Mary Margaret was still angry at Emma's behaviour from earlier on, she was in quite the forgiving mood and therefore bought a grilled cheese and hot chocolate and cinnamon so she could give her daughter a reward.

As Mary Margaret got out of the car her nerves crept into her mind again. What if Emma has hurt Neal? I knew I shouldn't have trusted her! Come on, aren't you being a little too hard on her? No! She's 29 years old and she should know better! Mary Margaret thought to herself. Although Mary wanted to make herself believe that her daughter wouldn't do anything wrong, she couldn't make herself forget about it, but instead decided to go upstairs.

When she was just outside the door to her loft, the same things came in to Snow's head. Why couldn't she trust Emma anymore? She used to be fine with trusting her daughter but ever since she Neal came along she just couldn't bring herself to have that same level of trust. She had tried thinking everything through to see if her own experience was similar to Emma's, but instead always came to the same conclusion:

That her stepmother had adopted her grandson making him her step brother and grandson and then there was little Roland, who was also becoming some sort of sibling as well.

Mary Margaret eventually came out of her train of thought and eventually found the courage to open the door, expecting to see it as clean. However, as soon as she opened the door, a messy house was all Mary could see. There were broken plates on the floor, broken cups on the tables, a broken vase, and nearly the whole place was falling down. Once the door was finally closed she felt disappointment, broken trust and a lot of anger burn up inside her. She had trusted Emma and what happened? She broke her trust yet again! For the next few minutes, Mary tried to keep her disappointment in, but once she saw Neal running over to her, she forgot about it for a bit.

"Mommy!" Neal yelled with excitement as he ran over.

"Hello baby!" Snow yelled with the same excitement as she lifted Neal and kissed him.

"Mommy, I'm sore." Neal said more whiney.

"Why are you sore Neal?"

"Because Emmy hurt me."

At that, Mary Margaret felt her anger heating up but she was certain to keep it inside for now.

"Where did Emmy hurt you sweetheart?" Mary Margaret asked concerned.

After he heart that question, Neal pulled his short leg up to reveal a bruise and then pulled his sleeve up to reveal a mark.

"She also used magic." Neal said.

"Oh, did she? How about you go and watch tv while I talk to your sister about this?"

"Is Emmy in twouble?" Neal asked, not quite being able to pronounce r's yet.

"Yes; but that isn't something you need to worry about." Snow said.

After hearing that, Neal went over to the couch to watch tv and Mary Margaret was then left to deal with her daughter.

"Emma Ruth Swan!" Snow yelled and soon Emma came down but as soon as she saw her mother with her hands on her hips she stayed a couple of steps away. "Do you have anything you want to say for yourself young lady?"

"Umm, I'm sorry mommy." Emma said with as much of an innocent smile as she could.

That was not enough to please Mary Margaret though. Instead, she put a firm yet tight grip around Emma's arm and started to drag her daughter over to the table. "You are going to learn from this." she said firmly before pulling a seat out, sitting down on it and positioning Emma over her lap.

"Mom; please no!" Emma said while already crying.

Smack smack smack smack smack

"N, no mommy!"

Smack smack smack smack smack.

"P, please mommy!"

Smack smack smack

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Emma yelled while still crying.

Smack smack.

"You can get up now sweetheart."

As Emma got up, she tried to hide her tears as best as she could but as soon as she saw the disappointment in her mom's eyes she couldn't keep them in any longer. At once. Emma rushed over to her mom and hugged her tightly while still crying. Snow took this embrace to heart and started stroking the back of her daughter's hair and cradling her head. However, half way through this mom/daughter moment, David came in and after he hugged his son went straight over to see how his girls were doing.

"Did something happen while I was out?" David asked suspiciously.

Mary Margaret kissed Emma's head before taking a few steps back and looking at David.

"Someone's going straight to her room for a while and cleaning this mess later on."

"Emma; am I right to assume you did this?" David said in his best dad voice.

Emma's only reply was looking up at her dad with sorry eyes and then looked down before she started to speak again.

"Please don't let me get punished anymore."

"You listen to your mom young lady." David said while adding some light smacks to Emma's butt. "Upstairs!" he added in a stern voice that Emma obeyed.

...

A few hours later

Emma had been in her room for a few hours now. She knew that what she did was wrong and was more than sorry for it. Thinking about how distressed her mom was nearly killing her and the disappointment on her dad's face made her feel like she was going to be thrown out. Emma knew that there was a difference between her foster parents and her actual parents but she still wasn't ruling that option out. Within a while, Emma began crying but instead of staying in the sitting position she was already in, she lay down on her side while still staying in her bed. This, unfortunately, was exactly when David came in and he sat at the edge of her bed before stroking her hair in a loving manner.

"Em, you know I love you no matter how much trouble you're in."

"Just tell me how long I'm grounded for." Emma said angrily.

David sighed before he tried to get ready to tell and tell his daughter what his wife and he had decided.

"Two weeks." David said in a stern voice.

"Get out now1" Emma snapped.

"Emma!"

"What David?"

"It is dad to you young lady."

"For goodness sake! Can't you just understand that I don't want to see you!" Emma said with attitude.

"Stop the attitude, or do you want extra chores as well as another spanking?"

"Dad!"

"Emma Ruth Swan Nolan!" David warned.

"What?" Emma snapped.

"That's it. You can get yourself positioned over my knee."

"No!"

"Emma!"

"NO!" Emma shouted.

"Right." David said before he got up and walked over to the other side of the bed before looking down at Emma again. "You ready for what you decided to take now?" David asked lovingly before not hearing an answer and deciding that that was a good enough excuse for the punishment to begin, although it wouldn't be done to strongly.

Smack smack smack smack smack

Smack smack smack smack smack

At that, David went back to the other side of the bed before looking at his daughter's face."

"Are you ready to apologise yet?"

"Sorry daddy."

"That's fine sweetheart, but you need to apologise to your mom as well."

Emma nodded at that and David took her hand so he could let her out.

...

The first thing Emma did when she was back downstairs was apologise to Mary Margaret, but unfortunately she had been punished with no dinner that night so she had to make herself comfortable with something else. For a while Emma made herself comfortable on one of the chairs but she wasn't allowed to watch tv as well because it was on the list of things she was banned from for the next two weeks. However, Mary Margaret and David were discussing how after all these years of searching for their daughter she was like raising a teenager when it came to how good of a daughter she was. After a while, Emma began looking tired and Mary Margaret was the one who caught onto this.

"Right Emma, it's time for bed." Mary Margaret said.

"You sure you don't want me to do this instead?" David asked.

"No, I'm fine. Come on Em." Mary Margaret said as she guided Emma upstairs and left her husband and young son downstairs.

...

"Lie on your stomach sweetheart. It will be easier on your bottom."

"I wouldn't have to if your hand wasn't so hard." Emma mumbled as she rolled over but Mary Margaret knew exactly what she said.

"I expect a big difference in this attitude tomorrow young lady." Mary Margaret warned.

"Yes mommy." Emma cried since her butt was starting to hurt now.

"You'll be in my heart, believe me you'll be in my heart, for this day an now and forever more. You'll be in my heart, no matter what they say, you'll be here in my heart, always," Snow silently sang and eventually saw Emma falling asleep which is when she went out but stopped before she closed the door.

"Goodnight my sweet child." Mary Margaret said before closing the door. That was all of the drama finished for the rest of the night.

Right guys! So that was an idea I had about Emma's relationship with the rest of the family. I took a bit of inspiration from Tarzan but the rest was just my idea. Anyway, I'm hoping to do a discipline fanfic between Regina and Snow next so please tell me what you think about that and of course keep the suggestions coming in. Anyhow, there will be an episode summery and add on one being uploaded after that. Anyhow; thanks for reading!