Emma and Regina walked down the busy Boston street chatting about nothing in particular. The Charming's had the "excellent" idea of wanting to see where Emma had grown up. However they also became distracted by the several museums, and Snow, more than anyone, would spend hours in one; Therefore leaving her husband, Henry, and his mothers on their own.
Henry and David had become suddenly interested in taking a selfie with ever statue in the city. In the end Regina and Emma were left walking aimlessly around. Their conversation was distracted however by a familiar voice.
"Emma Swan?" an elderly woman in an apron exclaimed.
Emma stopped abruptly and turned to the old woman. "Mrs. Flanders? No offense but, you're still alive?"
"I'm alive and still making my famous bear claws, why don't you come in and have one for old times' sake." The woman gave no room for argument and Emma looked over at Regina with a large grin.
"Who's that?" Regina asked in a hushed tone.
"This, Regina, is Mrs. Flanders," Emma said loudly as if to make introductions simpler, "When I was in the system she was the only thing that stayed the same. She always gave kids like me free donuts."
"So this is the woman who started you habit of bear claws?" Regina said chuckling. "Thanks for that."
"Emma dear who is this lovely young woman?" Mrs. Flanders asked catching Emma mid bite.
"Oh, this is Regina, she and I kinda have a son together. We brought him up to see where I grew up." Emma wasn't really keen on explaining the situation with her parents.
"You have a son?" The older woman whispered clapping her hands together. "And your partner is an exquisite woman, very beautiful."
Emma choked on her bear claw earning her a few smacks to the back by Regina. When her coughing had subsided she swallowed hard.
"Actually we are- we really- Regina and I-" The blonde stammered over her words.
Regina clasped her hand in Emma's "Thank you Mrs. Flanders, but I'm sure I'm on the winning end of this deal. Wouldn't you say Emma?" She finished with a wink at the shocked blonde.
After about an hour of catching her childhood hero up on the run-abouts of her life, and making up a pretty convincing story about meeting Regina; Emma walked out of the bakery with a large box of freshly baked donuts in hand.
"You really put on a show Regina." Emma said. Their hands were still laced together.
"It wasn't a show Emma." Regina said looking at the concrete sheepishly. "I meant every word."
Emma stopped their walking and pulled Regina into her arms.
"Well in that case." Emma smiled at the brunette in her arms. "Let's make this a real thing." She leaned in a placed her lips onto Regina's.
Their kiss deepened and they were about to lose track of time when the sound of a loud cheer broke them apart. They both looked toward the interruption, seeing their son smiling from ear to ear.
"See gramps, grandma and I told you if we left them alone long enough they would figure it out." Henry ran up wrapping his arms around his mothers.