Emma fanned the dishtowel at the smoke alarm furiously, trying her damnedest to get the stupid thing to shut up. She could still here the random sprays of the fire extinguisher coming from the kitchen as Henry yelled, "I think I got it all." Accompanied by another spray and a, "Nevermind!" She sent a short glare toward the pirate, standing with his hang clasped around his hooked wrist, waiting for her to finish.

"I can do that if your arms are tiring, love," Killian suggested, taking a step toward her.

Emma pursed her lips together as she turned to him again, hands on her hips as she stepped down from the chair. Holding out the towel for him, she moved out of his way. "Are you sure it won't 'just catch fire', too?"

Killian took the towel, taking her place on the chair, fanning at the white circle on the wall. "I did say I was sorry," he pointed out.

"And I said, 'Don't touch the appliances while I'm not here', didn't I?" Emma asked, no amusement in her tone as she heard another spray come from the extinguisher.

"I was only trying to have dinner ready for you. You deserve to have something nice after you work," Killian reasoned as the smoke detector finally stopped the loud alert sounds.

"I also deserve to have an apartment to come home to," Emma pointed out.

Stepping down from the chair, he held out the towel for her to take back. "Well, you can't fault me for trying, can you?"

Emma huffed and raised an eyebrow, grabbed him by the sleeve of his shirt and pulled him back to the kitchen. Pointing at the now charred stove, its door hanging slightly off the hinge, she gave him an exasperated look. "Considering how that went? Yes, I think I can."

Henry took the moment to speak up, smiling sheepishly in their direction. "It's the thought that counts?"

Emma whirled around, giving him the same look. "And you know better than to let him near things after the toaster fiasco."

"We were only trying to do something nice for you, Mom," Henry said in that sad puppy voice that always got to her, no matter how hard she tried to pretend it didn't.

She gaped at the use of it, turning back to Killian who had an equally sad puppy dog look on his face. She looked between the two of them multiple times, unable to believe that she'd let them double team her again before throwing down the towel on the counter. Sighing heavily, she gave them both half-hearted glares as she moved past them. "You're lucky I love the both of you."

Emma was pretty sure she heard the distinct sound of a high five from behind her.