Chapter 6

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Roland's footsteps echo on the hardwood floor as he runs into Henry's room. A smile is on the four-year-old's face even as he enters his older brother's room.

"Henry! Henry, wake up!" Roland begs as he shakes the older boy's shoulder.

Henry groans in response before covering his face with his pillow. He loves spending time with his younger brother; he really does, but not so early in the morning. However, Roland is persistent in waking Henry up.

"You have to wake up, Henry! I have something to show you!" Roland nearly yells while flopping down on the bed beside his brother.

"What is it that you want to show me, little man?" Henry asks before sitting up in the bed.

"I'm not little, Henry. Mama says I'm a big boy," Roland returns in a defensive tone.

This results in a laugh from Henry before he ruffles the younger boy's hair. It is then that the teenager realizes what time it is. The clock on his nightstand reads 8:00, and it's Friday, meaning school starts at 8:15.

"I'm gonna be late! Thanks for waking me up, Roland!" Henry quickly realizes before rummaging through his dresser for some clean clothes.

"You have school today?" Roland questions in a slightly disappointed tone, his lip poking out in a pout as he does so.

"Yes, Roland. You know I have school Monday through Friday," Henry answers while he slips a clean long-sleeve shirt over his head.

"Even in the snow?" the little outlaw asks his older brother.

Henry stops putting on his shoes and looks at Roland with a look of pure joy.

"It snowed last night?" he inquires, his eyes getting wider in excitement.

"That's what I was trying to tell you! We have to go wake up Mama and Papa," Roland reveals to Henry before running towards their parents' room.

"Wait for me, Roland!" Henry softly calls down the hallway.

The two boys quietly open the door to their parents' room before softly creeping towards the bed. However, as they approach, Henry puts his hand in front of Roland's chest to stop the younger boy from going any further.

"What's wrong, Henry?" Roland asks out of concern for their parents.

"They look too peaceful to wake up," Henry whispers to his brother while motioning to Robin and Regina, who are still sleeping in the bed.

Robin has his arm wrapped around Regina, holding her close so that her back is against his chest. Regina has her left hand interlocked with Robin's right hand while her other hand subconsciously runs over his lion tattoo. Roland makes sort of a disgusted face at the scene in front of him, to which Henry smiles down at his younger brother.

"What's the face for, Roland?" Henry asks.

"Mama and Papa are cuddling again! That's worse than kissing!" Roland remarks to Henry as he continues to observe their parents.

"Papa and Mama love each other very much, Roland. Why is that so bad?" Henry tease, knowing that's not what the four-year-old means.

"I know that they love each other, Henry, but they need to wake up. The snow's gonna melt if they don't hurry!" Roland says in a slightly complaining tone.

Henry laughs at Roland's response before he whispers a plan into the younger boy's ear. Roland's face lights up at this plan, and the two boys soon are preparing to carry out their well-prepared plan. Henry approaches Regina's side of the bed while Roland approaches Robin's side of the bed. Henry counts down from three on his fingers where Roland can see before both of them jump into the bed on either side of their parents.

"IT'S SNOWING!" Roland and Henry nearly yell in their parents' ears.

Both Robin and Regina instantly unlock themselves from the other's embrace before sitting up in the bed, looking at both of their boys in alarm.

"What's wrong, boys?" Regina asks in concern, not hearing what they said the first time.

"Nothing's wrong, Mama," Roland answers with a dimpled grin as Regina scoops the little boy up in her arms.

"Then what was all the screaming for, lads?" Robin questions, directing the question towards Henry.

"It's snowing outside!" Henry happily cheers as he throws up the curtains to his parents' bedroom.

"That would be what cause all of the excitement," Regina smiles at her husband as their two boys jump out of their parents' bed and run towards the stairs.

"Henry, do you wanna build a snowman?" Roland asks in a sing-song voice, doing his best to imitate Frozen.

"Come on, let's go and play!" Henry shouts out, continuing in his little brother's shenanigans.

"Boys, put on some extra layers of clothes and a coat first!" Regina calls to them before they can get too far.

"And at least stay inside for breakfast first," Robin adds.

"Okay!" Roland and Henry both answer in response before running back into their rooms to put on more layers of clothes.

Regina smiles at her sons' excitement before kissing Robin on the lips like she does every morning. Robin kisses her back before she gets out of bed and heads over for her closet. Before long, she is throwing a pile of clothes onto their bed along with her coat, mittens, and knit hat.

"I take it we're going to play in the snow too, my love?" Robin questions, coming up behind his wife as he does so.

"Yes, thief. What kind of a snow day would it be if we didn't have a good old-fashioned snowball fight with our boys?" Regina smirks before tying her red scarf around her neck.

"That would be a disgrace to snow days everywhere, I imagine," Robin says before getting out some heavier clothes to wear over his pajama shirt and pants.

About thirty minutes later, after Regina's home-made pancakes, the Hood-Mills family goes outside to start their snow day. Stepping outside, they all realize that there is much more snow on the ground than they thought. There is at least two feet worth of snow on the ground, if not more. The first thing the family does before ruining any of the freshly fallen snow is take pictures of themselves in the snow. Regina gets some good shots of Henry and Roland trying to catch snowflakes on their tongue. After watching their sons try this feat and not succeeding, Robin decides to get in on it too.

"I bet I can catch a snowflake on my tongue before you can, my boys," Robin challenges in a playful tone.

"No way, Papa! I'm gonna catch one first!" Roland responds with a dimpled smile.

"I don't think so. I've almost got one," Henry reveals as the snowflake inches closer to his open mouth.

Just before it can land though, it melts. Regina takes a lot of pictures of her three boys in the snow, wanting to remember this day forever.

As she sets the camera down on the front steps, something cold and wet hits the back of her neck. Regina wheels around to find Robin sheepishly grinning at her, a snowball in hand.

"I didn't see you standing there, my love. I'm sorry," Robin says with a small bit of sass, and a cocky face to match.

"What am I gonna do with you, thief?" she smiles at her husband before crouching down in the snow to form several snowballs at once.

"Teach him a lesson, Mom. Show him what he gets for messing with my Mom," Henry smirks before helping Regina make an armload of snowballs.

"Roland, my boy, we need to make a fort, and fast!" Robin tells his youngest son before scooping an armful of snow into a semi-rectangular shape.

"I think Mama and Henry have other ideas, Papa," Roland warns as Henry and Regina begin pelting Robin with snowballs, throwing one every now and then at Roland for good measures.

"Is this really what you want, Regina? A snowball war on our first snow day as a family?" Robin tries to persuade, but to no avail.

"You brought this upon yourself, Robin," Regina smugly smiles at him before hitting her husband in the chest with a snowball.

"Yeah, Dad. No one pelts my Mom with snowballs and gets away with it," Henry tease before hitting his step-father's back and neck with three snowballs apiece.

Robin's body shivers as the cold snow travels down the back of his jacket, but he shrugs off the cold after a while. He's the leader of the Merry Men; he should be able to handle a little cold.

"If it's a war you want, then it's a war you shall get. Roland, make some more snowballs and fast!" Robin announces to his family.

The thief settles down behind his temporary snow fort, planning on how to get Regina and Henry back for unsuspectedly attacking him with far more snowballs than he had hit Regina with. As he surveys his wife and oldest son's defense, he notices that they do not even have the foundation of a snow fort built yet. This can easily work to Robin's advantage. Roland quickly passes his father some snowballs before Robin gets to work on his ingenious plan. He quickly gather as many snowballs as he can possibly hold at once into his arms, being sure to keep his back pressed up against the newly constructed wall of his and Roland's fort. Then, when Henry and Regina start to quietly pad over in the thick blanket of snow, he attacks. One snowball hits Henry dead in the center of the teenager's chest, and the other hits him on his right shoulder. Robin throws three at Regina, one hitting her stomach, one hitting her left arm, and the last one landing directly in her hair. Roland and Robin stifle a laugh as the queen wipes the snow out of her hair before grabbing her own arsenal of snowballs to throw at her outlaws.

"Now you've done it, Robin," Regina warns before she chucks a multitude of snowballs at her husband and Roland.

Roland giggles as the snow hits him before he makes some snowballs for himself. The first one the four-year-old throws just misses Henry's shoulder, but the second one hits the older boy in the stomach. Henry's breath is momentarily knocked out of him for a second, but then he is recovered and starts to run after Roland. The younger boy starts to sprint across the yard, making zig-zags in the snow to try and escape his older brother. Henry starts to gain on Roland, and within seconds, he is two steps behind the younger boy.

Henry leaps forward, pushing Roland down into the fluffy white snow, which makes both of them laugh.

"I caught you, Roland," Henry smirks at his younger brother as both boys lay on their backs in the snow.

"You have longer legs than me, so it's not fair," Roland says with a fake pout which earns a grin from Henry.

Both boys are now covered head to toe in the powdery snow, and they couldn't be more content, or so they thought.

"Robin of Locksley, it's not very manly to hide from someone during a snowball fight," Regina playfully teases her husband as she continues searching for him.

Roland and Henry see their father hiding behind the base of Regina's prized apple tree with a finger held over his lips. Regina continues walking around the yard, closer to the apple tree, not knowing of the ambush that awaits her. The queen takes one final step before four snowballs hit her. Robin barely peeks his head out from behind the tree before throwing another round of snowballs at his wife.

"Robin, be a man and come out into the open. What kind of lesson are you teaching our sons like this?" Regina laughs as she prepares to pelt Robin with a lot of snowballs.

"I'm only teaching them to win, my love," Robin smirks before he runs towards Regina.

She lets out a small gasp of surprise before beginning to throw the snowballs towards her thief. He dodges each one while continuing to get closer to Regina. Once he is within fifty feet, Regina turns on her heel and starts running through the thick, powdery snow to put as much distance between herself and Robin as possible. A snowball whizzes by Robin's head and another one connects with his ribs. The thief looks over his shoulder to find Henry and Roland smiling widely at him. Three against one does not sound like good news for Robin.

"My love, what have you done to our boys? Now they want to make me lose the snowball war," Robin asks his wife with a fake hint of jealousy.

"I can't help it both of them want to be on the winning team, thief," Regina responds with a small smirk.

"Even still, three against one isn't very fair," Robin reminds as he continues to chase after Regina.

"All's fair in love and war, Robin," Regina reminds as she forms another snowball.

Henry and Roland now jump up from their position on the snowy grass to throw more snowballs at their dad.

"Roland, you sneak around that way and get Papa, and I'll go to the other side," Henry whispers to his younger brother.

Roland excitedly shakes his head before starting to inch forward towards Robin. On Henry's signal, both boys release their snowballs, hitting their father with every single one. Robin's once green jacket is now almost solid white, not to mention wet, from all of the snow. Regina smiles and laughs as Robin spits snow out of his mouth, but that just makes the thief more intent on catching his queen. Regina quickly starts to tire, so Robin puts on more speed and suddenly, he's one step behind her. Robin gently tackles her into the snow, causing Regina to land on her back. The thief holds the queen's arms on the ground before flashing her his signature grin.

"Do you give up, milady?" Robin asks her.

"I never surrender in a snowball fight, thief. I thought you knew me by now," Regina teases before leaning her head up to kiss Robin's lips.

Robin returns the kiss, letting his hold on Regina's arms go and holding her face between his strong, calloused hands. Halfway through the kiss, Regina smashes a snowball against Robin's face.

"That was a nasty trick, my love," Robin tells his wife, spitting snow out of his mouth as he does so.

"You should know better than to mess with a queen, thief," Regina jokes before sitting up in the snow.

Henry and Roland throw snow at both of their parents, which earns them a smile from both Robin and Regina.

"You are now at the mercy of the brave knights of the Enchanted Forest," Roland giggles at Regina.

"Surrender now and no harm will come to you," Henry grins.

"What do you say, Robin? Truce?" Regina asks her husband.

"It's a truce, my love. How I ever went to war against you never ceases to confuse me," Robin returns with a smile.

"Yes! We won, Mom!" Henry cheers after Robin's acceptance of the truce.

"Did you expect any less out of me?" Regina teases before knocking Henry over into the snow.

The teenager just smiles up at his mom. Finally, they could be on the same side during a snowball fight. Before Emma came to town Henry and Regina would have snowball fights, but they were always against each other since there were only two of them. After Emma came into town, there always seemed to be some sort of threat looming, so they never had time to have a snowball fight during the winter. Today is the first snow day that all of the Hood-Mills family has enjoyed together. This being said, there are a few rules Henry and Regina forgot to mention to Robin before their snowball fight.

"What do you mean, lad? We called a truce," Robin inquires with a puzzled look on his face.

"Did you not tell him the rules, Henry?" Regina asks her oldest son while trying to stifle a laugh.

"What rules?" Robin questions.

"I thought you were gonna tell him," Henry responds with a half-smile.

"Tell me what?" Robin tries yet again to be heard.

"Whoever accepts the truce makes their team lose," Regina laughs before Roland comes and sits in her lap.

"And neither of you thought this would be important for me to know? I demand a rematch," Robin suddenly says before standing up and throwing snowballs at the three of them.

Many hours later, the rematch has occurred, and Regina and Henry won, yet again. Robin still can't believe this, but he accepts defeat. Now it's nine o'clock, and both Roland and Henry are asleep near the fireplace. Regina brings them a blanket before spreading it out over them, making sure both of her sons don't catch a cold from sleeping in the floor. Robin smiles at her as she places a kiss on both boys' foreheads before making her way over to him.

"Did you have a nice snow day, Regina?" Robin asks her as she sits down beside him on the couch.

"Any day with my three boys is a good day. I think Henry enjoyed being out of school," Regina laughs at her husband before running her hand over his lion tattoo.

"Do you think the snow will still be on the ground tomorrow?" Robin asks with a dimpled grin like a child.

"We'll have to see, thief. Why? What do you have planned?" Regina returns, looking him in his light blue eyes that are sparkling with mischief.

"I wanted to go sledding down the tall hill that's across town. I could push the three of you down and jump down the back of the sled," Robin reveals before a yawn overcomes his lips.

"Good thing that can wait for in the morning, because you look exhausted, Robin," Regina teases with a small smirk.

"Playing in the snow takes a lot of energy out of a person, Regina. It seems that our boys would agree," Robin chuckles before wrapping a quilt around himself and Regina.

The queen and outlaw fall asleep on the couch in front of the fireplace as more snow falls down from the sky.

Author's Note: Well, that's the end of the first part of The D.E.V.R.O.N.'s prompt! The D.E.V.R.O.N., I hope I fulfilled your vision, so please make sure and review on if I did that. I also want to thank my 45 followers and the 29 people who put this story on their favorites list. You guys are fantastic! The next chapter is going to be a continuation of this prompt. Thank you all for your support; and I hope you enjoyed Chapter 6! Until the next update, my lovely readers! Also, Happy Holidays to all of you, and I will try to update as soon as possible.