AN: Just some fluff featuring a very cute guest.

Babysitting

"Killian?" Emma called out to her husband.

"Yes, love?" her pirate answered as he walked into the other room.

"I have a surprise for you," the blonde teased.

"A surprise? What kind of-?"

"Mr. Hook!"

Killian was tackled to the ground by a small boy, Roland, who was laughing and smiling. "I'm taking you're the surprise?" he laughed.

"Regina and Robin were going out tonight and asked if we could watch him for a few hours," the blonde chuckled. "Do you mind?"

"Not at all, love," the pirate chuckled as he got both Roland and himself off the floor. "Besides," he said as he made his way over to his wife, "we're going to need some practice."

Emma smiled as she rubbed circles on her protruding belly. "Yeah, we are. So Roland what do you want to do?"

The little boy pretended to think before he shouted, "Ice cream!"

"You want to go get ice cream?"

"Yeah! Ice cream, ice cream!" the little boy chanted.

"I totally agree with him," Henry said as he walked into the loft. "Ice cream, ice cream!" the teen chanted along with the toddler.

"Henry, you're not helping," Emma groaned.

"I wouldn't mind a sweet treat myself," Hook smirked.

"You're not helping either," Emma punched her husband in the arm. "Alright, alright," Emma said to get the boys' attention. "How about we get dinner at Granny's then we can get ice cream."

"Yay!" Roland shouted. "Ice cream, ice cream," he continued to chant.

"Roland."

"No!"

"Come on buddy, please," Emma begged.

"No!" the toddler yelled.

Emma sighed and crossed her arms on the table and hung her head in defeat. "I'm about ready to accept defeat," she mumbled into her hands.

"How about if I give a try?" Killian mused as he rubbed his wife's shoulders.

"Be my guest," his wife offered as she started to eat from her plate.

"Come on lad, you need to finish your vegetables."

"No! I hate vegetables!" the toddler exclaimed. "They're nasty."

"But they make you grow big and strong. Don't you want to be strong?"

"Like papa?"

"Yes, just like you're papa," Killian smiled.

Roland squirmed in his seat then gingerly picked up his fork and speared a piece of broccoli. The toddler hesitated for a while until he placed the piece in his mouth and started chewing. "See? Now was that so bad?" Killian asked the toddler when he was done chewing.

"Nuh uh," Roland smiled then continued to finish eating.

Killian turned to his wife and smirked. She rolled her eyes, "Lucky shot."

"Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream," both Roland and Henry chanted as they walked into the shop.

"Hard to tell who's the toddler," Emma chuckled as she and Killian walked up to the display case.

"Can I have chocolate, Emma?" Roland asked with puppy eyes.

"Sure, buddy."

"Make mine a double scoop sundae with hot fudge, whipped cream, nuts, and cherry," Henry beamed at his mother.

"Someone's got a sweet tooth," Emma chuckled. "I think I want the same but with cookies and cream ice cream."

"Look who's talking," Henry laughed.

"Hey, I'm feeding for two, thank you very much."

"Lad, don't taunt your mother," Killian chastised his stepson.

"Sorry mom." The teen grabbed his ice cream and took Roland outside to wait for the other two.

"I think we did a pretty good job tonight, don't you?" Emma asked her husband.

"I think it's safe we are perfectly capable of taking care of a child," Killian smiled down at his wife.

Emma smiled back and rubbed more circles on her belly. "Only a few more weeks," she beams.