"Not long enough if you ask me," she huffed, the smile she had been directing at her daughter slipping from her face as she gave him the evils. Hearing him speak made her stomach flip, she felt strongly affected by his presence. Even now he was charming, probably even more than he had been at eighteen, but she wouldn't make the same mistake, wouldn't allow herself to be pulled in by him again. There was no way he was going to get the opportunity to break her heart for a second time.

"Mommy, we're going to go play in the shallow end, is that okay?" Pippa asked, interrupting the glaring competition the two adults were taking part in. "Mommy."

"Yes, of course," she shook her head, snapping out of it as she smiled at her little girl. The children didn't need to be told twice before they were both heading away from their respective parents, leaving Regina and Robin stood together, childless. Keeping her eyes trained on Pippa she took a deep breath, she wanted to follow her daughter but knew she shouldn't interrupt when she was playing with her new friend.

"Wow, okay then. Just as opaque as ever aren't you."

"And what pray tell does that mean?" Regina scoffed, not looking at him as much as she wanted to. That was rich coming from him, how dare he act as though he were the injured party. He wasn't. She was the one who had been made a fool of following their breakup, she'd been embarrassed and humiliated because of him.

"I just mean that you don't like talking about your problems, you'd rather ignore them, right? Just like you did thirteen years ago." Here she went again, same old Regina. At least now she was talking a little bit, back then she had just completely shut him out and refused to hear a word he said, not even offering him an explanation as to why they broke up.

"I don't really know what you want me to say about that. All I know is that we are both mature adults, and we have the ability to avoid one another. So, you stay away from me and I'll stay away from you."

"I just want my kid to have a good time."

"Agreed," Regina nodded, looking at him for a moment, "this is going to be a long week."

"Sure, as hell is."

With a roll of her eyes she pulled herself up out of the pool, walking along the side towards the shallow end, "sweetie, I'll be watching from the lounger okay," she smiled, squeezing her daughter's shoulder as she passed the two girls who were playing happily together.

"Okay, mommy."

She cleared her throat as she lowered herself to the lounger, drying off before applying a fresh coat of sunscreen and making a note to call Pippa over in around half an hour so she could have some more on as well. Disney music was playing across the deck and as much as Regina might have been a fan of Disney, it was a little much. She was aware that Robin was watching her every now and then. If he wasn't watching his little girl, he was watching her.

Part of her was annoyed that she hadn't summoned the effort to confront him, but she couldn't do it. Not when her little girl was close by, she didn't think it would happen at all on this trip, they both had their children to think about and the last thing they needed was to be ruining their children's trip by arguing.

Taking a deep breath, she picked up her drink and leant back on the lounger. She had a bad feeling about how friendly the little girls were already becoming and had an inkling that they were going to be forced into spending more time together than they would ever be comfortable with. In fact, any time spent with him was too much. God her daughter didn't half know how to pick them. Out of all the children on the damn boat, she befriended his daughter.

After around an hour of the girls playing nicely together, Pippa, emerged from the pool, walking sensibly over to her mother, cautious of the slippy surface as she did so. "Well hello there. Your new friend seems nice."

"Mia is so cool! You'll never guess what."

"What?" Regina asked, running the Ariel towel over her daughter as she dried her off before reaching for the factor 50. She began to apply the sun cream as the little girl gave her an excited smile.

"She lives in Storybrooke! Can you believe it! Grandma and Grandpa live in Storybrooke too!"

Regina rose an eyebrow as she took in the information, as far as she had been aware Robin had moved away from the town, so how come he was back all of a sudden? The timing couldn't have been worse either, she hadn't yet told Pippa about their plans, she had wanted to whilst they were on this cruise, had been hoping that being surrounded by Disney would have been a nice distraction. She felt as though she probably had to tell her sooner rather than later now. "Pips, I need to tell you something," Regina sighed, getting her daughter to sit beside her on the lounger.

"What is it?"

"Okay, well, I know we both really love Boston and all your friends at school are there, but I actually applied for a job in Storybrooke and they asked me to take on the position," she confessed. When her mother had informed her that the town was looking for a new mayor Regina had applied for it, not thinking that she would actually get the position. The chance to move closer to her parents was too tempting to pass up, but it meant uprooting their entire lives.

"What does that mean?" Pippa asked, narrowing her eyes a little as she looked at her mother.

"It means that we going to be moving closer to your grandparents, it also means a new school, which is why I was reluctant to take the position but…"

"We're moving to Storybrooke?"

"Yes," Regina nodded, holding her breath as she looked at her daughter, waiting for her reaction, she just hoped that she didn't take the news too poorly. Regina knew that she had plenty of friends in Boston, friends she might not be too happy to have to leave.

"That's so cool! I need to go tell Mia!" she squealed, attempting to make a break for it only to be held onto by her mother.

"Hey, wait a minute. You're okay with this?"

"Of course! We'll get to see grandma and grandpa every day and Storybrooke has a beach!"

"Boston has a beach," Regina shrugged.

"Yeah, but the beach at Storybrooke isn't anywhere near as busy, we can go to Granny's every morning for breakfast."

"Slow down a minute," she laughed. It was a little bit of a shock that her daughter was taking the news so well. She had been expecting there to be tantrums and tears when her daughter found out that they were moving. Though she should have known that it would be fine, Pippa had always been so easy going, it was easy for her to make new friends and Regina had no clue who she got that from because personally she was the worst at doing that. She wasn't sociable in the slightest. "You're happy to be moving?"

"Yes."

"Why? What about your school friends? You do know that you won't really be able to see them."

At that comment, her little girl looked down at her feet, a sad expression on her face, "those girls aren't my friends."

"What are you talking about?" Regina asked, her fingers hooking under her daughter's chin, lifting it so that she could look at her properly.

"The girls at school are mean to me, they don't let me play. They say mean things, things about daddy, making fun of me because I only have you, because I don't have a daddy like they do."

Regina felt anger and sadness well up inside her, this was the first she was hearing about any of this. She had thought that her daughter had been happy at school, she always seemed to be, but seeing her stood there in front of her, upset just talking about the girls she thought had been her friends. "Why didn't you tell me? I could have sorted it out."

"I didn't want to upset you," Pippa murmured, "I didn't listen to what they said to me, I just played on my own at school, or sometimes the boys ask me to play soccer," she smiled with a little shrug.

"Oh sweetheart," Regina breathed, pulling her into her arms and holding her tight, "I'm so sorry. I wish you had let me know." Now she felt like a shitty parent, how hadn't she noticed that her smiley happy daughter had been having a hard time at school? God Pippa really was like her wasn't she, hiding her true feelings away from everyone, the sad thing was that she hadn't felt that she could come to her. Her own daughter hadn't told her what was going on. "Well, I suppose this new start is perfect for the both of us then," she smiled. Well, mostly perfect, apart from the news that a certain someone also lived in the town.

"Yes! And I already have a friend!" she squealed happily as her mother tickled her.

"You do," Regina nodded, trying to sound happy for the girl. She was happy for her; it was just a shame about the parentage of the girl she had decided to befriend. Regina would just have to learn to deal with it, her daughter's happiness came first, before anything. "Before you go back to playing, I need to finish putting this sunscreen on. You can have another hour and then we'll go get some lunch. Okay?"

"Okay," she beamed, standing still and allowing her mother to apply the lotion.

"Daddy!" Mia called excitedly as she hurried over to him after getting out of the pool, making his eyes widen at the prospect of her falling on the slippery tiles.

"Walk," he shouted over to her, forcing her to walk instead of run as she had been doing previously. She cast him a cheeky smile as she stopped in front of him. "That was dangerous."

"Sorry, I wanted to tell you something about my new friend Pippa!" she grinned, pushing her soaked blonde hair behind her ears as her father pulled her arm floaties off so he could apply more sun lotion. "Her grandparents live in Storybrooke!"

"I know," Robin nodded. It was the truth, he often saw Henry and Cora out and about in town, Mia even knew who they were and talked to them whenever they were in Granny's. They didn't talk to him, just like their daughter they tried to ignore him as much as they possibly could. "Cora and Henry are her grandparents."

"Really?! How do you know?" she asked, excitedly, her little eyes widening even further.

"Well, I knew Pippa's mommy when I was younger."

"Oh, my goodness! Was she your friend?" The grin on her face was heartbreaking, he didn't have it in him to tell her that they disliked each other and weren't even on speaking terms.

"She used to be, but do you remember when I told you that sometimes adults fall out?"

"Oh, like you and mommy?"

"Yes, sort of."

"You fall out with a lot of people daddy, maybe you should try being nicer to ladies."

"Hey! I am nice to ladies, maybe ladies just aren't nice to me," he argued. He had always been a gentleman when it came to women, he prided himself on that. That was probably why he was always unlucky in love, it had happened with Regina and then Marian, he always seemed to be the one getting dumped.

"Are you saying that Pippa's mommy wasn't nice to you?"

"Not exactly," that was exactly what he was saying, but he could hardly confess that to his daughter, not when she was wanting to be friends with the other little girl. He couldn't stand in the way of a potential friendship between the two girls. "We just had a disagreement that's all. It has been a long time since we've seen each other."

"Maybe you should make friends again."

"Yeah, maybe. Anyway, let's get the rest of this cream on you and then you can go back and play," he smiled, putting some in her hands and allowing her to rub it over her legs whilst he put some on her back, making sure that everywhere was covered. The last thing he wanted was a sunburnt seven-year-old.

Somehow the rest of the day was spent without bumping into Robin again, despite Pippa constantly talking about her new friend. Regina had taken her to the princess's tea party and they'd eaten so much cake that Regina worried they might actually get sick. Pippa had been dressed as Princess Jasmine, she'd styled her hair in a similar way and had already bought the costume before they boarded, well, she'd had one of her close friends make it for her. Jefferson was a fashion designer and he enjoyed a challenge.

Right now, though they were back in their room, lying on their beds staring up at the ceiling fans. "I'm so stuffed," Pippa groaned, turning her head to look at her mother. "I never want to see another cake again."

"Really? Well, that can be arranged."

"Nooo, I didn't mean never again," she giggled, "just today."

"Oh, okay," Regina smiled, looking over at her daughter and grinning at her. "So, we have the rest of the day at our disposal. What do you think we should do?"

"I dunno," she shrugged, smirking back at her before sitting up on the bed and scurrying over to climb up on her mother's. "What do you want to do?"

"Me?"

"Yep, you have to do something you want too."

"This holiday is about you have fun Pips, anything you want to do is fine with me," she reassured, her fingers straightening up her daughter's curls, "I want you to have the best time."

"We should both have the best time."

"I suppose you're right, do you know what makes me have the best time though?"

"What?"

"Seeing you having the best time," Regina quipped, bopping her daughter's nose as she sat up in bed. "Something else I know is that we shouldn't be wasting our holiday lying on our beds because we ate too much cake," she laughed, "we need to get out there and do something."

"That's a good idea," Pippa agreed, crossing her legs as she sat up and watched her mother. Regina moved over to the mirror to touch up her makeup a little, her once red lips had been made bare whilst she had eaten and of course, that needed fixing as soon as possible. "I don't think you need makeup to look pretty mommy, you look pretty without it."

"Really?"

"Yep."

"Well thanks, but I think a little makeup won't hurt." Her daughter simply nodded. She had a mischievous expression on her face which made Regina think that maybe she was up to something, it was the face she always pulled when she was plotting. Her child was certainly one for things like that, although most of the time she was a little angel, there could be times when she was a cunning little madam, just like her mother. "What?"

"Nothing," she shrugged, "maybe we could go and see which film they are showing."

"Sounds like a plan. Let's go then," she hummed, offering her hand to Pippa as she grabbed her purse.

They walked through the ship hand in hand, making their way towards the theatre, Pippa dragged her into the gift shop on the way as they looked through all of the items on sale. A lot of them were exclusive to the cruise and of course, she was a sucker when her daughter wanted anything, letting her pick out a few things. She had a stuffed Dumbo in clutched in her hands as she held it close.

"Look how cute he is!" she hummed, holding him up for Regina to get a closer look. She had to admit that the elephant was cute, she patted his head and nodded.

"Well, I suppose we have to buy him, don't we. He can be your little holiday friend," she smiled, it was then that Pippa grabbed something else and thrust it towards her.

"I think you need this one!" she said with a giggle. Regina looked at the toy she had been handed, seeing Mushu, the dragon from Mulan. She had to admit that it was cute, it had also been one of her favourites as a teenager.

With a little chuckle she shrugged her shoulders, "well, I suppose if I need him, then I'll have to get him, he'll have to be my little holiday friend," she laughed. She and her daughter continued their way through the store, picking out different things they wanted, both of them ended up with a soft toy, a mug and ears. Regina knew that probably wasn't going to be the last of their purchases, she was just glad that she had built a good career for herself to be able to afford such things.

She was so grateful for her life, despite losing Daniel so early on, she tried to make sure that her daughter still had everything she needed and wanted. That was what she lived for, if it hadn't been for Pippa, she wasn't sure how she would have coped after Daniel's death, she didn't know if she would have been able to pick herself back up again. She had to carry on going for her daughter, the thing that would probably break her heart the most was if she let her down.

"Thank you," Pippa smiled brightly as the cashier handed them their things, she also turned and thanked Regina, something which made her heart warm. God, why was her daughter just the cutest? "You have to put your ears on," she ordered, holding out a sparkly black and red pair to Regina before putting on her own child-sized matching pair. "There we go."

"How do I look?"

"Beautiful mommy."

"Not as beautiful as you, I don't think," she shook her head, as they held hands once again before heading towards where they had been meant to go in the first place. To the theatre.

The rest of the full first day onboard was pretty uneventful. They didn't see Robin and Mia again, something Regina was grateful for, though Pippa had mentioned her a few times and she knew that she most likely wouldn't be so lucky for the rest of the trip. She just had to take her time without Robin and run with it whilst she could. Tomorrow would be their first day onshore and they would be able to enjoy the wonderful sandy beaches of Bermuda, she might even be able to top up her tan whilst she was at it.

"I think that by the end of this holiday you'll have ice cream coming out of your nose," robin grinned as he watched his daughter devour what must have been her second if not third ice cream of the day. She was clearly making the most of the free soft serve, though to be honest, it wasn't as though he hadn't as well.

"I actually had that happen once," she giggled, taking a lick of her ice cream cone as she rested against him. They were sat on the deck watching the movie that was screening outside. They'd just had dinner and were waiting for the Mickey and Friends performance to begin.

"You did? Why didn't you tell me about it?" He laughed, wiping some of the milky treat from her face with one of the napkins he was grateful to have grabbed in advance.

"It was ages ago, it was at Paige's birthday party and I was laughing at something and it came out of my nose."

"That's disgusting."

"I know," she grinned almost proudly as though it were something to brag about. She was holding on tight to the Stitch teddy that she'd bought earlier. When he'd asked her which plush she wanted, that had been the one she opted for, telling him that she wished she could have a little blue alien friend but he had to be as cute as Stitch.

Consequently, Robin was forced to buy the character who Mia said was Stitch's girlfriend. Apparently, she was called Angel and she was just a pink version of Stitch. So here he was, sat with his daughter holding onto a pink alien as she cradled the blue one in her arms. He knew that although Mia had assured him that Stitch was hers and Angel was his, as soon as they got home to Storybrooke, or even before then, she would have both of them as her own. She was clever like that, not that he minded, even if she'd told him she wanted both in the shop he'd have most likely bought them for her anyway. It wasn't often he got to spoil her like this, he just wanted his daughter to have a magical time.

"So, we reach our first port tomorrow, fancy some sightseeing?" Robin asked, gathering Mia's messy hair into his hands and trying to comb through it with his fingers so it looked a little more presentable. After their crazy day, they hadn't really had the chance to go back to their room which meant that Mia looked as though she'd been dragged through a hedge backwards.

"I think so," she nodded. He was glad that she was agreeing to that, although they had come on this trip for her, he didn't think he'd be able to cope with six days of none stop Disney with no breaks. At least if they got off at an island and looked around he might retain some of his sanity. "Where is it that we're going?"

"First stop is Bermuda, we can go and play on the beach, make some sandcastle, play in the sea."

"Yes!"

"Great, well, it's a plan then. Tomorrow we got to the beach."