Author's Note: So I was playing around with some thoughts in my head and I ended up writing these chapters and 'scenes' a while ago (I think like over a year and a half at this point). But I've been reading some good fluffy Swan Queen lately. So I've added a little more to them and decided to finally post them. And here you go. Let me know what you think...if you feel like it. Thanks and hope you enjoy!

"I can't believe it's time to teach them to drive already," Regina said with a sigh to her wife.

"I know, babe," Emma responded. "Hey maybe we can get our moms or Dad to go out with them to teach them the basics instead of us?" she suggested warily.

"No, dear. It's our responsibility. And apparently I promised Henry that I would gladly do so at some point in time," Regina said, shaking her head.

"Well… We'll just have to deal then," Emma said as she pulled her wife a little bit closer to her on their couch. "Where are they by the way?"

"Oh, I believe they're studying at Nick and Ava's," Regina said as she relaxed into Emma's loving embrace.

"Again? They're always over there. How they think that we still don't know that they're dating them is kind of ridiculous at this point," Emma stated.

"It's cute though," Regina chuckled. "And actually kind of funny because I'm pretty sure that they haven't told each other that they're dating the brother and sister of their best friends. But, no, I don't understand how they thought they could hide that from you, detective," Regina said with a smirk as she changed the channel.

"Hey! I was so watching that! Wait...no! How is that even possible?! They tell each other everything," Emma got out before she started laughing.

"Well we had finished dinner the other night when you were working late on that case with Jane. Henry got a text message and his face got really red before he quickly excused himself and left the table. When I asked him who it was as he was walking out he said Ava without really thinking before he quickly corrected himself and said Nick instead. When I turned back to the table Luce said she thought that was weird because she had texted Nick earlier and had still not gotten a response from him. So she figured he forgot his phone at home again when he'd gone to work. I pretty much put it together right then. I had to stop myself from laughing out loud and didn't even reprimand Luce for being on her phone while at the dinner table."

"That's hilarious. Oh teenagers. So lost in their own little worlds. Wait, babe, but I don't understand how you knew that Nick and Luce are dating though...?"

"Oh those two I happened to catch kissing each other goodbye one day at the library," Regina stated simply. She put the remote down when she finally found something that she wanted to watch. "I guess he had come in to visit her before her shift was over."

"Why would she think she wouldn't get caught by someone working there, least of all her mom?"

"She was reshelving some books and I just happened to be cutting through the stacks to get back to the desk after helping a patron. I guess it was just bad luck for her that I saw them."

"We should so play games with them somehow. Now that we have this knowledge."

"Okay," Regina chuckled in response to Emma's suggestion. "I'll leave the game playing up to you, dear."

"Awesome! I'll take that as a yes then," Emma said with a smirk. "Is this the right episode of Outlander, babe?"

"I think so. I don't know. Actually I'm not really sure. Not gonna lie, I'm only half watching this season until they get Claire and Jamie back together."

"Don't worry, they will. There's no show if those two aren't together, right? I'm still surprised that you didn't read all of those original books."

"Well historical fiction is not exactly one of my favorite genres, Em."

"And let's be honest, you know I'm never going to sit down and try to even attempt to read those long ass books. Nope. I'll just stick to my fanfic," Emma said with a grin.

"Have you read any good fanfic about them…?" Regina asked, giving her wife a sidelong glance.

"You know me, babe. What do you think?"

Regina only chuckled as they watched the opening titles for their show.

The next afternoon, Henry pushed open his bedroom door still decorated with his name in felt letters but now also surrounded by the names of his favorite bands with a long, loud huff before immediately dropping his book bag to the floor, walking over to his bed and flopping down on it face first with his arms and legs spread wide. He opened his eyes only when he heard a text alert. Reaching down to his back pocket, he opened the message to find a question from his best friend, Nick, inquiring about the whereabouts of his sister.

"Hey, Hen," Lucy said as she walked into his room announcing her presence but foregoing to knock as he had repeatedly asked her to do.

"Speak of the devil," he said mostly to himself but not in a low enough tone to hide it from his sister.

"What does that mean?" she asked as she flopped down on his bed in the empty space between his feet.

"Nothing. Nick just texted me to see where you were," Henry responded without moving from his position.

"What's up, bro? Why are you so tired?"

"I-" Henry took a deep breath before continuing. "I tried to ask Ava out on a date afterschool and she turned me down. But then she also said that she'd be with Tyler like all this weekend. So like is she blowing me off or does she not like me as much as I do? I don't know anymore!" He lifted and stretched out all of his limbs before dramatically dropping them back down on the bed and sighing loudly.

"So...was there an actual question in there or did I miss that part? You're doing that thing where you ramble like Ma does."

"I guess I'm my mother's son," he stated as he sat up on his forearms and looked back at a grinning Lucy.

"Alright, let me get this straight. You asked your girlfriend and my best friend, by the way, out on a date this weekend and when she turned you down to practice for her recital with her partner you got really bummed about it…? Am I getting this right?"

"Yeah, I guess. She didn't tell me any of that though. Man, I totally forgot she has that huge recital thing coming up! I can't believe I reacted like that now! Ugh!" Henry yelled as she threw his head back down onto his bed.

"K. Well now that that's figured out I'm gonna go get a snack and see what kind of leftovers we have for dinner," Lucy stated as she stood up.

"Okay. I'll be down after I text Ava that I'm sorry," Henry said, sitting up again and looking at his phone. "Hey, Luce, why was Nick texting me asking where you were?" he called out as she left his room.

"Oh I don't know. Just let him know I'm home now though. Thanks, bro!" Lucy answered from the hallway.

"Why are we eating alone without our mothers tonight again?" Henry asked as he placed his cup back onto the coffee table.

"Dude, use a coaster! We're not even supposed to be eating out here," Lucy admonished as she slid a coaster towards her brother's clearly sweating cup. "Ma is finishing up a case with Aunt Jane and Mom has that new program tonight."

"She's the director. I don't know why she has to personally do stuff like that anymore. Isn't that like one of the many perks of being in charge?"

"No, dummy. And she loves doing that sort of stuff. She's lived here all her life. She knows like everybody so it's not even like work to her. And she said this one's only lasting for like six weeks or something. So she'll only be home late for that long. Don't you listen when they talk? Oh wait, I forgot. When a girl tells you something about what's going on in their life you completely forget about it," Lucy says with a chuckle.

"Oh ha ha. Real funny, Luce. At least I have a girlfriend," Henry responded.

"Bro, we've been over many times. I'm not into girls. At least not right now. That can always change in the future though," she replied with a shrug of her shoulder.

"Good to know, hon. Just know that I'll be right here for you with any questions you may have about dating men or women in that future," Emma stated as she walked up behind the couch.

Both of her children jumped in shock at suddenly hearing her voice. "Jesus!" "Ma, my God!" Henry and Lucy reacted simultaneously.

"Hello, my loves. You guys are so lucky it was me who walked in that door and not your Mom," Emma said as she walked around to join them on the couch. "What's for dinner anyway?"

"Just some leftover lasagna Mom left us," Lucy answered. "There would be a piece for you too if Henry didn't have seconds," she stated pointedly.

"It's cool. I actually grabbed something with Jane before she dropped me off. You two should probably eat fast though. What time is your mother supposed to be home from her new program anyway?"

"I think about 8:30ish. After she locks up the library and everything. Hmmm...maybe I was listening when she told us about it," Henry said, surprising himself.

"Okay," Emma chuckled. "So what are we watching?"

"We're still finishing the second season of True Detective," Lucy answered before taking a big bite of her dinner.

"Am I a bad mother that I'm letting you watch this right now?" Emma asked to no one in particular.

"I don't think so. Hey at least it's not like True Blood or Game of Thrones though right?" Henry asked.

"Well, yeah I guess it's not as bad as those...wait how do know about those shows and their-adult themes?" Emma asked her son directly.

"All of his friends watch Game of Thrones. So he pretty much knows everything that's happening?" Lucy answered lightly for her brother.

Henry didn't respond but instead turned pink and looked straight ahead.

"Is Nick one of these friends?" Emma asked.

"No, Mom. Me and Nick are like the only ones who don't watch it, I swear," Henry replied hurriedly.

"It's okay, kid. I trust you. And Nick for that matter. So, got any good plans for this weekend?" she asked innocently.

"No." "Not really."

"No...dates or anything with anyone I might know…?"

"Well I asked Ava if she wanted to do something with me but she's gonna be busy rehearing for her recital. So I'll probably just hang out with Nick or something, I don't know."

"Okay. So Ava may be busy but you and Nick don't have any plans to get together this weekend, sweetheart?"

"What?! No! Why would I have plans with him?" Lucy replied quickly.

"Yeah, Ma, why would my sister have any exclusive plans with my best friend. Although he did send me this weird text earlier asking me where she was…?" Henry said.

"Oh really…? What could that possibly mean?" Emma asked, hardly able to contain her smirk as she turned more toward her daughter.

"Ma, I'm not sure what you're implying but-"

Everyone immediately stopped what they were doing upon hearing the door being opened signalling Regina's return home. Even though it was only 8:12 who else could it be since they were all there already? Luckily, they had a few moments to react since Regina continued to enter their home not at all as stealthily as Emma did.

"Quick, get to the kitchen!" Emma whisper-yelled. Not missing a beat, her children immediately got up and ran into the kitchen with their plates and cups, trying not to spill anything in their haste. Emma was too tired to get up to greet her wife, though, as she heard her approaching the living room.

"Hello, dear," Regina said with a smile. She leaned over the back of the couch to give Emma a kiss on the top of her head. "How was you day, love? Did you and Jane successfully wrap up that case?" she asked as she walked around to sit beside her wife.

"Hey, babe. Yeah it was good. It's all wrapped up. So you're home earlier than we thought you'd be," Emma said, trying her hardest not to ramble.

"Oh I am?" Regina asked with a smirk. "Well I didn't have a lot to do before I locked the doors this evening. So is that the reason why our children went sprinting into the kitchen with their dinners then?"

"What, no. They were in there the whole time, babe," Emma responded not looking directly at Regina.

"Interesting. Because you don't seem to have a beverage of any kind in your hand yet those coasters there clearly have had sweating beverages on them recently…"

"Oh, um. Yeah I had Luce take that into the kitchen for me when you got home so she could finish it… That doesn't even make sense. I'm sorry, babe. I'm too lenient when it comes to them sometimes, I know," she huffed out as she laid her head on Regina's shoulder and wrapped an arm around her stomach. "Why are you still wearing your coat?"

"You know for a detective, you're really not that good at noticing details sometimes, love," Regina said with a light chuckle.

"Hey! That's Jane's department. I'm better at other stuff. That's why you have a partner, babe," Emma said as she kissed her wife's cheek.

"A partner in crime when it comes to our children though, huh dear?"

"Hey, Mom!" Lucy and Henry said in unison as they walked back into the living room to join their mothers on the couch.

"So how was your program tonight?" Lucy asked first.

"Yeah how'd it go?" Henry asked overenthusiastically as he flopped down next to Regina and Lucy beside him.

"It went well, thank you for asking. How was dinner?"

"Great! Henry had most of the lasagna," Lucy answered.

"You didn't leave a piece for your mother?" Regina asked him directly.

"Oh, it's fine, Gina. He's a growing boy. Plus I just got something on the way home with Jane anyway. So it's cool."

"Emma. Not only did you clearly let our children eat their dinners in the living room instead of at the kitchen table and apparently watch-is this True Detective?-but you also had junk food for dinner again?! When I know that you have mostly junk for lunch since you're always working through it," Regina stated with equal parts annoyance and disappointment in her voice.

"Yeah..." Emma answered cautiously.

Both teenagers also looks unsuredly in their brunette mother's direction.

Regina sighed dramatically before saying, "It's fine. No one's in trouble tonight," she chuckled tiredly. "And it seems like you all know you did something wrong. So there's that, I guess."

"So it's cool if we eat our dinners in the living room more then?" Henry asked.

"Nope. Not what I said."

"So that's a no on that then, kid. But it's okay for me to eat fast food whenever now right, babe? You've finally given up on barring me from doing that?" Emma asked.

"You can, but I'll probably find out and make you feel guilty about it. You and Jane both may still be skinny but you don't have the same metabolisms you used to have. You know that, Em. I mean, Jane is turning 40 soon for God's sake."

"Okay, babe. Point well made. And I'll make it up to you and say sorry more later tonight. I promise. I just don't want to make our children feel awkward right now."

"Fail!" "Too late!" Lucy and Henry said together.

Regina laughed at them. "Although, if you're letting them watch this, what else are they watching?"

"Oh we've already established that they're not watching Game of Thrones yet," Emma said casually as she actively began to watch television.

"Well, Henry's not. But I'm not missing out on the hotness that is Jon Snow. Or Sansa for that matter," Lucy said quietly, mostly to herself.

"Dude, you know that we can all hear you right? We're sitting right next to you," Henry stated.

"I think Khaleesi is hotter, actually," Regina stated nonchalantly.

"I've still never gotten over Khal Drogo," Emma added.

"Wait, how come she can watch it and I can't?!" Henry asked.

"Simple. Because she's more mature than you are, kid. Face it, girls mature faster than boys in most cases. And in your case that sadly seems to be true," Emma answered.

"Na ah," Henry responded.

"How about that scene where Daenerys gets taught by her handmaiden how to please Khal Drogo?" Regina asked matter of factly.

"Wha-I left something in my room!" Henry exclaimed as he jumped up and could then be heard sprinting up the steps.

"That was mean, Mom."

Emma laughs. "Good one, babe. I wonder if his friends told him about that scene?" Emma asked before laying her head back down on her wife's shoulder.