Cora blinked in shock as she stared at the eighteen-year-olds, "I need more wine," she stated, standing from the chair and moving into the kitchen.

"I think I do as well," Caroline agreed as she stood and headed after her.

Henry and James just looked at one another before Robin's father cleared his throat, "Henry, do you want to go and look at those proposals for next week?"

"Yes, I think that sounds like a good idea," he nodded, following the other man out of the room and into the study downstairs.

Regina and Robin looked at one another in shock, "what the hell was that?" she asked, she thought that her mother would have played hell with her, thought that someone would have at least acknowledged their confession, instead they acted as though nothing was ever said.

"I have no idea."

(In the kitchen with Coraline)

"Oh my god," Cora shook her head as she took a swig from the bottle on the counter before passing it to the blonde woman who was stood beside her, allowing her to take her own long drink.

"I don't really know what to say to that?"

"I know, I can't believe it," she huffed as both women slid to sit on the tiled floor, "your son got my daughter pregnant."

"Takes two to tango," Caroline shrugged as she looked at the patterns in the marble. "I thought they knew to be safe."

"Oh god I don't even want to think about it," Cora huffed as she opened one of the cupboards and took out a bottle of vodka, "I think I need something stronger to help me process this."

"Definitely," the blonde nodded as she finished the last of the wine and they unscrewed the vodka.

(An hour later)

"Mom?" Regina came into the kitchen hearing giggling coming from behind the kitchen island, she'd told them hoping they would say something but no, this was the response she got, adults acting like children.

"Regina!" Cora popped up from behind the counter, her dark hair messed as the other woman stood beside her, swaying just a little, "I can't believe you got pregnant," she hiccuped.

"You're drunk?"

"Only a little," Caroline laughed as she leaned against Cora, "but you can hardly tell us off about being irresponsible young lady."

"No, you can't," Cora shook her head, "maybe this is a conversation to be, be, bees..."

"Bees?"

Cora clapped her hands together in the air and Regina furrowed her eyebrows, what the hell was going on.

"I can't see anything," Caroline shook her head as she tried watched her friend, letting out a loud bout of laughter.

Regina shook her head and left the room to find Robin, "did you talk to them? What did they say?"

"I think we're best leaving this conversation for when they are sober."

"Regina! I see bees!"

"Go, go," Regina shooed Robin upstairs, following behind. Her mother only usually got drunk when she needed to deal with something bad, Regina had a feeling that the next morning would be when she would see the full extent of her mother's reaction.