Snow's boy- part 2

A guest asked for a oneshot of a sequel to Ch2389 "Snow's boy" where Charming and Snow both spend time with Neal.

I will write your request this once, but if I get another request from you surrounded by reviews on other chapters bashing Emma I won't. No, Snow couldn't have hit her in that chapter. Regardless of her gender, people shouldn't hit people.

"CHARMING!" Snow screamed at the top of her lungs. Charming dropped the fork he had been washing so it splashed back into the soapy water in the sink. Heart pounding, he sprinted as fast as he could through to the living room where Snow was with Neal. On the way, he yanked his sword out of the childproof box he kept it in. He skidded into the room. As he scanned it, he couldn't see any dangers.

"What?" He panted. "What's the problem?" Snow was facing away from him, kneeling on the floor by Neal's play gym. She turned around at Charming, eyes wet, but grinning. She rolled her eyes playfully at the sword clenched so tightly in his fist that his knuckles were white. Years of mortal peril at every turn had left the Charmings always ready for danger.

"Charming, put that thing down. We're not in any bother." She motioned excitedly for him to come closer. Charming put the sword down on the couch and came closer. Neal was lying on his back in his play gym, but it was very clear he was trying to move over onto his stomach. He was pretty close, too.

"Is this is?" Charming asked, excitedly. He and Snow had been trying to encourage Neal to roll over for a couple of weeks now. Snow nodded.

"I think so." Charming's grin now matched Snow's.

"Come on, buddy!" He encouraged his son. "You can do it!" Snow and Charming could clearly see the concentration on Neal's face. They watched with bated breath as he tried as hard as he could to roll over. Until, he did. After making his way onto his side, Neal managed to land on his front with a small thud. Snow clapped her hands in delight. Charming whooped with joy before scooping Neal up.

"That's my boy!" Charming praised him. "Aren't you getting big and strong, huh?" He cooed, kissing Neal's nose. Snow leaned against Charming's arm, content.

"He's just so perfect, isn't he?" She commented.

"Yeah." Charming sighed. "Yeah, he is."