Sick of the reminders
Community1 asked for a oneshot of Emma having a rebellious little sister that is driving Snow crazy. Emma has a heart to heart with her.
"You can't make me!" Rosie screamed as she stormed out of the house. Snow tried to chase after her, but by the time she got to the door, Rosie had already poofed herself away. Snow sighed, running her hand through her hair. Teenage girls. Snow loved her youngest daughter, but she was beginning to become a right pain in the butt. She knew her mom couldn't always stop her doing things because of her magic. She was beginning to take advantage of that. Snow knew something had to be done before Rosie went off the deep end. Snow pulled out her phone and found the number she was looking for.
"Hey mom." Emma said. "What's up?"
"It's your sister." Snow sighed. "She's gone again." Snow explained. "Do you think you can find her? I don't want her to hurt herself."
"On it." Emma promised.
"Thank you, sweetheart." Snow said before she hung up. She just hoped Emma found Rosie before she got herself into bother. All this because she was asked to tidy her room.
Emma had a stash of locator potions in the house. She never knew when they'd come in handy. Using one, it lead her straight to her little sister in the fields. That seemed to be her happy place. Emma hated what she had to do next, but it was for Rosie's own good. Sneaking up behind her, Emma snapped a magic preventing cuff on her.
"Hey!" Rosie yelled. She tried to rip it off, but it wasn't working.
"Ok, now you can either run again and I'll catch you. Or, we can sit here and talk calmly." Emma said, giving her the option. Rosie gave her sister the death stare, but plonked herself down on the grass. Emma sat down beside her.
"What is with this attitude right now, kid?" Emma asked her. "You're gonna drive mom crazy…"
"She's driving me crazy." Rosie mumbled. "All she does is nag." Emma stifled a laugh.
"Now I know she does more than that." Emma suggested gently. "She makes you nice food. She gives you money to do things with your friends. She cleans and irons your clothes…"
"Ok, ok." Rosie mumbled. "I get the picture. She's not all bad." Rosie sighed. "I just wish she wasn't on my back so much." Emma placed a reassuring hand on Rosie's shoulder.
"I'm sure she doesn't mean to be. It's just, well, mom and dad waited a long time to raise one of their daughters." Emma reminded her. Rosie sighed in frustration.
"Do you know how many times I've heard that in my life?" She snapped. Emma was surprised by the sudden outburst. She let Rosie go on. "I know mom and dad never got to raise you, but that's not my fault! It doesn't make it fair that they make up for it by double nagging me." Emma had never thought about it that way before.
"No." She supposed. "You're right, it doesn't. But maybe you'd be better talking to them about that than going off on one and using your magic against them? They need to be able to trust you as you grow up, Rosie. This doesn't scream trust." Rosie looked down. She knew she wasn't being sensible with her magic. "Ok, now I'm going to take this cuff off, providing you promise me you don't disappear on me." Emma bargained. Rosie nodded glumly. She was true to her word and stayed put. "Ok, let's get you home. I think you and mom need a chat."
Emma got Rosie home and stayed with them as a referee. Both sides had valid points, but both also had to let go a little. It wasn't going to be easy, but changes had to be made. Emma knew both her parents and Rosie were willing to try. They just had to all accept that none of them were perfectly in the right in this situation, and try to move on as best they could.
