Bird talk

Soprano Pixie asked for a oneshot of *season 6 finale spoilers!* Snow being able to speak to the birds on their new farm. The birds are very observant and tattle on various members of the Charming family.

Emma smacked her lips together as she brought the chocolate bar towards her mouth…only to have it yanked out her grip.

"Hey!" Emma complained. She looked up to see that it had been her mother who had taken the chocolate off her. "Um, I don't live here? I can eat what I want. No more healthy restrictions. Little bro can look forward to that in years to come." Emma said. She held her hand out. "So…can I have my chocolate back please?"

"Oh, so you don't like it when people take your treat?" Snow asked her. Emma's brow furrowed. Was that a trick question. Charming began to snigger. He knew where this was going. "Only when I gave you the spare pieces of bread, it was for the ducks down by the pond. Except they told me you ate it, and right in front of them to boot."

"They told you?" Emma asked for clarity's sake. "The quacking ducks told you that?"

"I can talk to birds, Emma." Snow reminded her daughter. "Just like the clucking chickens told me a couple of days ago that it was indeed your dear darling father who trailed mud all through the house by not taking his boots off at the door."

"These birds are right tattletales." Charming grumbled. Snow smiled smugly, putting Emma's chocolate in the cupboard. Emma couldn't believe she'd been ratted on by bloody ducks. What next, were the swans going to sue her for using their name without permission?