So I went fishing yesterday with my dad, so I thought that this would be fun to write. Enjoy!
It was a beautiful day outside, so of course the Swan-Mills family had to take advantage of the beautiful weather. Except what Emma and Henry wanted to do was something that Regina would not be caught dead doing in a million years.
"No way," Regina said. "I am not putting a hook through a poor fish's mouth for sport. Not to mention that worms are gross."
"You've literally tortured and killed people, and it's the hook through a fish that's bothering you?" Emma asked. She couldn't help but laugh at the situation.
Regina glared at her. "People are annoying. Fish do nothing but happily swim in a pond."
Henry snorted and grabbed some more supplies before heading to the car to finish packing up. "See!" Emma said, pointing at Henry's retreating form. "Even Henry thinks that your argument isn't valid."
"Hey leave me out of this!" Henry shouted from the other room. Emma and Regina laughed.
"You two go have fun," Regina said. "Consider it some bonding time for the two of you."
Emma sighed before giving Regina a quick kiss. "I promise we'll let the fish go right after we catch them," she said.
Fishing was supposed to be a quiet sport, meant for those with high levels of patience and sharp eyes that can identify where fish might be. Emma and Henry had only the last one.
The pair made fishing a competition, seeing who could bring in the most fish. However, that is kind of hard when you have no patience whatsoever. Not to mention that they both played dirty.
"Hey!" Henry exclaimed as Emma plopped her line right next to his, scaring off the fish that he was currently trying to catch.
"My bad," Emma said, smirking. Henry glared at her before reeling in his line. He looked intently at the water, trying to see any signs of a fish waiting to be caught.
Emma smiled as she thought of an idea. Putting on a smaller hook, she stuck her line closer to shore. "Here fishies," Emma cooed.
"You talk to the fish?" Henry asked, laughing.
Emma smirked at him. "How many fish have you caught?" she asked. Henry stuck his tongue out at her and went back to watching his line. Emma looked back at her line just as her bobber went under.
"Victory!" Emma shouted. "That would make it 6 for me, and 2 for you." She took the hook out of the fish's mouth before gently tossing him back into the water.
Henry got an idea just as Emma was starting to straighten back up from letting the fish go. Setting down his pole, he snuck up behind her and poked her side, knowing that that's where she was the most ticklish.
"Henry Daniel Swan-Mills!" Emma shouted, spinning around. She grabbed Henry and started to tickle him back, causing them both to lose their balance. Screaming, they both fell into the water.
Popping up to the surface, Emma glared at Henry. "This is your fault," she said.
"Yeah but you're supposed to be the responsible one," Henry countered. "Mom's gonna kill you."
Emma's eyes widened. "Crap."
Emma and Henry walked as quietly into the house as possible. The goal was to get upstairs, change, get back downstairs, and walk in like nothing had happened. If Regina questioned their clothing choices, they would try to convince her that they had been wearing their current clothes the whole time.
Of course none of that actually happened. "Where do you think you're going?" Regina asked. Emma and Henry spun around to see Regina casually leaning against the door frame leading into the kitchen.
"To get changed…" Emma said sheepishly. She backed up slowly towards the stairs.
"And get water all over my house? I don't think so," Regina said. She walked over to Emma and Henry. "In case you've forgotten dear, you do have magic."
Emma shook her head. "I don't have full control," she argued.
"You asked me to teach you magic. Consider this another lesson," Regina said. Emma glared at her.
"Ma I'm getting even more cold. Hurry up please," Henry said. Regina waved her hand and Henry had on dry clothes.
"What? That's not fair!" Emma whined.
"Payback for scaring my fish away," Henry teased. He laughed and ran up the stairs before Emma could grab him.
Regina laughed before kissing Emma and magicking dry clothes onto her. "How did you get wet to begin with?" Regina asked.
"Henry tickled my side. I grabbed him and lost my balance, which led to us both falling into the pond," Emma explained.
"That's what you get for torturing poor fish," Regina teased. "Karma can come back to bite you."
This was so much fun to write. I started laughing while writing it. I'm thinking of doing another angst chapter, or possibly a nightmare one. Or both. Thoughts or prompts anyone?