"Henry needs an intervention," Regina announced, walking into the room. Emma rolled her eyes.

"Hello to you too," she said sarcastically. Regina sheepishly smiled at her before kissing her.

"Sorry," Regina said. "It's just growing concerning. Henry shouldn't be spending so much time on his phone! It's such a tiny screen. He could hurt his eyes or lose brain cells."

Emma laughed. "Regina, he's not going to go brain dead from playing a game on his phone."

"How do you know?" Regina pouted.

"All teenagers do it," Emma explained. "They've all turned out fine. But if it really bothers you that much, I'm sure you could talk to him about it."

Regina shook her head. "He won't listen to me," she said. "Whenever I try to discipline him, he just throws the Evil Queen card in my face."

Emma frowned. "He still does that?" Regina nodded. "I'm going to kill him."

"Emma wait!" Regina called. But it was too late. Emma had already left the room, leaving Regina no choice but to follow her and hope that Henry wouldn't get in too much trouble.

"Henry!" Emma shouted. She was more than pissed. Regina was Henry's mother way longer than Emma had been and he was treating her horribly.

"What?" Henry called from his room. "I'm right in the middle of something."

"Too bad," Emma said. "Get your butt down here right now."

"One second," Henry said. Regina winced. That was not the smartest move. She could see that Emma was close to losing it, so she decided that she should probably step in before Emma changed Henry into some kind of animal.

"Emma," Regina said. "Just let him finish whatever he's doing. He'll come here when he's ready."

"He's playing video games and being a brat. He can come downstairs when I ask him to," Emma replied. She marched towards Henry's room.

"Emma wait," Regina pleaded. "It's not that big of a deal that he doesn't listen to me."

"Maybe not, but you're no longer the Evil Queen. Anyone that thinks so needs to be set straight. Even if it is our son," Emma said. She forcefully opened Henry's door, causing it to bounce off of the wall with a large bang.

"What the heck?" Henry asked. "I said I would be down."

Emma waved her hand and Henry's phone appeared in her palm. "You can have this back when you apologize to your mom for still calling her the Evil Queen," she said.

Henry crossed his arms. "The book says that she is. I'm just listening to what the book is telling me."

"The world isn't that straightforward Henry," Emma said. "People can be both good and evil. Sometimes, fairytales don't have the full story, and the villain could really be the victim of the story. You never know, and you can't judge."

Henry's gaze softened as he looked at Regina. "I'm sorry mom," he said. "I shouldn't still be treating you like you're a villain without knowing your story first."

Regina smiled. "That's quite alright," she replied. "However, we do need to discuss your phone usage."

Henry glanced at his phone in Emma's hand. "I just like video games," he said.

"We know," Emma said. "But we think that maybe you should spend a little less time on the phone, and more time with your family."

Henry nodded quickly before reaching out his hand to take his phone back. "Agreed. Now can I please have it back? I'm in the middle of something very-" All 3 family members froze as Henry's phone vibrated and lit up.

"What is this?" Emma asked, looking at the screen.

"I believe it's called a text message," Regina said, glaring at her son. "And it looks like it's from a girl."

Henry gulped. Regina did not look pleased. "Well at least now you know that I'm not just playing video games…"

Regina snatched Henry's phone away from Emma. "Regina, what are you doing?" Emma asked.

"I'm letting this girl know that Henry is too young to date and that she should move elsewhere," Regina said simply.

"No!" Henry shouted. "Please don't do that! She's actually really nice, and she doesn't see me as the son of the Savior and the Evil Queen, she just sees me as Henry."

Emma quickly grabbed the phone from Regina and gave it back to Henry. "Just let her know that you'll be required to be on your phone a little less," Emma said. Henry nodded, and Emma pushed a protesting Regina out of the room.

"What are you doing?" Regina hissed. "He's been talking to a girl this entire time! I don't even talk to you that much!"

Emma laughed. "It's a part of teenage relationships," she said. "Just relax."

Regina crossed her arms and pouted. "Hey," Emma said. "You should be thankful. He doesn't have a phone addiction. He just has a major crush."

Regina glared at her. "It seems that now a phone addiction is the least of our problems."