Guess who's back? The Swan-Mills family, that's who!
"Mom!" Ava shouted. "Henry's hogging the remote again!"
"Am not!" Henry shouted. "Ava's lying!"
"Your children are arguing again," Emma said, walking into the kitchen.
"Nope," Regina said. "They're your children when they're annoying."
Emma laughed. "When are they yours then?"
Regina smirked at her. "When they're behaving."
Henry chose that moment to come running into the kitchen, holding the remote high above his head. Ava was hot on his trail, jumping up and down to reach the remote. "Henry, give it!"
"It's my turn anyway!" Henry said.
Emma sighed before snatching the remote from Henry's grasp. "You two are being ridiculous. It's a remote."
"That controls the TV," Henry and Ava said at the same time.
Regina bit her lip to keep from laughing. Emma glared at her before turning back to Henry and Ava. "You need to share the remote."
"We are," Henry said, glaring at Ava. "I am anyway."
"Hey!" Ava said. "I share the remote. Besides, it's my turn anyway. So you're the one not sharing!"
"No way, it's my turn!" Henry argued. "So you're the one not sharing."
Regina covered her mouth to try and hide her smile. This argument was over something so simple, and yet it was funny. They were getting so worked up over a TV remote.
"How about this?" Emma asked. "Either you two find a way to get along with the remote, or no TV for either of you."
"What?" Henry and Ava asked.
"You heard me," Emma said. "Figure out a schedule, or no more TV."
"Fine," Henry and Ava grumbled, leaving the room.
Emma rolled her eyes before setting the remote on the counter. "Those two are going to be the death of me."
"But you love them," Regina said.
"I do," Emma agreed. "As ridiculous as that argument was."
"Just wait until Lola is old enough to watch TV with them," Regina said. "Then we'll have 3 kids all competing for the TV at the same time."
Emma's eyes widened. "Oh no."
Regina laughed at the look on Emma's face. "Oh no sounds about right."
"We didn't think about this when we had 3 kids did we?" Emma asked.
"Technically all 3 of them were your fault," Regina teased.
Emma stuck her tongue out at Regina. "It wasn't a one woman effort. You adopted Henry, were pregnant with Lola, and agreed to adopting Ava."
"Touché," Regina said. "So we're both at fault."
"Ava, give me the controller!" Henry shouted.
"You turn," Emma said, running from the room. "There is no way that I want to get in between Henry and his video games."
Regina rolled her eyes. "Coward."