This chapter is for AngieSashaLanaFan7810157277 with the prompt: "Magical terrible two's. Lola turns two and has magic making the age even more difficult for her mothers. I would love to see her cause some funny trouble with her magic." Anything with Lola I am happy to write! I also don't know if you read all the chapters in one day, but I love that pretty much all of your reviews contained the word "love". Love it!

"Lola, it's time to go," Regina called, walking down the hall to her room.

"I not ready yet mommy!" Lola called back. Regina couldn't help but chuckle. Lola was her everything, and she was just so darn cute.

"Why don't I help you?" Regina suggested, walking into Lola's room. "What are you stuck on?"

"Nothing," Lola said. "I do it."

Regina sighed. Lola certainly had gotten her stubbornness from both of her mothers. Which meant that it was through the roof. "We have to go, sweetheart. Just let me help."

"No!" Lola said crossly. "I a big girl. I do it." She marched over to her chair and picked up her shirt. Regina knew instantly that this was going to be a disaster. There was no way that Lola could get into her shirt without at least a little help.

"Lola please, just let mommy help," Regina said, stepping towards her.

"No!" Lola shouted. She glared at Regina before poofing away. Regina groaned. Of course Lola would resort to magic. Yay for being a product of True Love.

Regina walked out of Lola's bedroom and crossed the hall to Ava's. Lola may be able to poof, but she couldn't do it very far. Not yet anyway. "Lola Maria Swan-Mills," Regina scolded. "What have I told you about poofing away from me?"

Lola huffed and went back to struggling to get the shirt over her head. It wasn't going very well. Regina sighed before kneeling down to Lola's level. "I know that you're a big girl. But sometimes, even big girls need help."

Lola peeked out from one of the armholes in her shirt. "You never need help."

Regina smiled. "Sure I do. Just ask your ma when she gets home. But for now, can I help you with your shirt?"

Lola thought about it before nodding. "Otay."

"That's my girl," Regina said. Inside, she was cheering. Henry had been even worse when he was two, and he hadn't even had magic.

"There," Regina said. "All dressed." She tickled Lola's stomach, and she giggled.

"Hey, you got her dressed," Emma said, walking into the room. "Yesterday I had to chase her around the house for a good 10 minutes."

Regina raised an eyebrow at Lola, who suddenly looked guilty. "I can get dressed. I no need help."

"At least she can't poof that far," Emma mumbled.

Regina snorted. "Just wait a couple years."

"Can we go now?" Lola whined. "I have dollies to play with."

"Yes, let's go," Regina said. Lola smiled before running downstairs.

"Lola!" Emma called after her. She jogged to the top of the stairs and grabbed Lola's hand before she went down the stairs. "You never just take off running, remember? Mommy or I have to be with you."

"I do it myself," Lola said, pulling out of Emma's grasp and starting to walk down the stairs.

"Lola Maria," Emma said sternly. "There's a lot of stairs, and we don't want you to get hurt. You walk down with one of us."

"No, I do it," Lola argued continuing to walk down. Emma sighed before walking down to where Lola was and grabbing her hand. Lola started screaming, so Emma scooped her up and carried her the rest of the way down.

"We have rules for a reason Lo," Emma said, carrying her squirming daughter to the foyer to put her shoes on. "You have to follow them or you lose privileges."

Lola huffed before poofing out of Emma's arms and back up to the top of the stairs. Regina quickly grabbed her hand. "Going to obey the rules now?" she asked.

Lola nodded. "Yeah." Regina nodded and they walked down the stairs together.

"Get your shoes on," Regina said, letting go of Lola's hand once they had made it down to the foyer.

"I do it?" Lola asked.

Regina nodded. "You can do it. I'm gonna talk to your ma quick."

"Otay," Lola said, sitting on the floor. She grabbed her shoes and began to put them on. Regina walked over to Emma and grabbed her hand, pulling her towards the kitchen. Lola would be busy for a while.

"The terrible two's have hit," Regina teased.

Emma sighed before running her fingers through her hair. "I don't know how to do this. How are we supposed to teach her what she can and can't do, when she poofs her way out of being disciplined?"

"I know," Regina said. She squeezed Emma's hand gently. "I know that you have been opposed to the idea before, but what if we cuffed her? Just until she learns to follow the rules."

Emma shook her head. "If we do that, she'll just go back to before when she could poof whenever she wanted."

"Maybe we should set some magic ground rules," Regina suggested.

"Like she'll follow those," Emma scoffed.

"I know that you're frustrated," Regina said gently. "But we just have to keep doing what we're doing. Things will turn out fine. It's us."

Emma smiled. "Yeah. It's us. What could possibly go wrong?"

Regina chuckled before pulling Emma in for a hug. "We've defeated everything magical that this world has thrown at us. Who's to say that we can't defeat the terrible two's?"

So two fun facts: 1. I totally forgot that I used Lana's middle name for Lola's, so when I went back to Day 14 to check, I was like "Duh, of course I did that. Lola is based off of everything Lana". Lol

2. Lola's whole attitude of "I do it" is based off of me when I was two. I asked my mom about how I was when I was two to get an idea of what two year olds are like, and this was her biggest note. So I used it :)