Happy National Coffee Day!

Emma stood by the kitchen counter, breathing in the wonderful scent that was her coffee.

"What are you doing?" Regina asked, chuckling.

"Breathing in the wonderful scent that is coffee," Emma said. "There's nothing better than the addicting smell of it."

Regina laughed. "You're such a dork."

"But I'm your dork," Emma teased, smiling.

"It's true," Regina said, kissing her gently. While Emma was distracted, Regina reached forward and stole her coffee, quickly walking out of the kitchen.

"Regina!" Emma exclaimed. "What the heck! Give me back my coffee!"

Regina smiled before taking a big drink of Emma's coffee. "Hm. It tastes better than I thought it would."

"Good," Emma said, snatching her coffee back. "Now stay away from mine."

"I can still get my coffee," Regina said, pulling Emma close and kissing her deeply.

"Ugh," Henry said, walking into the kitchen. "Really? I haven't even had breakfast yet and you're already making out."

"Please," Emma scoffed. "You haven't even seen making out yet. But we'd be happy to give you a demonstration."

"Emma!" Regina scolded, hitting her arm.

Emma just laughed. "Sorry. But not that sorry."

Henry just rolled his eyes. "Hey, what smells so good? It smells like caramel."

"That would be my coffee," Emma said. "You want to try some of it?"

"Yeah!" Henry exclaimed. "I've never had a chance to try coffee before. Although I have heard from my classmates that it tastes kinda bitter."

Emma shrugged. "Just a little bit."

"Don't even think about it," Regina said. "You don't need anything giving you more energy than you already have."

"But mom," Henry whined.

"No," Regina said strongly. "You don't need any caffeine. Especially since you're about to go to school."

Henry sighed. "Fine."

"Hey kid," Emma said as Henry got in the bug. "How was school?"

"Fine," Henry said. "Nothing too exciting. Not that anything exciting ever happens in school."

Emma laughed. "So basically, you fell asleep again?"

"Maybe…" Henry said guiltily. "I couldn't help it! Some of those classes are just so boring. Snow tries her hardest to make things interesting, but they just aren't."

"I don't blame you," Emma said. "Just don't tell your mom that you fell asleep again. She probably wouldn't like that."

"I know," Henry said. "You know, I am still a little tired."

"You can probably take a nap when we get home," Emma suggested.

"Or you could, you know, give me some coffee," Henry said, smiling at Emma. "That would probably wake me right up!"

Emma sighed. "You know that I can't do that. Your mom already said no."

"But you're my mom too," Henry argued.

"Yeah, but I'm not the boss," Emma said, chuckling. "Your mom is the boss, especially where you're concerned. She's the one that raised you."

"Please?" Henry begged. "I promise that I won't tell her!"

Emma sighed. "Fine. You can have a little sip. But only a little one!"

Henry smiled before picking up Emma's coffee mug and taking a big sip. "Henry!" Emma scolded. "I said just a little one!"

Henry shrugged. "It came out fast."

Emma rolled her eyes. "Sure it did. Whatever." She pulled into the driveway, knowing full well that if Regina found out about the coffee currently in Henry's system, she would be toast.

"Hi mom!" Henry called, throwing his backpack onto the ground and running upstairs.

"Henry Daniel Mills, get back down here and pick up this backpack," Regina called after him. "I raised you better than that."

"Sorry," Henry said, coming back downstairs and picking up his backpack. "I'll hang it up."

"Hang on a minute," Regina said. "Why do you smell like Emma's coffee?"

"I had some in my car," Emma said quickly. "I'm sure the scent just got onto his clothes."

"Then why can I smell it in his breath?" Regina asked. "Was the scent really that strong in the air?"

"Yes," Emma said weakly.

Regina rolled her eyes. "How hyper he is later is entirely your fault."