This chapter is for Lanafan7141977 with the prompt: "Family snowball fight"

"Lola, wait one minute!" Regina scolded, jogging over and snatching up the 6 year old. "You can't go outside without your snow clothes."

"But I don't wanna wear my snow clothes," Lola whined, squirming in Regina's arms.

Regina sighed before setting her down. "I know. But that's the only way that you're going to be allowed to go outside."

Lola stomped her little foot and crossed her arms. "No."

"What is she protesting?" Emma asked, walking into the room with her full snow gear on. Henry and Ava followed behind her, both also dressed for the cold. They looked like marshmallows, but they would be warm.

"I don't wanna wear my snow clothes," Lola said stubbornly.

"We're all doing it," Henry said, gesturing to the rest of the family. Even Regina had caved in and dressed to play in the snow.

"I'll be different," Lola said, nodding in satisfaction. "Now let's go play."

"No can do," Emma said, scooping her up. "Let's go get you some snow clothes."

Ava laughed as Lola started throwing a temper tantrum in Emma's arms, but Emma ignored her. It was snow clothes or no snow.

After several minutes of wrestling with Lola, Emma finally managed to get her completely dressed and ready to go.

"Well, don't you look adorable," Regina cooed as Lola walked into the kitchen. "Like a little pink marshmallow."

Lola huffed before walking towards the back door. "Let's just go play now."

Emma put a hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter as she opened the back door, allowing Lola to run outside and join her siblings in their building of a snowman.

"You would think by now that they would have learned not to do that," Regina said.

Emma nodded. Every year, Lola always became super attached to whatever snowman Henry and Ava managed to make. Once the snow started to melt and it was time to say goodbye to Mr. Snowman, Lola always had an emotional breakdown.

"Mommy, Ma, look!" Lola exclaimed, gaining her mothers' attention. "I'm making a snow angel!"

Emma and Regina laughed. She was actually making a giant blob, but it was the thought that counted.

Regina smiled and walked over to where Lola was lying in the snow. "That is a beautiful snow angel."

"You should make one too," Henry suggested. "Just saying."

Regina rolled her eyes. "We all know that I don't like getting myself wet from all of the snow. Certainly not from rolling around in it."

"What if it's thrown at you?" Ava asked.

Regina looked at her in confusion. "Why would someone throw-"

She was cut off as she felt something hard hit her back. She turned around to see Emma, smiling goofily and holding another snowball.

"You just threw snow at me," Regina said.

"I did," Emma said, chuckling. "And I'm about to do it again, so you might want to start running."

Regina's eyes widened before she ran towards one of her trees and hid behind it. "I'm on Ma's team!" Henry shouted, running to Emma's side.

"Traitor!" Ava called after him. She got off of the ground and ran to Regina, who was still hiding behind the tree.

Lola looked back and forth in confusion before shrugging and lying back down in the snow. She had a snow angel to make.

Ava and Henry began making snowballs while Emma and Regina stretched and prepared for the upcoming war.

"You guys ready?" Emma called.

"Only if you are," Regina called back. "Ready to lose, that is."

Emma laughed before taking some snowballs from Henry. "Game on."