So I read this prompt and started hysterically laughing. This chapter is for Hypnotoad76 with the prompt: "Six year old Lola is terrified because she held hands with a boy and thinks that's how babies are made. After reassuring her that's not how you get pregnant, Lola asks her parents where babies come from."

Since Emma and Regina were both at work, Snow had volunteered to bring Lola home. But when they both got a text that Lola was freaking out, each of them dropped what they were doing and poofed home instantly.

"What's going on?" Regina asked.

"I'll let Lola explain everything," Snow said, smiling. "But trust me, it's nothing that I'm sure you two can't handle. Just try not to laugh."

"What?" Emma asked. Snow just shook her head and laughed before leaving the mansion. Emma and Regina shared a confused glance before walking into the living room.

Lola jumped up from her spot on the floor and ran over to her mothers as soon as they entered the room. "I did a very bad thing. I didn't mean to, but now you're gonna get mad."

"Calm down Lo," Emma said, sitting down. "What's going on? Did something happen at school?"

Lola nodded. "There's a boy in my class who's always really nice to me, and I wanted to play with him during recess. So I grabbed his hand to lead him to the swings, and then we stayed holding hands."

"Okay," Regina said, sitting next to Emma. "Do you think we'll be mad because you held hands with a boy?"

"Yeah," Lola said. "Cus that's how babies are made, and now I'm gonna have a baby. And I'm only 6!"

Emma bit her lip to keep from laughing, while Regina covered her mouth to do the same. This was definitely not what they were expecting, but it could easily be handled.

"Why do you think that?" Emma asked, once she had tucked her laughter away. She and Regina could laugh later.

"Because Maggie's mommy and daddy hold hands all the time, and she's going to have a baby," Lola said.

"Honey, holding hands doesn't create babies," Regina said. "You don't need to worry about you having one. That will be a long time in the future."

"Oh," Lola said, looking extremely relieved. "But, how are babies made then?"

Regina and Emma both shared a glance. This wasn't a conversation that they needed to have now. But Lola was a smart little cookie, and would figure out if they were leaving anything out.

"You know Lo, that is a great question," Emma said. "But that conversation is for bigger girls. We haven't even talked to Ava about it yet."

"Oh, okay," Lola said. If Ava hadn't even learned about it yet, she was okay with not knowing. Ava was older after all.

Emma and Regina sighed in relief. One day, they would have to sit down with her and explain everything. But for now, Lola could maintain her innocence.

"Can I go play now?" Lola asked. "With my new knowledge, I can safely let my dolls hold hands!"

Emma quickly covered her mouth. "Yes, you can go play," Regina said, starting to laugh. Once Lola was out of the room, they both burst out laughing.

"Everyone needs a 6 year old," Emma gasped out.

"They do," Regina agreed, holding her stomach. "They really do."