If any more celebrities die this year, I'm gonna be pissed.

By the way, please please PLEASE review some prompts for me! I can't keep using the same people over and over again, as much as I love their prompts. I can't do this story without you guys, so please. Review.

Popcorn had been made, board games had been set out, and the TV was tuned in to the ball drop. They lived close enough to New York City that they probably could have gone there to actually see the ball drop themselves, but Emma knew that Regina didn't like leaving town.

Regina actually had no idea that this ball drop tradition was a thing until Emma had mentioned it last night. Henry had heard of it, but had never seen it. Emma, faking outrage, had told them that this year all three of them would be watching.

The only problem was getting Regina and Henry to stay awake until midnight. Emma would have no problem doing it; she was a night owl and loved to stay up as late as possible. Even if she did regret it the next morning.

Henry wasn't a night owl, or a morning person, so he had never stayed up past 9. That was Regina's well-enforced bedtime for him.

The only times that Regina had stayed up until midnight and longer was if she had nightmares, especially right after Neverland.

Regardless, Emma was determined to make them watch the ball drop. Even if that meant having to shake them awake every 5 minutes.

The night started off easy enough, with the three of them playing board games and having a good time. But they eventually got tired of the games, and just ended up watching reruns of "Friends".

Regina tried to insist after the first episode they watched that this show wasn't appropriate for Henry, but he himself told her that most of the sexual references said were ones that he understood from the talk at school. Regina vowed to let him never go to school again.

After about 10 more minutes, Henry's eyes began to droop. Emma reached forward to shake him awake, but Regina grabbed her arm. "Let him sleep. Trust me, tomorrow morning will be a lot easier if we just let him sleep."

Emma sighed before sitting back. "But the point is that we all stay awake."

"So that he can see us kiss as the ball drops?" Regina asked, smirking.

"You know about that?" Emma asked. "I didn't think you knew anything about the traditions of New Years."

Regina shrugged. "I may have gone to a party or two during the curse where the tradition was made known to me."

Emma's eyes narrowed. "Who did you kiss?"

"My, my, is the Savior jealous?" Regina teased.

"No," Emma huffed, crossing her arms. "The Savior is most definitely not jealous."

Regina chuckled. "If you must know, it was Graham. Nothing that you didn't know about already."

Emma nodded. "Good."

"What, did you think I would have kissed Ruby?" Regina teased.

"Did you?" Emma asked.

Regina rolled her eyes. "No, I didn't kiss Ruby. I was joking. Where is this jealousy coming from all of a sudden?"

Emma shrugged. "Stupid alcohol."

"You've had one glass of champagne," Regina said. "If that's all that it takes to make your mind become fuzzy, we might have a problem."

Emma laughed. "No, that's not what I meant. Alcohol makes my mind harder to control, and all of those ugly insecurities come out."

Regina's gaze softened. "Emma-"

"Did I miss it?" Henry asked, suddenly wide-awake.

Emma and Regina jumped. "No, you didn't miss it," Emma said. "We have about 10 more minutes."

Henry nodded and sighed in relief. "Okay, good. I'll be right back though. All of that juice is catching up with me."

Emma and Regina both laughed as Henry got up and ran to the bathroom. Once Regina heard the door close, she grabbed Emma's hand to get her attention. "I'm going to say this quickly because our son is going to rush out of there as fast as he can."

Emma laughed. "Good point."

"I only mentioned Ruby just as a joke," Regina said. "If we're being entirely honest, which we always are, you are the first woman that I've even considered being with."

"I know," Emma said. "Like I said, stupid alcohol. I normally would be able to tell myself that, but I've had more than one glass. You just haven't noticed."

"Is that why you keep sneaking off to the kitchen?" Regina asked.

Emma nodded. "But if it makes you feel any better, I have been getting more snacks."

Regina rolled her eyes. "What am I going to do with you?"

Emma laughed. "Well when the ball drops, you're going to kiss me. We can see what happens after that."

"That was something I did not need to or want to hear," Henry said, walking back into the room. He stretched and yawned. "How much longer until I can go to bed?"

"30 seconds," Emma said. She unmuted the TV, allowing the sounds of an excited crowd in New York City to be heard throughout the living room.

The crowd started counting down the seconds, and then the ball dropped. Henry cheered, and Regina and Emma kissed.

"Happy New Year," Emma said.

Regina smiled. "Happy New Year."