This chapter is for AlphaLuna87 with the prompt: "Emma volunteers to make the hot chocolate, after all what could go wrong? Turns out she can't tell the difference between sugar and salt lol."

It was snowing lightly outside, covering the ground and plants in a light layer of fluffy white snowflakes. Emma smiled. She loved snow and winter. When she was younger, winter was the only time where she could have fun sledding down hills with her foster siblings.

"Why are you staring out of the window with a smile?" Regina asked, walking up next to her.

Emma shrugged. "I just like snow."

"But it's cold," Regina said. "Wouldn't you rather be warm?"

"That's what blankets are for," Emma said. "When it's cold, it's the perfect time to cuddle up with someone under a blanket."

Regina hummed thoughtfully. "That makes sense. I guess I'll give you some points for that."

"There's also hot chocolate," Emma said. "Hot chocolate is the best cure for being cold. Especially how I make it."

Regina raised her eyebrows. "There's more than one way to make hot chocolate?"

"Of course," Emma said. "Everyone has their own special touches to add that makes it special."

"Like the whipped cream and cinnamon?" Regina asked.

"That's my mom's thing," Emma said. "My thing is adding a little bit of sugar to the mixture to make it extra sweet."

"Well I've tried your mother's," Regina said. "Why don't I try yours?"

Emma smiled. "I'd love that."

Emma hummed "Jingle Bells" as she gathered her ingredients. Christmas was long over, but the snow was keeping her in the spirit as much as it was driving Regina nuts.

"You're humming that song again?" Regina asked, rolling her eyes as she walked into the kitchen.

Emma laughed. "Why not? It's still snowing, which means that it's basically still Christmas."

"You are insane," Regina said, shaking her head and chuckling.

"You're just realizing this?" Emma teased.

Regina laughed. "No, I've known it for awhile. But I love you anyway."

"Good," Emma said. "Now shoo and let me work my magic."

Regina rolled her eyes and left the room, heading back to the warm fire in the living room. Emma gathered her ingredients, not even noticing that she had grabbed the salt instead of the sugar.

Restarting her humming, Emma finished her and Regina's hot chocolates. She breathed in the sweet aroma of chocolate before picking up the mugs and heading to the living room.

"Ta da!" she said proudly, setting down the mugs. "I present to you my hot chocolate."

"We're going to have to think of a more clever name than that," Regina teased, picking up her mug.

Emma rolled her eyes. "Just make sure that it tastes good first."

Regina smiled and took a drink, swallowing slowly. "That's...interesting. You said your special touch is sugar, correct?"

"Yeah," Emma said. She picked up her mug and took a sip, her face contorting, as she tasted the drink. "What the heck?"

Regina laughed at Emma's face. "Are you sure that you put sugar in?"

"Pretty sure," Emma said. "Maybe your sugar is bad."

"Or," Regina said, chuckling. "You put salt in instead of sugar."

Emma's eyes widened. "No way. I'm not that dumb."

"Mistakes happen," Regina said. "They are in pretty similar containers. And look pretty much the same."

"I did not put salt in!" Emma protested.

Regina set down her mug and stood up, grabbing Emma's hand and pulling her up and out to the kitchen. They walked together to the counter and Regina smiled before pointing at the salt container. "Is this what you used?"

"Yeah," Emma said. "It's a white container for sugar."

"White is for salt," Regina said. "The sugar is in the pink one."

Emma opened it up and stuck her finger in, her face slowly going red, as she tasted salt instead of sugar. "Oops."

Regina laughed and kissed Emma's cheek. "You are adorable."