Sorry it took so long to get these chapters out, it's been a busy few days!
"We have a very big problem," Regina said, walking into the kitchen. "Look at this." She set an envelope down onto the table in front of Emma.
"What is this?" Emma asked.
"Read it," Regina said, crossing her arms. Emma looked at her in concern. She looked very pissed, and that more than likely wasn't for no reason.
Emma picked up the envelope and opened it, slowly pulling out the piece of paper inside. She looked at it before looking at Regina in confusion. "It's just Henry's report card."
"Look at his grade for History," Regina said.
Emma looked closer at the report card and her eyes widened. "He's failing?"
Regina nodded. "Which I don't understand in the least. I asked Snow what the curriculum is, and she said that it's the history on the Enchanted Forest. He knows all of it, he read the book! Heck, he even wrote some of it."
"There has to be a good explanation for it," Emma said. "He's never failed a class before. You and I both know that he's a good student."
"Which is why this is so concerning," Regina said. "History should be his easiest class."
Henry chose that moment to walk into the room. He saw what Emma was holding and slowly began to back up to where he had come from.
"Henry Daniel Mills don't you dare take another step,'" Regina said, glaring at him. She pointed at a chair by Emma's. "Sit."
Henry sighed before walking over and sitting in the chair that Regina had pointed to. "I can explain."
"You better have one heck of an explanation," Regina said.
"Let him explain," Emma said gently, looking pointedly at Regina. Regina sighed before sitting down next to Emma, folding her hands in her lap.
"The year started off fine," Henry said. "We learned about the history of the Enchanted Forest, like who all the rulers were and stuff. And then we got to the part of the unit where we had to discuss the Dark Curse."
Regina winced. Snow hadn't told her about that part. Everyone in town knew that it was her that had brought them all here, but it never got any easier to think about.
"Whenever the teacher talks about it, he always gets really angry about everything, and the class feeds off of him," Henry said. "In no time at all, the discussion isn't even about the Dark Curse anymore. It's about why the Evil Queen brought everyone here."
Emma reached over and grabbed Regina's hand, squeezing it gently. They never talked about the Curse for this reason.
"After the first few days like that, I just stopped showing up to class. I didn't want to listen to them bash my mom and analyze her decisions," Henry said. "They all couldn't figure out why you would create this town, but I know."
"And that's why you're failing," Emma said. "Because you never show up and don't take the tests."
Henry nodded. "I know that it's bad to fail a class, but to me it's worth it."
They both looked at Regina, waiting for her reaction. "Go to class tomorrow," she said softly. "I'll take care of this."
Henry nodded. "I have homework to do, so I'm going to go get that done." Emma nodded, never letting go of Regina's hand.
After Henry had gone, Regina finally let go of Emma's hand and buried her face in her hands. Emma saw her taking deep breaths, most likely trying to keep her emotions under control.
"Why can't they just let it go?" Regina asked, her voice slightly muffled behind her hands. "Yes, I cursed everyone. But last time I checked, that isn't something that needs to be analyzed in a classroom."
"I know," Emma said softly. "You said you were going to take care of it. What did you mean?"
Regina finally looked at Emma. "How would you feel about attending a History class?"
"Alright, everyone calm down," Mr. Smith said. "Today we're going to be covering our favorite subject: the Evil Queen."
Murmurs of excitement rippled through the class, and Henry seethed underneath with anger. Could this class do nothing but talk negatively about his mom?
He got ready to raise his hand to ask this question when the door to the classroom opened, and Emma and Regina stepped inside. They were followed by Mrs. Anderson, the school principal, who looked like she was scared out of her mind.
"Madame Mayor," Mr. Smith said. "What a pleasant surprise. What can I do for you?"
"Just keep teaching your lesson as usual," Regina said, walking to the back of the classroom with Emma close behind her. They both took a seat, looking at Mr. Smith expectantly.
Henry had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing at his teacher's expression. He looked like he wanted to crawl into a hole and die.
"Right...um, well," Mr. Smith said. ""We're going to change our lesson plans today-"
"Oh please Mr. Smith, don't change your plans because of our presence," Regina said. "I'm sure whatever you're teaching must be very interesting."
Henry saw Emma bite her lip to keep from laughing. He almost wanted to laugh, but figured by the scared looks of his classmates that doing so might be frowned upon.
"Right, well, we were just talking about the Dark Curse," Mr. Smith said.
"A subject that I'm very familiar with," Regina said. "As I'm sure you and your entire class are aware. After all, you have been teaching them all about how I ruined their chances at a life in the Enchanted Forest, correct?"
Mr. Smith paled, and Henry swore that he was going to pass out. "Um, I don't remember ever teaching that unit-"
"Did you really think I wouldn't have cameras in every classroom?" Regina interrupted, smiling sweetly. "I know everything that you've been teaching this entire year. I'd watch what you taught from now on."
"Of course," Mr. Smith said quickly. "I apologize Madame Mayor for anything insulting that I may have said."
Regina stood up, Emma following her. They walked together to the door, Emma leaving first. "Have a good day," Regina said, smiling at the class before leaving. As she left, the entire class sighed in relief. Except for Henry. He was smiling ear to ear.
"Hold up," Emma said, grabbing Regina's arm to stop her from getting too far.
"What?" Regina asked. "I took care of the problem."
Emma laughed. "You did. I was waiting for that poor teacher to faint though. Do you always do that when people get on your bad side?"
Regina smirked. "Just the annoying ones." She turned and walked to her car, getting in.
"One more question," Emma said. "Is there really cameras in every classroom?"
"Nope," Regina said. Emma burst out laughing as Regina drove away from the school. Poor Mr. Smith.