**Hey guys, thank you for the reviews! This chapter was prompted by jay meadows and written by me, emmacharming2. Enjoy!

Selling Chocolates

On Saturday, Henry left Regina's. He stayed there part time, and part time with Emma. He insisted he could walk back and forth alone, because he wasn't a little kid anymore. His school was selling chocolate bars as a fundraiser, for their year-end trip. That year-end trip being the History of Storybrooke Museum, which he couldn't wrap his head around. But he still liked to sell as many chocolate bars as possible, so he could win the prized ipod he wants.

On his way back to the apartment he passed by the pharmacy. He stopped in his tracks when he got an idea. He went inside and made a purchase. The oh so wonderful captain would be taking out his mom again tonight. But there was no way he was going to let any of their dates go longer than an hour. Heck he hoped they wouldn't even reach the restaurant this time.

"What's so… so… Achew!" Sneezy sneezed like always. "So… funny? Achew!"

Henry forced himself to keep a straight face. "Oh, I just get the feeling it's going to be a great night tonight."

OUATOUAT

Henry hurried down the stairs, box of chocolate bars in hand, when he heard the door. There his mom was standing there in a tight black dress, way too high above her knees. He thought he was going to vomit. He started wishing for the 10 year old dress to come back. Suddenly, the pirate smacked his mom's behind and Henry went red. He knew if his grandparents were at home, his grandpa wouldn't have it.

Emma grabbed her jacket and Henry literally jumped to the bottom of the stairs. "Wait!"

Emma turned around and she had thick thick eyeliner on and way too much makeup.

Henry's eyes grew wide but he shook it off. "Hook hasn't bought any chocolate from me yet."

"Oh yes, of course. Henry wanted you to buy some chocolate from him, he's selling it for school." She smiled sweetly at Henry.

"Alright…" Hook was slightly annoyed but wanted to seem supportive in front of Emma. "How much are they, mate?"

"Twenty-five dollars."

"Henry!" Emma crossed her arms.

"Sorry… 2 bucks each."

Hook pulled out 2 dollars and gave it to Henry, then Henry handed him a chocolate bar.

"Nice doing business with ya." Henry smiled.

"Yes…" Hook started to put it in his coat pocket.

"Aren't ya gonna eat it? I want to make sure you like it."

"Oh, yes." He pulled it back out and ate the whole thing. "That's pretty good, actually."

"We should get going." Emma put her jacket on and ran her hand through Henry's hair before they left.

As the door closed, Henry smirked. "Sucker!"

OUATOUAT

Hook and Emma climbed in the bug and Hook stared at her. "Perhaps we could skip the din-" He farted very loudly which interrupted himself. "Uh, sorry there, lass."

Emma tried not to breath in the stench. "But I haven't eaten yet."

"Perhaps we can skip to dessert."

He leaned forward and tried kissing her neck, but he led out another loud one. He sat back in seat and stiffened. His stomach started making loud noises.

"Are you okay?"

"Excuse me, love." He got out of the car, faster than the road runner. He wouldn't even make it to a building and squatted by a tree.

Emma's mouth dropped open and she scrunched her nose. She got out of the car and called over to him. "I think we should put another rain check on this. Let's try tomorrow evening at 6." After only a ten minute date, she went back home.

OUATOUAT

Henry was only partly satisfied. He was glad to have stopped their first 3 dates, however Hook still wasn't gone. He was growing frustrated. Perhaps, opening his mom's eyes to Hook would be harder than opening her eyes to the fairy tale world.

While sweeping at his grandfather's shop, his new part time job, Henry threw the broom across the room, just as his grandfather walked in from the back room.

"Everything alright, Henry?"

Henry slid down to the floor and leaned against the counter. "No."

"What is it?"

"It's Hook. He's no good for my mom."

Rumpel sighed as he walked over to him. "Not that I'm a fan of your mother and her parents, but I do agree she could do better."

"I mean seriously? How does he not creep her out?"

"Well, he and I have a long history."

"Yeah, I can't believe he would do that to my dad." Henry sighed. "I've tried playing pranks on him, so he'll go away."

"And how is that working for you?"

"Well, it shortens their dates, but he's still not out of the picture."

"Then perhaps you need to step it up a notch." He grabbed a spell book off the counter. "Perhaps, using magic to prank the crocodile will work better."

Henry's eyes grew wide. "Yeah! But I don't have magic."

"I could teach you."

Henry thought about it for a moment, then smiled up at his grandfather. "But maybe I do have magic. In Neverland, when I held a wooden sword it turned real."

"Maybe." He handed Henry the book, and taught him a few tricks.