Gift Registry (aka adventures in Target)

Emma sat at her computer at home looking through honeymoon destinations that she and Killian might enjoy, Hawaii seemed like a good option for them. It had everything they both enjoyed and neither of them had ever been before, when she stumbled upon honeyfund, a site that allowed guests to put money towards the honeymoon instead of a gift registry. Emma clicked around on the site and became even more intrigued, it made more sense to her than registering for pots and pans and dish cloths that she and Killian didn't really need. After living together for a year they already had most things they needed to really build a life together. The ringing of her cellphone distracted her and her mother's name and photo flashed across the scene.

"Hey mom," Emma answered the phone.

"Hi Emma I just had a quick question for you, where are you and Killian registered? A few guests have called me to ask," Mary Margaret asked.

"Umm we're not really registered anywhere yet, but to be honest Killian and I already have all dishes and silverware and linens we need. Do we really need to register anywhere?"

"Well don't you want some nice and special pieces?" her mother asked.

"Not really, but I actually found this site where people can fund the honeymoon and other little things to do on the it. Like snorkeling or spa days and stuff like that," Emma explained. "That sounds a lot better to me than a registry full of things we don't really need."

"Oh well that sounds... interesting," Mary Margaret said carefully.

"What?" Emma questioned.

"Well to me personally I find the idea a little rude and impersonal," Mary Margaret responded "Like you're just asking for money."

"But why? If we do the traditional registry we're just asking for more stuff that we don't really need, but this way Killian and I can have an awesome honeymoon together. And it's more memorable, 10 years from now I'm not going to look at a wine glass and think 'oh this was Ruby's wedding gift' but I'll probably remember the couple's massage she funded or something like that. Besides the only "traditional wedding" gifts we kind of want is a KichenAid mixer and a crock pot, maybe a new coffee maker since ours is a little run down," Emma explained.

"Hmm well how about this idea, you do both? You can register for just a few gifts from Target or something and then also have the honeymoon fund," Mary Margaret suggested.

"That's actually not a bad idea," Emma said "I'll talk to Killian about it and get back to you."

"Sounds great, I'll talk to you later honey. Love you!"

"Love you too," Emma said before hanging up and making a mental note to check if a couples massage was actually an option she could get.

"So what is it we're doing Swan?" Killian asked as he got into the passenger side of the bug, Ingrid's scroll stuffed in the pocket of his leather jacket.

"We're going to register for some wedding gifts and since no place in Storybrooke has the stuff we want we need to go to the Target in the next town over," Emma got into the driver's side and found her favorite classic rock radio station and started down the main road towards the town line. She checked on Killian as they passed the "Welcome to Storybrooke" sign, silently making sure he was alright. He turned and smiled at her and turned down the music a little bit.

"What are you thinking of registering for love?" reassuring her that he still had his memories and that he was still him. Emma released the breath she didn't realize she was holding and thought for a minute.

"Just a few things since we already have the basics, but I definitely want a KitchenAid mixer. That is at the top of my list," Emma said excitedly.

"A KitchenAid?"

"It's great for baking those brownies you seem to enjoy so much," Emma raised an eyebrow at him.

"Then by all means let's get one!" he laughed.

"Is there anything you would like?" Emma asked.

Killian though for a moment, "I wouldn't say no to a nice set of kitchen knives, ours are a little old and don't perform that well."

"Oh that's a good one, okay so the mixer, some knives, and a few other things and we're all set," Emma said as they reached the next town. Emma saw Killian running his fingers over his wooden hand, his jaw set. She pulled into the parking lot and turned the engine off and took Killian's hand in hers.

"This will be fun," she said her green eyes meeting his blue, "I promise."

He smiled and leaned in and captured her lips with his, "Thanks love," he whispered when they broke apart, his forehead still nuzzling against hers.

As they walked into the store and towards the Guest Services counter Emma took hold of Killian's wooden hand, just as she often takes hold of his hook when they walk together.

"Hi how can I help you?" the Target employee asked once they reached the counter.

"We're getting married and would like to put together a registry," Emma explained before getting cut off by the overexcited employee.

"Oh congratulations! When's the big day?"

"This summer," Killian answered and wrapped his arm around Emma's shoulders.

"It's coming up soon then, let me get you some scanning guns and I'll let you two scan to your hearts' content," she smiled and handed them their scanners and a form explaining that all they had to do was scan the barcode and the item would be added to their registry. Emma snuck a side glance at Killian who looked far too excited to run around the store with the scanner gun; she made a mental note to keep an eye on him.

They took off to the Homewares section, Emma leading to way she was determined to get her KitchenAid and her crockpot if it was the last thing she did. She found the display and stopped short, amazed at all of the colors the mixer came in from yellows to blues to reds it came in nearly every color Emma could possibly think of.

"You alright there love?" Killian asked as Emma continued to stare at the mixers.

"I just didn't know they came in this many colors, it's almost overwhelming," she chuckled.

"Aye, I could never have dreamed of this kind of machine back in my day, let alone the array of colors I could get it in," he smirked, "how about you rule out the colors you definitely don't want?"

"All right, I'm not crazy about the orange, green, or brown ones. They just don't go with our kitchen," she shrugged at him. He gave a nod of approval and she continued nixing different colors, before getting stuck between a yellow, a red and a blue.

"God I did not expect picking a damn mixer would be this hard!" Emma groaned and ran a hand through her hair, "What do you think?"

"Personally I favor the yellow one, it suits you Swan. With your yellow vessel and your yellow hair," he smiled at her.

"That is a good point," she turned back to the display and scanned the barcode. "All right I think we spent enough time on something I want, I say we look at something you really wanted," she turned back to Killian who smiled and they continued through the store scanning gifts they definitely wanted or needed. They ended up registering for the mixer, a great set of chef's knives, a crockpot, a new coffee maker, a set of wine glasses, some nice kitchen towels, and a nice new throw blanket that seemed impossibly soft.

"I think that should satisfy everyone who won't be onboard with the honeyfund idea," Emma said as they walked back to the guest services counter to return the scanning guns.

"Aye but hold on Swan, I need to scan one more thing," he turned to her and pointed his scanner at her.

"What are you doing?" she tilted her head at him.

"Well these things are for scanning gifts are they not? Well your heart has been the best gift you could have ever given me love," he answered. Emma smiled and felt the heat rise in her cheeks, she still blushed like a giddy teenager whenever he said romantic things like that to her.

"You're just trying to get me to blush aren't you?" she smirked.

"Yes, but I do mean what I said Emma," he pulled her close to him.

"I know, and your heart was the best gift you've given me," she said softly into his chest before tilting her head up and kissing him.