"No"
"Regina"
"Not happening"
"Please"
"No"
"I can do anything"
"No"
"But we can match"
"Exactly, it not happening Miss Swan"
"Aww, don't miss swan me"
"Emma dear, there is no way I'm wearing that hideous jumper"
"But I'm wearing mine"
"And you are your own person, with a worse fashion sense"
"Regina"
"Emma, I'm serious, I've never seen anything as bad, and I've seen your entire wardrobe, and that's saying something dear"
"But mum made it for you"
"Emma, not the puppy dog eyes, you know they stopped working"
"Henry, your mum won't wear her jumper"
"Mum, grandma made it especially for you, it shows that she accepts your relationship with her daughter, you have to wear it"
Regina appeared from the other side of the bathroom door wear in the jumper. Emma and Henry high-fives each other.
"Henry dear, will you go and get the cookies ready to take over?" Regina asked her son politely.
Henry nodded and ran off. Emma gulped as Regina advanced on her.
"You owe me" Regina said with a smirk "and you will make it up to me tonight, anything I need at all, no complaints, no objections". Emma gulped and nodded, this was going to be a long night.