Snow and Emma swap bodies and have a Freaky Friday style experience.
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Neal just wouldn't settle. Snow had held him for thirty minutes. Then Charming took him for another thirty.

"Snow, you'll have to take him again" Charming told his, now blonde wife.

"He doesn't want Emma, he wants me" Snow whined.

"Unfortunately our daughter took herself and your body for some air after her shower so he'll have to make do with us" Charming declared, exhausted.

Snow was about to take her son again when Emma came bursting through the door looking very windswept.

"What have you done to my hair?" Snow scolded, keeping her voice fairly low for Neal.

"It's windy out there" Emma replied.

"That's what hats are for. How would you like it if I chopped all of your hair off?" Snow retaliated, walking over to the door and away from her son and husband.

"Beat you to it" Emma muttered with a smug look.

"What?" Snow demanded, assessing her body up and down but there was nothing she could see, apart from her crazy hair.

"You needed a little more than a bikini line so I sorted it for you" Emma explained with the raise of an eyebrow.

She began to walk away but Snow grabbed her arm and spun her to face her.

"Excuse me?" she demanded in a dangerously low tone.

"I couldn't stand it so I waxed down there when I was in the shower. I wasn't thinking at first but there was no point in leaving half a job" Emma explained, feeling a little guilty about the situation now.

"Oh my gosh! I was a bandit for years Emma, I couldn't exactly nip into the spa and get a Brazilian wax" Snow groaned.

Charming had now realised what the two were arguing about and awkwardly came over, passing a fussy Neal to Emma in an attempt to diffuse the argument.

This only seemed to give Snow an idea.

"You can apologise to your father who much prefers the natural look" she told her daughter with a sly grin.

Emma turned a pale colour and gulped.

"That won't be necessary. Snow, you're beautiful to me no matter what but you need to apologise to Emma for trying to embarrass her" Charming told his wife. "Emma, you need to apologise and see to your baby brother" Charming turned to his daughter.

"I apologise for improving your hygiene" Emma scowled.

"I am sorry for telling you about how your father ravishes me on a regular basis" Snow smirked back.

Emma went from white to pale green and turned away, rocking a now content Neal.

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Charming moved to the couch and collapsed. Between a fussy son and a magical mishap, he was exhausted.

"I can't wait for bed" he muttered subconsciously.

"Speaking of bed, what are the arrangements?" Snow asked, collapsing next to her husband.

"Well you're not sleeping with dad in my body" Emma told them, walking over and sitting in a chair with her sleeping brother.

"I can sleep on the couch" Charming offered nobly.

"No that's not necessary! You know it gives you a bad back" Snow told him.

"Didn't stop you making me sleep on it last week" he muttered, a little louder than intended.

"You deserved it then" Snow argued back with a hint of a grin.

"Guys! Let's stick to the point here" Emma interrupted, a little startled by her mothers scolding voicing coming from herself.

"We could top and tail in your bed?" Snow suggested.

Emma considered this for a moment.
It was agree to this or leave her body in her parent's bed all night. Who knows where her father's wandering hands might go in a sleepy state? She shuddered at the thought.

"Fine, but I sleep the right way up" Emma reasoned.

"That's settled then" Snow smiled.

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"Emma get that foot out of my face" Snow demanded, trying to push it away.

"Why? It's your foot" Emma retaliated.

"Well in that case, move my for out of your face" Snow hissed back.

At that Emma moved only to accidentally jab her knee into Snow's rib.

Snow exclaimed in pain and rolled over groaning.

"Sorry! This just isn't working!" Emma apologised, sitting up.

Snow simply hopped out of bed with her pillow and came to sleep next to her daughter, the right way round.

Unable to find an excuse to use, Emma lay back down and closed her eyes.

"Night mom. I promise we'll fix this soon enough" Emma whispered.

"Night sweetheart. I'm sure we will" Snow returned, before closing her eyes and drifting to sleep too.