Anonymous asked:

Can you do a magic baby fic? Idk why but all the feels just make me happy ^-^

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"What do you mean you're pregnant? How is that even possible?" Emma paced the floor of the study, "Regina…did you cheat on me?"

The Mayor shook her head and walked over to the blonde, "I promise you I didn't cheat on you, I would never do that to you." She placed her hands on either side of her face and gazed into her eyes, "I love you."

Emma looked back at her fiancée, "I believe you. But how?"

Regina leaned in close, "True Love is the most power magic of all." She closed the gap and kissed Emma lovingly.

Seven months later

"I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL IMMOLATE EVERYONE IN THIS ROOM!" Regina yelled between laboured breaths, "GET YOUR SPAWN OUT OF MY VAGINA NOW MISS SWAN!"

The lights flickered in the room, as Emma, fully dressed in a set of blue scrubs, stifled a laugh, "Regina, you're doing great! Just a little longer and we get to meet our son."

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU AND YOUR SAVIOUR DNA!" She screamed, crushing the blonde's hand as another contraction pulsed through her body.

The doctor tried to soothe the Mayor, "That's great Regina, just a few more pushes!"

"YOU BETTER BE RIGHT OR I'LL SEND YOU BACK TO THE SAVANAH WHERE YOU BELONG!"

Emma wiped the sweat from her fiancée's forehead and kissed it, "Regina, I'm sure Dr. Rafiki is doing the best he can."

The silver haired African man chuckled, earning a glare from the brunette. "Okay Regina this is it! One more push!"

She held onto Emma's hand tightly as she pushed as hard as she could.

There was silence for a few moments.

Then the sounds of a tiny cry filled the room.

Emma kissed Regina firmly, "You did it! I love you so much!"

Dr. Rafiki walked over to the blonde with her son in his arms, "Emma would you like to do the honours?"

The blonde picked up the clamps and cut the little umbilical cord. The nurses swaddled the baby in a blanket gently placed him in the arms of his brunette mother.

A bright smile crossed her features as all the pain and labour from the last 23 hours dissipated. She moved his light wisps of chestnut brown hair to the side as she kissed him gently on the forehead and whispered, "Welcome to Storybrooke, Eugene."

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