Everybody was adjusting to their new living quarters except for Emma who still got lost in the castle. They had been living there for a week now, adding furniture and décor as time went on. Snow, Charming and Henry were up eating breakfast.
Emma rolled on her side to look outdoors and sighed, knowing she should probably get up before one of her parents came in to wake her. She wasn't used to not having a clock next to her bed to look at every morning. She got up and looked at herself in the mirror deciding that how she looked would have to do. Emma started walking towards the smell of breakfast from the kitchen.
"Save some food for Emma!" Snow warned both her husband and Henry as they sheepishly smiled at one another. Snow looked over at her daughter who just walked into the kitchen. "Emma, you hungry? I made breakfast." She smiled, trying not to giggle at her daughter's bed head. Emma who just got up gave a small, tired smile and sat down at the table where she ruffled her boy's hair. Snow took that as a yes and brought a plate of food over to Emma and also took a seat at the table.
Emma yawned, "Thanks. What time is it?" Charming looked outside. "This land could really use clocks." Emma continued clearly not satisfied without the little things.
Charming chuckled, "It's 8. How did you sleep?"
Emma took a bite of her food before answering, "Fine." She never liked all the attention on her. She looked over at Henry, "Today is your first day of school! Are you excited?"
Henry smiled looking at his family. "I'm only excited because this school is full of fairytale characters and," He paused, "I'm a prince." Snow and Charming both laughed at his response.
"You do know that you still have to do school work, right?" Emma asked with a grin. Henry nodded with another expression on his face that didn't resemble the same happiness as earlier.
Snow nodded, "Emma's right. Being a prince in the Enchanted Forest comes with a lot of responsibility too."
Charming grabbed his wife's hand, squeezing it then looked at Henry. "It also has its perks. The ladies love it." Snow rolled her eyes with a smile and Emma just stared at her father. Henry grinned, not sure what to say.
Emma gently hit her father, "He's only 10," She paused looking over at Henry, "Girls still have cooties, right kid?" Emma asked her son hoping that he would lie to her, just this once. Henry and Charming exchanged a look along with a grin.
Henry nodded in response to his mother's question while still holding the grin, "Totally." Emma decided that she would have to be satisfied with that answer. She took a bite of her breakfast, clearly enjoying it.
Snow smiled at her daughter's love for food, "So, Emma, what's on your agenda for today?" Emma looked up from her meal and shrugged. "Would you like to come with me to the market?" Charming chuckled.
"Does she even know what a market is?" Emma stuck her tongue out at her father, which made Henry giggle.
"Yes," Emma paused trying to think of the right way to phrase it, "It's like a place that sells and or trades a bunch of things." She smirked at her father.
Snow tried to keep in a giggle, "Is that a yes then?" Emma finished off her meal to give her more time to decide if she really wanted to spend the day at a shopping center with her mother.
"Sure." Emma smiled, knowing her mom would love the extra bonding time. She looked over at Henry, "Kid, you better get going or you'll be late for school." She got up and picked up his backpack and the lunch Snow made him. Henry sighed, got up and grabbed his backpack and paper bag from his mother.
Charming got up too, "I'll walk you to school if you want." Henry smiled at that and nodded as they started walking out the door.
"Have a good day at school!" Emma told Henry as he walked out. She looked back at the dirty dishes on the table and then at her mother. "Do you need help cleaning up?"
"I got it," Snow smiled graciously at Emma. "Go and get yourself around." Emma didn't bother to argue with her mother on that one. As Snow got up to pick up the dirty dishes, Emma walked back to her bedroom and into the shower. She had no idea what an actual market looked like, but she figured it would get her out of the house.