Bullseye
MoonlightNymph wanted a oneshot of Emma getting archery lessons from Snow
Snow winced as the arrow went way past the target and into the woods beyond.
"You've almost got it." Snow said encouragingly. She moved over to Emma and moved her elbow again. "You just need to work on keeping this arm where I put it."
"But it's hard though." Emma whined. "It hurts like a…" One stern look from her mother stopped her. "Well you know what it hurts like. Why didn't you tell me this was so hard and not to bother when I asked you to teach me? It would have saved so much time!" Snow let out a soft sigh, again adjusting Emma's elbow. She just couldn't keep it still!
"Because I'd always planned on teaching you archery, Emma. Of course I imagined starting a lot earlier, with you using little blunt wooden arrows. But once you asked I knew that was my chance, and I wasn't letting it go." Snow explained. Emma released another arrow. This one hit the white of the target. Snow smiled at her.
"See! You're already getting better." Snow said proudly. She watched Emma's elbow and saw that after Emma had reloaded the arrow it was in a much better position.
"So," Emma said, getting her aim ready. "I would have learned archery when I was a kid, huh?" She questioned, without looking at her mother. Snow smiled sadly, visions of what could have been floating through her head.
"Yes." She said quietly. "From the second I thought you were ready I would have taught you. There would have been that, sword fighting with your father, horseback lessons… as well as the usual sort of lessons a princess learns of course."
"Really?" Emma asked, releasing her arrow. "Even as a royal I wouldn't have got out of school? Well that sucks!" Snow chucked as the arrow landed in the red zone.
"Good job. And yeah, it kind of helps doing the paperwork if you're literate."
"Seriously?!" Emma said, flabbergasted. "There's paperwork? Man, I am sometimes glad Regina cast that curse…" Emma then realised what she had said and silently went back to loading her bow. "Sorry." She muttered, without looking at her mother. "I didn't mean it the way it came out." Snow put a reassuring hand on Emma's back.
"It's alright." She said quietly. "I know you didn't mean it like that. Either way, we would have made sure the balance was right- between the fun and the boring. Like just now. Sure, we're doing an archery lesson which- in my opinion at least- is pretty fun. But when it's over you have to go back to the station and do the boring stuff." Emma rolled her eyes.
"Don't remind me." She muttered. "But yeah, this is pretty fun. We should do it again sometime, that is if my arm recovers." She said sarcastically, releasing her arrow. Snow let out a proud grin.
"Bullseye."