Shopping trip
AnonymouslyUnknowlyWriter wanted a oneshot of Snow and Emma spending the day together.
"Honestly, mom. The clothes I have are just fine!" Emma tried one last time. Snow simply ignored her, searching through the clothing wrack. Winter was fast approaching Storybrooke, and with most of Emma's winter clothes still in New York (she didn't want to go back and get them) Snow felt she could do with some warmer garments.
"Here," Snow said, holding out a simple black jacket with a fluffy hood. "Try this one on. It would do nicely at keeping you warm and dry." Emma just looked at the jacket with disgust. Fluffy hood, really? Snow sighed in frustration. That was the third jacket Emma had turned her nose up at. "Emma," Snow said, trying to stay calm. "If you do not either accept one of the jackets I give you or pick one for yourself, I am going to have Blue come and glue an outfit onto you. Is that clear?" Snow said in her no nonsense voice. Emma tried to act like she couldn't care less, but the slight widening of her eyes gave it away.
"Fine." Emma snapped. She searched through another rack of jackets and found one that she felt she could wear without feeling stupid at least. She flung it in the basket along with the few other clothes Snow had managed to convince Emma into letting her get for her. Despite herself, Snow couldn't help but give a small laugh. Emma looked over to her.
"What, exactly, about this situation is funny?!" She asked, completely failing to see any humour in it. Snow smiled over to her.
"It's nothing really." She began. "It's just, I can imagine so much better now how things would have been had we raised you back home. You would have been a nightmare for ball gown fittings, wouldn't you?" Emma, now picturing what her mom was, smiled too.
"Well, I can't say I would have made things easy for you. But if food was promised afterwards I would have been willing to cooperate." Emma said with a cheeky grin. Snow rolled her eyes, taking the hint.
"Well, how about we get these and then go for a quick lunch break. We can finish off afterwards." Emma came over and looped her arm with her mother's.
"What a fabulous idea, mom!"