War of the children- part 2
Just In Dreams wanted a followup oneshot to "War of the children"
Wow! Can't believe this is chapter 50! Thanks for the support everyone! :)
"Coming, coming!" Snow called, hearing the urgent knocking and ringing of the doorbell. She was quite surprised to see her daughter and grandchildren when she answered the door.
"Gamma!" Dewey called, launching himself at Snow. Snow gave a small "oomph" as he slightly knocked the wind out of her, but other than that she was ok.
"Hey guys." She said brightly, picking Dewey up. She looked to Emma. "To what do I owe this lovely surprise?" She asked her daughter. Emma set Eira down, and nudged her forward to go inside. She crossed her arms tightly across her chest, held her nose in the air and stomped inside. Snow raised an eyebrow, wanting a bit of info before her grandchildren caused world war three inside her house. Emma pointed at Dewey.
"Somebody decided they wanted to colour in, and that their sister's dolly would make a lovely replacement for paper. She doesn't know that that's why dolly's missing right now, so I'm hoping I can find it and wash it before she twigs. Can you watch them for a couple of hours? Henry's here, he'll help out." Emma asked hopefully. Snow smiled at her.
"Of course. I love spending time with my grandkids!" Snow looked to Dewey. "Grandpa's out in the back garden with Neal playing catch. Do you want to go round with Henry and join them?" Dewey nodded enthusiastically, allowing Snow to put him down, he took Henry's hand and followed him round to the garden.
"Thanks." Emma said gratefully. "I don't know what I would have done if you weren't in. Even without knowing all the details, I swear Eira would have throttled him…she's just so, so…"
"Like her mother?" Snow offered. She chuckled at the look Emma gave her in return. "Don't worry, I'll go in and talk to her while all the boys are out and calm her down. You go and sort out the doll." Emma gave a small smile, running back to the car.
"Thanks mom! I owe you!" She called back, getting in and driving off. Snow waved her off before turning to go talk to her granddaughter.
"Still too young to be a grandma…" She muttered.