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charmingswan asked for a oneshot of the family just finding out Emma is pregnant again and discussing names over hot chocolate with someone joking about it being twins or triplets. I must thank my mother for some of Snow's reactions here. Every time I mention a name I like for the future she has something it rhymes with that apparently children would use to pick on them! Strange woman… anyway, the story…
"Boy!"
"Girl!"
"Boy!"
"Girl!"
"Ok, ok!" Emma interrupted her parents' debate, handing them their mugs. "Neither of you can know just now, I don't even have a clue." Emma chuckled.
"I still think it's a boy." David muttered, taking a sip of his hot chocolate. Snow rolled her eyes.
"So, thought of any names yet?" She asked her daughter. Emma shrugged.
"Well, I quite like Martin for a boy." She told them. Snow wrinkled her nose. "What?" Emma asked. "It's a nice name." She defended herself.
"Fartin' Martin?" She said. Both Emma and David gave her funny looks. She raised her hands.
"I worked as a teacher for twenty eight years technically, you hear things. I'm just trying to stop my grandson being picked on…"
"So you admit it's a boy now too?" David teased.
"I'm just being hypothetical!" Snow shouted back, playfully slapping his shoulder.
"Anyway." Emma interrupted them. "How about Becky for a girl?" She asked. Snow made the face again. "What this time?" Emma sighed.
"Well what if she has glasses? Specky Becky?" Snow pointed out. Emma looked to David. "She's going to have one for every name I pick, isn't she?" Emma grumbled. David nodded.
"Now you see why naming you and your brother was so difficult." He teased his wife. Snow just rolled her eyes.
"You know, unique names are all the rage right now, so are names with colours. Snow White would be a lovely name for a-"
"No." Emma stopped her.
"Why not?" Snow asked, slightly offended.
"Because if you think children would pick on a little girl named Becky just for having glasses what on earth do you think they'd do to a little girl named Snow White?" Emma asked her. Snow folded her arms across her chest huffily.
"Nobody every picked on me. Everyone said I had a lovely name." She grumbled.
"Yeah, because you were a princess. Just like nobody picked on your father for being Leopald." Charming chuckled. Snow just mumbled something under her breath. "But on the other hand, David is a perfectly normal-"
"No." Emma said again.
"Why?" David asked, baffled. Snow perked up a little, happy he'd been rejected too.
"Because I don't like the name David, simple as that." Emma told him. It was David's turn to go all huffy. Snow decided if Emma was going to shoot them down like that, she'd have some fun with her.
"Emma, you've been having really bad morning sickness. You know that's a possible sign of a multiple birth, right?" Snow said, fighting to keep her face straight at the way Emma's face paled.
"Don't even say that." She said simply. "It's not funny."
"It could be twins though!" Snow said again. "Or even better, triplets."
"No." Emma said, getting up. "No no no. There is only one baby coming out of there. That's all there's room for anyway. I'm going to call Whale…" She said, dashing for the hall. Snow turned and grinned at her husband.
"It's still a girl."