He will always find him
Raquel asked for a oneshot of Snow telling Charming about someone hitting on her at the girl's night out. For the purpose of this chapter if we could forget that Hook exists. I'm sure some of you will be quite happy with that lol.
"Wait, what?!" Charming asked, nearly choking on his morning coffee. "Some jerk tried to hit on you? Did he not know who you were? Even if he didn't did he not see the ring?!" Snow raised her eyebrow at her daughter. After Charming had asked Emma how she slept she'd told him-jokingly- that she kept having nightmares about the weirdo who'd tried it on with Snow. Emma just shrugged her shoulders. It wasn't like Snow had anything to hide. Snow nodded slowly.
"He was too drunk to know his own name let alone who I was or notice my wedding ring. I sent him packing quickly but I wasn't the only one he tried it on with." Snow commented. Emma's eyes narrowed. She wouldn't.
"What, who else? Red, Belle, Ella? Should we tell Thomas to watch out?" He asked. Snow shook her head.
"Oh no dear. None of them." At this point Emma got up nonchalantly and tried to sneak out slowly. Snow was not having that. "You see once I'd told him to get lost. He decided our daughter would do just nicely."
"What?!" Charming shouted furiously. Emma froze, cursing under her breath. She turned back around and glumly returned to the table. She looked up and glared at her mother who was looking awful smug. "Now we need to find out who he is! I'm just not having that…"
"Hold up a second." Emma interrupted him. "Flirting with your wife is fine. But flirting with your single daughter isn't? You need to sort out your priorities." Snow smiled.
"Oh Emma. You're right, I am married to your father. So he knows my loyalties are always with him and I would never look at another man. Also, his first memory of me was me hitting him with a rock. He knows I can handle myself. His first memory of you is me holding you in my arms a tiny little baby. Our tiny little baby. His tiny little baby. First impressions matter, sweetie." Snow explained. "Did I mention he didn't try and touch me but he ran his hand up Emma's leg?-"
"Mom!" Emma complained. She was making things worse!
"No." Charming said quietly. Too quietly. "No you didn't." He left the kitchen and when he came back he had both his gun and his sword. "I can't decide which I use when I find him. But lest assured I will find him. I'm pretty good at that." He growled, stomping out again. Emma went to rush after him to calm him down.
"Leave him." Snow called to her. "He won't actually do any real damage. He will give him a good scare though. I don't think that's necessarily a bad thing."
"That's assuming he finds him." Emma pointed out. Snow's smile widened slightly. She knew her husband very well.
"Oh don't you worry Emma. Your dad's right. He will find him."