Heist
A guest asked for a oneshot of Emma's three brothers (Neal and two OCs from previous chapters).
"They're coming!" Michael whispered hastily. Neal and Christopher quickly grabbed three biscuits from the jar before shoving it back on the shelf and trying to look innocent standing in the kitchen. Just a few seconds after Michael's warning their parents came into the room looking suspicious.
"Hello boys." Charming said, looking at each of his three sons. "Why are you all in the kitchen in the middle of the afternoon?"
"We just wanted to ask the chef what was for dinner tonight but they're obviously not here yet so we'll be heading off… Neal said, trying to shepherd his little brothers away with him to enjoy their loot- but their mom stopped them.
"But before you do you'll be handing over the biscuits you took." Snow said as both she and Charming held a hand outstretched.
"Biscuits?" Christopher said in a terribly bad offended tone. "What biscuits?" Neal rolled his eyes- their cover was definitely blown now!
"The ones in yours and Neal's pockets I'll happily reach in and take them out myself but trust me, it'll be better for all three of you if you just hand them over now." Charming warned his second eldest son. Recognising the no-nonsense tone from their father Neal and Christopher quickly handed over the biscuits. All three looked away from the scary looks their parents were giving them.
"We expect better from you boys." Snow said. "We're very disappointed. What do you have to say for yourselves?"
"Sorry." All three murmured quietly.
"I should think so." Charming said sternly. "You will all go up to your rooms and think about what you did here. And there will be no treats for two weeks- understood?" The boys all nodded before shuffling off. Snow and Charming just looked at each other. Boys will be boys, they guessed.