Obsessive
EvilRegal13 asked for a oneshot of Snowing finding out Emma has OCD.
"Seriously Emma?" Charming sighed. "Must you do the light switch thing? We're in a rush- the meeting starts in half an hour."
"Sorry, sorry." Emma sighed, trying to speed things up as much as she could. She had to turn the light switch on and off exactly seventeen times before she left the room. "There, done." Emma quickly sped out of the room and followed behind her dad.
Emma felt her world spin to a halt as her mom sneezed…then opened the front door.
"Emma, you'll need to lock up." Snow called behind her. She turned her head when Emma gave her no reply. "Emma." She said again. "I have Neal, grab your keys."
"I can't touch that handle." Emma croaked. "You sneezed." Snow rolled her eyes, there wasn't time for germ phobia! "Emma I sneezed into the crook of my elbow, I sneezed nowhere near my hands. Just lock the door-"
"I can't." Emma said, panicking. "I have OCD." Both Snow and Charming looked at her. "I didn't want to tell you in case you thought I was a freak or being ridiculous." Emma mumbled. "I'd rather you thought I just had a few quirks."
"Emma." Charming said gently. "I wish you had just told us- we would have been able to help you rather than you feeling pressurised. We still need to go to this meeting- but we can deal with this." Charming ushered her out of the door and locked it himself. Emma smiled at her dad gratefully. Snow gave Emma an encouraging smile as they headed to the car.
Over the next couple of weeks Snow and Charming were able to gather a list of any of Emma's compulsories, making her home life much more relaxed.