Maid
FictionLover12 asked for a oneshot of Henry finding a picture of Emma undercover in a maid outfit.
"Hey mom, were you a cleaner in a hotel or something at some point?" Henry asked. Emma looked over from where she sat at the computer to where Henry lay sprawled out on the floor. He had decided that he wanted to make Snow and Charming a scrapbook for their anniversary so Emma had given him all the old photos that she had. Curious, Emma came over and looked at the picture he was referring to. She smiled as she picked it up.
"Ah, I remember this! No kid, I was never really a cleaner in a hotel- but I pretended to be." She began. Henry gave her a confused look in return. "You see sometimes when I was a bail bonds person, I had to go undercover- like we pretended to when you were still cursed and I brought you here from Manhattan. There was this real sleaze ball who liked to spend all his free time- and all the cash he owed- at this fancy hotel so he could ogle the maids that worked there. You see they all had to wear the traditional maid style outfit and he couldn't get enough of it. So I got a job there for a few days to get his attention before I busted him." Henry wrinkled his nose slightly.
"I'm not sure if I should be grossed out or think you're pretty cool for being undercover like a spy." He told her honestly. Emma laughed and placed the photo on a shelf.
"Neither kid, it was no big deal. But maybe leave that one out of your scrapbook, alright?"
"Kay." He replied, already grabbing his scissors and cutting up another photo. Emma smiled to herself- her kid thought she was like a spy- that was pretty awesome.