The naughty corner
A guest asked for a oneshot of Emma texting and driving. Snow finds out and makes her stand in the corner with her nose touching the wall for thirty minutes. Emma cries after ten minutes because nobody ever cared enough to discipline her. Gina I've combined your request in here.
"Do you even care what could have happened? Were you using your brain at all?"
"Don't talk down to me I am an adult!"
"Don't you use that tone of voice with me young lady I am still your father."
"Young lady?! I am the same age as you parentage or not! Don't you dare patronise me…"
"What is going on here?" Snow demanded. She came into the hall to see the anger fuelled faces of both her husband and daughter. Emma pointed an accusing finger at her dad.
"It's him! He's being a total…total dickhead!"
"Emma Ruth you do not call me profanities!" Charming bellowed. Even Snow was taken aback by the anger in his voice. "Especially when you're the one in the wrong." Charming turned to Snow so he could explain. "I caught her texting whilst driving. I took her phone off of her seeing as her window was rolled down and she's been acting like this ever since."
"Yeah, because you're being a total freak over this! One: it was at the traffic lights so I wasn't even driving. Two: that phone is mine and you have stolen it so I'll be damned if you're trying to call me out for breaking the law when you're a dirty thief!" Snow had heard enough. She held up her hands.
"Toss it here Charming." She said calmly. Charming gently tossed the phone to Snow (with Emma failing in her attempt to snatch it out of the air). She walked into the kitchen and held the phone under the tap. "Now, there aren't many places you can buy a proper smartphone like this in Storybrooke, are there Emma?" She threatened. Emma's eyes narrowed.
"You wouldn't." She snarled. Snow raised an eyebrow.
"Try me." She said, placing a threatening hand on the tap.
"Fine." Emma growled. "I won't do it again, happy?" She snapped.
"No Emma, no I'm not. You see one: you did something very dangerous that could have resulted in not just your own death, but some totally innocent pedestrian who you didn't see. Two: I don't like this new attitude you're showing your father and I. Neither of us care what age you are, you're still our child and if you act like a petulant little girl we'll treat you like one." Snow gestured her head towards the corner of the living room. "Go stand in that corner with your nose pressed against the wall for thirty minutes- one minute for each year of your age. After that you may have your phone back."
"I cannot believe this! Give me back my damn phone!" Emma went to lunge to grab it, but stopped when she saw her mom turn the tap slightly.
"I'm not playing around here Emma. Get into that corner or say goodbye to all your pictures of you and Henry, all the messages shared between you and Hook…heck on second thought I could easily just have a little look at those messages…"
"Alright, alright!" Emma marched to the corner and stood there feeling mortified. She was positively fizzing.
"There. Now have a think about what you done." Charming said smugly. Emma didn't answer him, she was too furious at being treated like a child.
By the ten minute mark, Emma had calmed down. She knew her parents were just doing this because they cared…which is more than anyone else ever had. Emma couldn't help but begin to get teary. Nobody had given a toss during a childhood. If she was annoying enough she just got beaten or starved, but nobody properly disciplined her because she might have hurt herself. Snow and Charming put the tears down to anger, they never would have guessed the real reason. They wouldn't have made her stand there for the full thirty minutes if they had known.