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TinkerbellFan asked for a oneshot of Emma tricking Henry into believing Snowing, Regina and herself have been turned into pop vinyls. Hope you don't mind me taking Red and Neal out, just seems to make sense that the house would be empty :).

Guest who asked for Emma doing ballet: check out the chapter "Ballet"

Guest100: I'm afraid in order for Emma to be half elf one of Snowing wouldn't be her parent!

RedRidingHood: I'm afraid I've already done a story about Red avoiding Snowing.

Irish guest: Rogha teanga suimiúil . Bhí fhios go raibh sé ina chéad teanga féin I ( mar Scot a labhrann Albainis nach bhfuil againn mar chéad teanga , ní féidir liom labhairt Gaeilge na hAlban ) . Ach tá mé nach bhfuil eagla Google aistriú go han-mhaith mar sin ní féidir liom a thuiscint cad atá tú ag iarraidh mé a scríobh . Tá brón orainn !

Season 5 spoilers! Who's seen the promos?! *Squeals. So much mama Snow love! Snow doesn't just call Emma her daughter; but her child and her hope. Ahhhhhh! Boy do I look forward to the requests that come from there ;)

"Hello?" Henry tried again. There should be someone in the house. They would have texted him if they were all going out. "Are you all napping? Did someone put a sleeping curse over the house?" Henry was only half kidding, given their family history it wasn't exactly an outside possibility. But then he came across them on the table. The little collection of plastic toys that he'd never seen before. Had someone bought Neal some new toys? Henry moved closer and picked one up.

"Funny." He said to himself. "This looks just like mom… Oh no!" Henry looked at the rest of the toys and spotted that they all looked like different members of his family. What was going on here?! Had someone turned his family into action figures?! "Don't worry guys!" Henry yelled, hoping if he picked up his volume they'd be able to hear him through their tiny prosthetic ears. "I will find out who did this to you and I will make them change you back!" Henry turned to call, well, anyone for help, but found a post-it note stuck to the phone:

Got you! An old friend of mine Chris makes these little Pop Vinyls. I couldn't resist sending him our photos and getting him to make us out of them! I just wish I saw your face live! Smile for the camera, it's on top of the fridge. We're all at the park when you're sure you're not going to kill any of us. Love you, kid!

Henry crumpled the note up in his hand and turned to the camera. He wacked his fists together like they did in F.R.I.E.N.D.S and walked out the door. They really had got him there!