Belch
A guest asked for a oneshot of Snow burping really loudly and Emma says eww. Then Charming says "That's your mother".
The lazy summer nights were some of Emma's favourites. By late evening it was cool enough for the family to enjoy the sun's rays along with the warm breeze the air drafted over as they sat together in the garden just lounging around, trying not to use too much energy. Neal was already in bed, and Henry was staying at Regina's so tonight it was just Emma and her parents enjoying the summer weather. Despite it being after nine pm, it was still completely bright outside. Charming and Emma generally had a bottle of beer whilst Snow usually had a glass of wine, but tonight she joined her husband and daughter with the beer.
They lounged lazily on the patio furniture as the crickets spoke to each other through the reeds.
Suddenly the silence was interrupted by a loud belch.
"Dad that is disgusting even by your standards." Emma said sluggishly.
"It wasn't me." Charming responded. Emma looked to her left with a raised eyebrow. "Mom, really?" Snow just smiled and shrugged her shoulders.
"That's your mother." Charming sighed. He was used to it.
"Well, living with seven dwarfs you do pick up some bad habits." Snow admitted. "No big deal and certainly not by best…"
"Ok, this has gone to a strange new level." Emma said, struggling to her feet. "You two enjoy your evening. I'm away to sit in the middle of four fans." She wasn't sure she needed to know just how bad her mother's belches could be.