Gray Hairs
VuryEvilquem asked for a one-shot of Hanna being confused on how old her parents are, then making a joke on how old they are. I've set this one during season 2. It's a continuation of the end of Chapter 14 of The Other Daughter when Hanna gave Snow the photo album for her birthday.
"You really do like it?" Hanna asked hopefully.
Snow wrapped her arms around Hanna. "Out of all my birthday presents, this one is my favorite."
"Good," Hanna said with a smile. Then she had a thought. "So, how old are you anyway?"
Snow had to pause and think for a moment. How old was she now? Hanna tried to do the math in her head too. They both figured it out about the same time.
"Oh…" Hanna said, trying to hide her grin.
"It doesn't matter how old I am. Age is just a number," Snow said with a shrug.
Hanna started to laugh, not able to hold it in anymore. "You guys are almost old enough to be senior citizens."
"We are not," David said defensively.
"Do you see any gray hairs in this head young lady?" Snow asked with a raise of her eyebrows.
Hanna reached her hand towards her mom's head. "Well. maybe one right…"
Snow quickly put her hands to her head.
Hanna laughed. "Mom, I'm just kidding. You don't have any gray hairs."
Snow let out a sigh of relief. With everything going on at the moment though, Snow couldn't deny that those gray hairs would be popping up sooner rather than later.