Hot Chocolate and Cinnamon (Mary Margaret)

[Henry Mills]

Other people might have found it weird, knowing that their school teacher was also their biological grandmother. Then again, not too many people could say that they lived in a cursed town for almost 30 years among fairytale people, none of them knowing who they really were, and being called crazy for believing that it was true, even though having the book that proves it would clue people in. Or believing so strongly in that truth that you were willing to do anything to prove it, even eat a poisoned apple turnover from your evil adopted mother.

And to think that Henry did all that before he turned eleven.

Since the Curse broke, everyone had been super-busy. He still went to school (sometimes), but more often than not the others were trying to keep him safe. This morning seemed to be a break in that.

Henry had plans for the day. He wanted to spend the day with Mary Margaret. Sure, sword-fighting with David and sleuthing about with Emma were fun, but he hadn't gotten much time to spend with his teacher as a real family member yet.

At least he knew the perfect way to start the day: hot chocolate with cinnamon.

The child dragged a wobbly stool over to where Mary Margaret kept the coffee mugs and climbed up, opening the cabinet. Now, he was pretty sure which one she preferred, but which one was he going to pick?

[Snow White / Mary Margaret]

Snow started the day finishing making her bed she came downstairs. Finally things were slowing down and there wasn't a constant threat of death looming over their heads.

She found Henry getting down cups from the cupboard it was still shocking he was her grandson. "So what are your plans for the day?" Snow asked him as she came into the kitchen.

"Would you like me to make you breakfast first?" Snow would find that rather enjoyable.