Regina stood inside Granny’s amid the festivity; Ruby trotted about the bữa tối, bữa ăn tối passing out punch, gingerbread, mints, and whatever else the town seemed to desire. Charming and Snow took to dancing to ‘baby its cold outside’. Hook and Emma made a task of hát along—and their version wasn’t all that easy on the ears. Grumpy, he and half the dwarves were already drunk on beer-tainted eggnog. It probably wouldn’t be long until they were hát too. In which instance Regina was almost certain she’d be out the door. Grumpy was probably the worst singer she’d heard, much thêm so when he was intoxicated.
She didn’t come to the quán ăn alone. She was with Robin and Henry.
He was all grown up now.
Her little prince.
She remembered when he was just a little boy.
She took him to Granny’s for giáng sinh then too. Granny always held a little giáng sinh party, it was the one thing that Regina—even in her Evil Queen years—didn’t have the tim, trái tim to stop. It was much different years back. More…child friendly?
The children from Henry’s school—Paige, Eva, and Nicholas among them—would enter the quán ăn with their classmates. Granny had a small bàn in the back where the children would make silly ornaments (the floor would be covered in silver, green, and red glitter weeks after) and other festive crafts. There were sing-alongs and was one giant cây that each child got to stick an ornament hoặc two on. In the corner sat ‘Santa Clause’. That of course was Marco’s job…he did his best to look the part for the kids.
Where most of the children would cry upon their parents forcing them to take a picture with Santa, Henry...well Regina never had that problem. She remembered with great fondness the grin that spread across his face năm after year. He’d run right up to Marco and ask him heaps of các câu hỏi about what the North Pole was like, which reindeer was his favorite, how the elves worked so quick, and of course if he was on the nice hoặc naughty list.
She would sneak a picture in before the boy could protest.
One năm Regina recalled him asking not for a new toy car nor a new bóng rổ hoop, but for something to make her happy.
Marco đã đưa ý kiến he’d do his best.
That year, Marco came to her mansion with a handmade clock—it wasn’t much, but the thought he put into it was kind enough.
After talking to Santa, Henry would totter over to the craft table. He made her a picture, he informed her that it was a giáng sinh tree. To be honest Regina couldn’t make out a cây at all, but she smiled and hung it over the fireplace tiếp theo to her vintage winter landscape portraits.
It was the last of the décor to be taken down.
Ruby would then make her way to the front of the quán ăn dressed in her shortest ‘Santa baby’ váy and midriff barring hàng đầu, đầu trang and do some caroling (Regina had to admit, she wasn’t bad). Little seven năm old Henry didn’t pay it any mind to the revealing attire, so Regina had no reason to make a big deal of it either, though it wasn’t the best thing to wear in front of children.
Besides, Granny would usually tug her off the stage and tell her to “at least wait until after the kids are gone to wear that thing.”
Regina looked up from her spot on the wall—yup, Ruby still upheld that tradition. This năm though, instead of the Santa Baby outfit, it was a reindeer themed mini-dress.
Regina had to thank the girl as she had snatched the mic away from Grumpy before he could ruin anyone’s eardrums.
“Hey Regina!” Emma called from across the diner. “Henry and I are gonna go take a picture with Marc…Santa, bạn gonna tham gia us?”
It was a new year. Henry was older. The other children were older. But there were just some things that didn’t change.
Regina rolled her eyes and headed for the two of them. “Sure, Swan, I’ll send the picture out with my giáng sinh cards.”
She didn’t come to the quán ăn alone. She was with Robin and Henry.
He was all grown up now.
Her little prince.
She remembered when he was just a little boy.
She took him to Granny’s for giáng sinh then too. Granny always held a little giáng sinh party, it was the one thing that Regina—even in her Evil Queen years—didn’t have the tim, trái tim to stop. It was much different years back. More…child friendly?
The children from Henry’s school—Paige, Eva, and Nicholas among them—would enter the quán ăn with their classmates. Granny had a small bàn in the back where the children would make silly ornaments (the floor would be covered in silver, green, and red glitter weeks after) and other festive crafts. There were sing-alongs and was one giant cây that each child got to stick an ornament hoặc two on. In the corner sat ‘Santa Clause’. That of course was Marco’s job…he did his best to look the part for the kids.
Where most of the children would cry upon their parents forcing them to take a picture with Santa, Henry...well Regina never had that problem. She remembered with great fondness the grin that spread across his face năm after year. He’d run right up to Marco and ask him heaps of các câu hỏi about what the North Pole was like, which reindeer was his favorite, how the elves worked so quick, and of course if he was on the nice hoặc naughty list.
She would sneak a picture in before the boy could protest.
One năm Regina recalled him asking not for a new toy car nor a new bóng rổ hoop, but for something to make her happy.
Marco đã đưa ý kiến he’d do his best.
That year, Marco came to her mansion with a handmade clock—it wasn’t much, but the thought he put into it was kind enough.
After talking to Santa, Henry would totter over to the craft table. He made her a picture, he informed her that it was a giáng sinh tree. To be honest Regina couldn’t make out a cây at all, but she smiled and hung it over the fireplace tiếp theo to her vintage winter landscape portraits.
It was the last of the décor to be taken down.
Ruby would then make her way to the front of the quán ăn dressed in her shortest ‘Santa baby’ váy and midriff barring hàng đầu, đầu trang and do some caroling (Regina had to admit, she wasn’t bad). Little seven năm old Henry didn’t pay it any mind to the revealing attire, so Regina had no reason to make a big deal of it either, though it wasn’t the best thing to wear in front of children.
Besides, Granny would usually tug her off the stage and tell her to “at least wait until after the kids are gone to wear that thing.”
Regina looked up from her spot on the wall—yup, Ruby still upheld that tradition. This năm though, instead of the Santa Baby outfit, it was a reindeer themed mini-dress.
Regina had to thank the girl as she had snatched the mic away from Grumpy before he could ruin anyone’s eardrums.
“Hey Regina!” Emma called from across the diner. “Henry and I are gonna go take a picture with Marc…Santa, bạn gonna tham gia us?”
It was a new year. Henry was older. The other children were older. But there were just some things that didn’t change.
Regina rolled her eyes and headed for the two of them. “Sure, Swan, I’ll send the picture out with my giáng sinh cards.”