DrabbleTag6 - Once Upon A Time: Emma/Snow White - break-up
Title: Valid But Unwanted Arguments
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Emma/Snow White
Rating: M
Word Count: 245
A/N: Incest without them knowing, then knowing. Prompt is break-up as per swan_secrets request. It's a bit choppy due to the word limit... but I hope I got the message across!
‘Don’t. Please, don’t do this.’
‘Emma, you know this can’t continue.’
‘I don’t care that you’re… that you’re my mother. I can’t just forget how I feel about you. That’s all real. The curse had nothing to do with how I’ve fallen in love with you. Please, Mary Margaret…’
Snow had to close her eyes for a moment.
‘That’s not my name.’
‘Snow White, then. Mommy even.’
Snow flinches at the way she says it. Too intimate, too obviously a reference to time when they were only Emma Swan and Mary Margaret Blanchard.
‘It doesn’t matter what I call you. It’s still you that I’ve fallen in love with. You say that Mary Margaret was a construct of the curse? An illusion? I call bullshit. I remember when you kicked Jefferson out of that window. That was all you. You were always there, just underneath the surface.’
‘Emma,’ murmurs Snow, not really interrupting, more just acknowledging.
‘Everything that happened in the Enchanted Forest? How could I not love you even more? I don’t know you as my mother. I know you as the person I want to spend the rest of my life with.’
Snow stepped towards her red-eyed daughter. There were no words to convey exactly how she felt. How her True Love was David, and yet their kiss had not broken the curse simply because he WAS her True Love. But now he wasn’t, and apparently hadn’t been for a very long time.
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Emma/Snow White
Rating: M
Word Count: 245
A/N: Incest without them knowing, then knowing. Prompt is break-up as per swan_secrets request. It's a bit choppy due to the word limit... but I hope I got the message across!
‘Don’t. Please, don’t do this.’
‘Emma, you know this can’t continue.’
‘I don’t care that you’re… that you’re my mother. I can’t just forget how I feel about you. That’s all real. The curse had nothing to do with how I’ve fallen in love with you. Please, Mary Margaret…’
Snow had to close her eyes for a moment.
‘That’s not my name.’
‘Snow White, then. Mommy even.’
Snow flinches at the way she says it. Too intimate, too obviously a reference to time when they were only Emma Swan and Mary Margaret Blanchard.
‘It doesn’t matter what I call you. It’s still you that I’ve fallen in love with. You say that Mary Margaret was a construct of the curse? An illusion? I call bullshit. I remember when you kicked Jefferson out of that window. That was all you. You were always there, just underneath the surface.’
‘Emma,’ murmurs Snow, not really interrupting, more just acknowledging.
‘Everything that happened in the Enchanted Forest? How could I not love you even more? I don’t know you as my mother. I know you as the person I want to spend the rest of my life with.’
Snow stepped towards her red-eyed daughter. There were no words to convey exactly how she felt. How her True Love was David, and yet their kiss had not broken the curse simply because he WAS her True Love. But now he wasn’t, and apparently hadn’t been for a very long time.