Repeat (A Once Upon A Time Fanfiction / Captain Swan's Daughter)

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"I've also brought snacks for the plane ride." Mary Margaret announced, pulling out an organised lunch bag for everyone. Each brown paper bag was sealed with a glittery sticker and a sharpie was used to write everyone's name in sharpie on the designated lunch.

"You mean to tell me half of what I carried in here was food with shiny decorations? Can't Regina just poof that here anyway?" Killian exclaimed.

"I thought you said the bags weren't heavy." David reminded him.

"Yeah, well, you're right. They weren't heavy at all. Im not weak." Killian defended himself, David smirking at his defeat.

A scratchy, robot-like voice emitted from a loud speaker, announcing that it was time for us to board. Families with young children were allowed to board first, so all of us used little Roland to our advantage and skipped the queue. I wondered what people thought about us while we walked past and how they thought the relation was between us all.

"Big family?" A smiling air hostess with unfairly shiny hair asked as we boarded the plane.

"Correct." Emma returned the smile, showing off her perfect teeth. Even without makeup, my mother looked beautiful all the time. It wasn't fair.

"What's the relation between you two?" The hostess, who has a badge labelling her as 'Candace' asked about Emma and Mary Margaret.

"She's my-" Mary Margaret began, eager to join any conversation.

"Sister. We're sisters." Emma interrupted, wrapping an arm around her mother and coincidentally squeezing her too tight. Snow got the message.

"Well, you're sure a good looking family." Candace replied, still smiling. Her pink lipgloss was equally as shiny as her pearly white teeth. She has the perfect, stock image air hostess image with her uniform in perfect condition and her fake tan just the right shade.

"She dresses like you, sis." Zelena taunted Regina as we all made our way to our seats.

"That's a uniform, Zelena." Regina rolled her eyes. I could sense that Zelena was in one of those moods where she wanted to annoy her sister, and Regina was in one of those moods where the slightest thing was going to annoy her. Sitting between them was going to be a joy.

"I know it's a uniform, I'm not a total idiot," Zelena snapped back. "You basically wear a uniform every day, though. You're wearing a blooming pantsuit on a plane! I've watched enough movies to know that's not normal."

"I'll have you know that I've packed a pair of jeans for trip." Regina said proudly as she sat down, crossing her legs in the small amount of legroom she had.

"Oh my god! What a time to be alive! Alert the press!" Zelena threw her arms up and pretended to faint into her chair, attracting a few looks from the passengers on the other side of the isle. Knowing our family, this wouldn't be the last we got on this flight.

"People are looking." I laughed, pulling the red haired woman's arm down.

"You think this is funny?" Regina raised an eyebrow. I knew she was harmless, but I still felt like Regina was a lot more likely to ground me than Emma was, despite the fact she had no legal responsibility for me.

"Of course not." I smiled before pulling a handful of lollipops from my bag to suck on as the plane flies up. I then had to explain to Zelena and Regina that your ears pop in the air. Killian and David listened from behind, as did Mary Margaret from the seat in front. Emma turned at the end and shared an amused look with me.

"Looks like you're going to be a teacher like your grandma." She smiled before reaching to snatch a lollipop from me.

We probably all looked very strange sucking identical lollipops, but they worked for most of us. Zelena was too busy asking me questions about why the Kardashians were famous to stop her ears from popping.

"I'm not keen on this," Zelena stated. "I much prefer my broomstick."

"This is the third time you've said this, Zelena." Regina glared through her reading glasses, lifting her head from her Michelle Obama biography.

"You're no fun."

"Says the one complaining."

The bickering stopped after a while, much to mine and the elderly man in the row across from us' relief. You wouldn't believe both of these women were mothers of teenagers. Zelena and I then engaged in an in depth discussion about the Kardashians, answering all of the questions she had about the family.

I had an hour of peace and pleasant chatter before I heard raised voices from the row behind.

"You have an unfair advantage, mate," Killian complained. "It's a lot harder playing snap with one hand."

"You're only saying that because you're losing." David argued. I twisted my body in an uncomfortable position to look behind at the pair.

"I'm losing because I have one hand, Dave!" Killian sighed, knowing how stubborn the Charmings could be.

Luckily there were no Grey's Anatomy style disasters and we all survived the journey. I think everyone around us took a sigh of relief when the wheels hit the ground and the plane ran along the runway. Stepping off the plane and experiencing the change of climate, my arms linked with Killian in a Disney channel fashion, was when it hit me that I was going to have the time of my life on this trip.