A group of scheming
friends, a party, and question Emma thinks she might finally be able to ask.
I’m am so super excited to finally be able to share this with you guys! It’s been in the works for longer than you know, after I was prompted by a friend and I knew CSLB was just the right thing to get me into gear with getting it done. This has been such an amazingly fun experience and I’m so happy to be apart of it!
Major thanks to @initiala for her awesome beta-ing skills. I really enjoyed working with you and hearing your thoughts and perspective on things! And thank you for making me not look like a complete moron! ;-p
One of the cool things about CSLB is that you get assigned artists and I have to say, I’m extremely lucky with who I was paired with. These two are so flipping talented, I’m in awe of what they came up with! Not to belittle us writers, but artists like these ladies take our words and bring them to life and that’s just amazing. It was so fun talking to you guys and seeing the progress of your art! You guys rock!
Check out what they did, along with all the others included in this years @captainswanbigbang, because they are all amazing and deserve all the attention and love in the world!
It was, in theory, a good idea. It was, in theory, an absolutely fantastic idea. Because there was still, sometimes, a crisis or two in Storybrooke and nothing would be more chaotic than trying to find a Christmas present on Main Street, while also trying to keep said Christmas present a secret. Ordering gifts on the internet makes sense. It’s just a few clicks and online sales and the presents will be there in plenty of time for Christmas to be perfect.
Emma and Killian are positive.
Except then the presents don’t show up and it’s Christmas Eve and plan B isn’t so much a plan as it is just a bit of pre-holiday desperation and the entire town knows what they’re up to.
Rating: Mature’ish. There’s kissing. CHRISTMAS KISSING. Word Count: 11K’ish. And two POV. And fluff. So. Much. Fluff. AN: Merry Christmas everyone!! I hope everyone got what they wanted and then a few things they didn’t know they wanted and gets to eat all the candy canes all day. This story was so much fun to write and @theonceoverthinker deserves all the words and emotional payoff and fic makeouts. Here are some fic makeouts. A particular shoutot to @distant-rose for sharing the same brain as me and suggesting Killian’s present for Emma after I already wrote myself into that scenario. Also on Ao3 if that’s how you roll.
Marco is not, in fact, asleep by the time Killian raps on his door – but it’s close.
It’s late and cold and the old man’s eyes get wide when he realizes what exactly it is Killian is asking of him, but Henry is already adding to the request and discussing design options and how long everything will take and my mom will probably be able to help…you know with magic or finding you magic…wood or something.
Killian chuckles under his breath, but he hasn’t really been able to catch his breath yet because he and Henry absolutely sprinted the last few hundred yards down the street and it’s after dark and, even with the detour for onion rings and grilled cheese at Granny’s, Emma’s going to be home soon and there is a Christmas Eve plan.
There are movies to watch and some popcorn monstrosity to eat and he can’t wait.
Actually I had a favor to ask. I know we’ve just met and all but I really need this and I have been stuck for a while and now…” Killian started rambling and he didn’t see her shifting away from him.
“You’re not gonna propose to me… are you?” Emma fixed him with a wary look.
“Ohh… no no… I mean, see the thing is, the way you were describing places and people around… it gave me a fresh outlook that I had been seriously lacking for quite some time. I wanted to ask whether I could accompany you around.
It All Starts With a Dance 
