She kisses him back and nods. "Definitely some wine." She agrees. "And then tomorrow we can open all of these ridiculous wedding gifts." Because there were a lot of them.
"If I'd known that people would just give me things, I'd have gotten married a long time ago." Probably not really. But he felt like saying it anyway. "Should we take anything along with the wine?"
Emma laughs and kisses him. She's so very happy now. "Maybe one of these gift baskets will have something in it for us to enjoy." She suggests. "I don't think the four slice toaster will be of much use to us there."
"It doesn't really matter to me what comes along, as long as you're there." He had married her, after all, not the things, and he hadn't married her because of the things.
"Let's just not tell anyone we're going there." He still doesn't trust her parents to walk in on them.
"So what do you say, we could be ready to go in five minutes?" That gives each of them time to grab whatever they might want to take along. Most of his things are at the house now, no longer on his ship.
"Sure, that's reasonable," Emma says. She's happy to go and spend some time on his ship with him, it's kind of his home away from home. And as an added bonus, no one is likely to bother them there.
And five minutes later, there she is, ready to go. It may not be the same as an adventure on the high seas but they can still have a bit of fun. Besides, the stars look so beautiful from the ship.
"Ready?" She asks him with a grin, holding up a bottle of her favorite wine.
"Ready." There's a bag dangling from his hook, with snacks in it. He doesn't expect to need much else. He takes her hand in his, twining their fingers together. "Come along, Swan, the ship awaits."
"So it does." She grinned. This was going to be a great night and she was happy to accompany him to the ship. The view from there was even better than she imagined.
He knows that it's not a long walk, but he wants to fill it up with talk anyway. One of many conversations they'll have in their lives together. "We could go for an actual sail sometime. Outside the harbor. There shouldn't be any barriers keeping from leaving town anymore."
"I'd like that." Emma tells him. "It can be an adventure." A safer one than they're used to but that is a good thing. They had the rest of their lives ahead of them...to be whatever they wanted.
"Adventure is my second-favorite thing in the whole world." She can probably guess what his absolute favorite is. "Henry could come too." He can have the crew quarters to himself and they can all have some privacy.
"Because your first favorite is rum, right?" She teases. She knows what his favorite is, but it's still fun to mess with him. "He'd like that, I think." She smiles.
"We'll need glasses then." He might drink rum right out of the bottle, but this is wine, and this is Emma. It's a different kind of situation. "Those are in the galley."
"Actually." Emma says, shaking her head at him. "I brought us some special glasses." She takes out the matching wine glasses that say "Mr." and "Mrs." on each of them. "Hope you don't mind."
He laughs when he sees the glasses. "I am absolutely certain that such a thing never existed in the Enchanted Forest." He doesn't mind at all. "That spot over there has the best view of the stars."
"Nah, this is the kind of thing you can only get from a factory or something, but still nice." She smiles. "Oh yeah? Looks like we'll have a great view then."
"I have a great view anytime you're in the room." Not what she meant, but he's saying it anyway. He uses his hook to pull the cork out of the wine bottle. "Ready for some wine?"
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"Let's just not tell anyone we're going there." He still doesn't trust her parents to walk in on them.
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"Ready?" She asks him with a grin, holding up a bottle of her favorite wine.
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"He can continue his sailing lessons."
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