Emma crouched down so that she could get a better look at her boy. Sure Henry said he was fine but like Emma, the boy had a history of claiming that he was doing better than he actually was. As the blonde scanned Henry just to make sure there wasn’t anything else wrong with him, he made the same expression as when he originally shrunk. “Mom, it’s happening again,” the imaginative lad whined as right before Emma’s eyes the lad began shrinking once more, dropping below four inches at a moderate but consistent pace.
“Crap!” Emma shouts alarmed, forgetting about Henry’s sensitive hearing. In her panic the bottom heavy woman snatched her now three-and-a-half inch son off the ground and stood up.
The sheriff reluctantly glanced down at her hand, dreading how much more Henry had shrunk. To Emma’s surprise the hazel-eyed child was still at the same height from when she grabbed him.
“I think it stopped,” Henry says as he is held by Emma. The shrunken male was still nervous about his current state but at least it was stable.
“That’s a relief, I’m happy you didn’t shrink down to nothing Kid.” Emma gives a low relieved chuckle as she gently strokes Henry with a finger from the hand not holding Henry. The sheriff smiled softly as she looked at her son, she had to admit, he was pretty cute at this size.
“H-hey Mom, could you set me down?” Henry asked with a blush after noticing that Emma was staring at him.
Emma was snapped out of her day dreaming when Henry spoke, “Yeah, sure thing Henry, just admiring how cute a kid I have.” Emma teases as she gently sets the once more blushing Henry on the table.
Henry starts to feel dizzy again and clutches his head in pain as he starts to shrink again, faster than before. “Mom!” Henry cries out feeling a painful throbbing in his head.
“Nonono!” Emma freaked out, grabbing Henry off the table, clenching her fist tightly, desperate not to lose her son. Emma’s breathing returned to a normal speed. “Alright, let's see how small he is this time” Emma mutters as he opens up her hand, Henry now a meager two inches in height.
“W-what's happening to me Mom, I’m scared.” Henry whimpers quietly as he looks up at the blonde. Emma in a moment of shining brilliance realized a key component of the shrinking.
“Henry, you shrink when I’m not touching you. If I make sure to keep holding onto you there won’t be any more shrinking.” Emma says feeling proud of herself for coming to that conclusion.
“T-that makes sense, b-but what are we going to do now?” Henry asks as he was held in Emma’s hand.”
Emma thought about what to do about the situation before coming to an idea.
1. Emma tests if Henry touching only her clothes counts for stopping the shrinking… turns out it doesn’t count.
2. Not wanting to deal with Regina’s judgment, Emma decides to go to Rumplestiltskin for a solution to Henry’s condition.
3. Not wanting to risk Henry to continue shrinking at all costs, Emma slips Henry between her cheeks where he’ll be constantly in contact with Emma from all sides.
4. Since Regina deserves to know, Emma calls the mayor to let her know what happened to Henry.
5. Emma realizes if she’s going to be better at magic she needs to do things for herself. The bottom heavy blonde decides to tinker around to see if she could reverse Henry’s condition herself.
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