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For My CSSS [Captain Swan Fanfiction]

Hi love! So the secret is out youseetherealme, I am your CSSS :) I am the one who constantly invaded your ask box and just randomly sent you messages. My name is Caroline by the way! I’ve only been on here for around four months and I have followed you basically from the beginning! I don’t know what else to tell you…. as I am not that interesting but yes you have that and the few random things I told you along the way! I had an awesome time harassing you and having a reason to start talking to and getting to know you! You are an incredibly kind person and I've loved talking to you :) SOOOOO Let’s dig into your gift. Now I’m giving this my best shot and I hope you like it I am by no means on the level of other writers on here... but I am trying! <3... I chose this one because I've written stuff for the others on your list a few times and just wanted to do something new but if you want to see some that fits some other categories you requested: Daddy Killian, The closest I've ever come to something considered smut (which isn't that close at all), and I don't really have anything centered around manners alone.... but yes I hope you enjoy those and this one :) I'm really hoping you're gonna like it...

Emma’s foot tapped against the hardwood repeatedly, her eyes glancing down at the face of her watch every few seconds. It wasn’t like him to be late- especially not an hour over his usual return. Her fingers moved, tapping in a quick staccato over the wooden dining table. Her nails traced the edge of the plate in front of her; the meal she had prepared now left forgotten and untouched.

At the slightest sound, Emma was on her feet and making her way out of the dining room. She had just rounded the corner from the living room, when the front door was finally pushed open. Killian walked in, a small box (one adorned with a bright blue ribbon) in his hand, and an apologetic smile on his face. His hand reached up to scratch behind his ear in a sheepish manner, as he caught the worried look in his Swan’s eyes.

"Sorry I’m late, love. It took me longer than intended to stop and get this," He held the box up as a means of explanation as he spoke. Her hands found their way to her hips as she took a step closer to him. The look on his face was enough to cause Emma to crack a slight smile.

“And just what was so important, that you had to stop and pick it up on the way home?” Emma asked as she stood on the tips of her toes trying to see what the small box contained. Killian pulled it out of her reach, shaking his head at her as he brushed past her.

“You’re not going to show me what this very important errand was for?” Emma asked following after him.

“I will, patience my love. It is a virtue after all,” He told her with his signature smirk. Emma huffed as she followed him over to the couch. He waited until she had sat, before opting to sit on the coffee table, the box perched next to him.

"Okay, here goes nothing."

Killian untied the small bow and pulled open the top. He looked at Emma, whose curious eyes were fixated only on the box. With a deep breath, he reached his hand in and carefully pulled out what was hidden inside. Emma's hand flew to her mouth in a gasp and Killian cringed. He looked at the shock on her face- and in that moment he realized he should have considered discussing it with her first (after all it was a big commitment). He looked down and a small smile fluttered across his lips. The small things tail was just a flying, it's body stretched in Emma's direction.

"You're so cute," Emma finally stuttered out, stealing the small creature from his grasp. She cradled it like you would a new born before looking back at Killian.

"Boy or Girl?" She asked, looking back down at the small puppy as she ran her fingers softly through it's fur.

"She, a little St. Bernard. Smee found her for me," He told her moving to sit next to her on the couch. His hand joined Emma's in petting their new companion lightly. Emma couldn't help but laugh, after all her pirate was playing right into the movie persona he so hated.

"Have you named her?" Emma asked as the small dog squirmed from beneath their hands and onto the couch. She plopped around, tripping over her own feet as she explored.

"Henry said I should name her Nana. I should make him walk the plank for such a suggestion," He told her, causing Emma to break into hysterics once more.

"Maybe we wait and see what will fit her personality," Emma suggested, setting her down on the floor so she could go explore their new home. Emma watched as she flopped about the room, sniffing anything her tiny body could reach.

"Are you sure were ready for such a responsibility? It'll be like having a child for a while," Emma told him, a worried expression on her face. She hadn't been responsible for another person's life until Henry. And even then she had all of Storybrooke to help, so how was she to know if she could handle the care of another living thing.

"Good practice," Killian responded with a sly smirk. Emma shook her head, flicking his ear in jest. When the answering expression was a pout, she leaned over to console him with a light kiss.

The moment was broken all too soon by a crash that seemingly echoed through the small room. The two sprung up to find the puppy sitting next to a pile of broken glass, her tail wagging and tongue hanging out. The epitome of innocence and happiness.

"Well, what on earth have you been up to?" Killian asked as he leaned over and scooped her up, getting her out of the way. He passed her along to Emma before moving to clean up the mess.

"You are going to be trouble, aren't you?" She asked, the puppy once again trying to wiggle from her grasp.

"Killian, what do you think about Calypso?" Emma called out as she moved to sit on the floor cross-legged. She put the puppy in between her legs, using it as a means to control her until the glass was cleaned.

"The enchantress siren of the sea? I would say it's fits, not to mention she was known for causing chaos, and I believe this one will be as well," Killian told her looking at the two girls in his life. Emma smiled softly picking her up.

"I think it's perfect. Calypso it is."

"And just wait, one day she will be big enough to carry one of those rum barrels around her neck. Imagine what chaos that could bring," Killian joked as he joined Emma and Calypso on the floor.

"Will rum always be the solution?" Emma teased, nudging him with her shoulder lightly.

Killian knew he was going to have his hands full for a while, made even more evident when Calypso finally escaped thirty minutes later and used his old leather coat to relieve herself. Chaos indeed.

So there we have it! I really hope you liked it <3

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