There were things in this world Emma Swan did not understand. Fairytales coming to life, travelling in time and realms and magic, to name a few.
But something Emma definitely did not understand was why the hell was she responsible for everyone’s transfer in Storybrooke.
"I am not a taxi, David!" Emma growled, refusing the favour her dad was asking of her.
"You do drive a yellow car though," Snow pointed unhelpfully, rocking baby Neal on her knees. David made a funny face to his son who giggled, throwing a piece of toast in his hands onto the carpet. Diverting Snow’s scolding, David turned back to his older daughter.
"Please, Emma. I will owe you. I really really really want this night to work out- me, Killian, Robin, all having a great time together, getting to know each other: don’t you want that? Everyone getting along?" David Nolan, the Prince of the Enchanted forest did not beg. But if he did, this would be the tone.
"I want a quiet afternoon in, that’s what I want. I want to get pizza, watch some crime show where no one is chasing wicked witches or flying never-aging boys, and fall asleep to the flicker of the screen. So no, I don’t care about your boys’ night out enough to play taxi for Regina - which, by the way, last time I checked should be Robin’s responsibility," Emma complained, perhaps too angrily about the last part.
"Yeah, Robin’s hosting the night at the Rabbit Hole so he can’t drive her," David said, trying to keep the details vague. Snow did not need to know about the shenanigans Robin promised they would get into that night.
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"I am sorry I am late but it takes awhile to get into this one without magic," Emma heard from the doors to her bedroom and lifted her head to see what Regina was talking about.
As she took in Regina’s body in the tight leather, she gulped and crossed her legs in an attempt to mask just how much she liked it.
"What are you staring at, Swan? Never seen an Evil Queen before?" Regina smirked and took a step closed to the bed, her gown dragging behind her.
"To be honest, when I told you to channel your inner Evil Queen for tonight, I mostly meant you could be mean and I would role play along," Emma explained, her eyes hungrily staring at Regina’s generous cleavage.
"Oh. Do you want me to take it off, then?"
"I believe that is my job, Your Majesty," Emma grinned as she pulled Regina on top of her and kissed her.
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something changed between us
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As the ice frost travelled down Emma’s fingers reaching her forearm, her voice began to tremble. “Regina —- I…I am freezing!”
"I know, I know…" the brunette whispered, concentrating onto the flames to make them bigger, to perhaps warm Emma up enough to break the spell. "The snow is too much, I can’t make the flames any bigger than this…come here, try to melt it off your fingers," she hurried Emma down to her, putting her own coat over Emma’s arms as she thrust her hands as close to the flames as she dared.
"It’s not wor-worki-ing. So-so cold-d."
Regina put her arms around the blonde, moving her hands up and down her body in an attempt to warm her up. The ice frost was moving up Emma’s chest in a vine pattern, dangerous and cold. Emma curled up in her arms, tiny sobs of pain leaving her cold lips in an irregular rhythm.
"Your-r, your coat. You’ll freeze wi-without it, Regina. Put-t it-t on, stupid woman!" Emma suddenly said, trying to muster enough movement to take the mayor’s coat off her red jacket.
The other woman just hold onto her tighter, never stopping her warming up efforts. “Some people are worth freezing for,” she whispered into Emma’s ear, not sure she was heard. Her own fingers started to turn blue and she couldn’t feel her back or her legs at all.
The winds got stronger and Regina never let go of the woman in her arms even after she stopped moving, her features turning into ice and making Regina’s embrace painfully cold. She sobbed against the ice statue in her arms quietly at first and then with more and more desperation, until she was completely out of it, repeating words she wasn’t sure she knew the meaning of anymore. Love, loved you, loved you.
It wasn’t until she felt soft lips brush her own did Regina realize the winds have stopped and the ice frost against her skin started to melt.
"Just…maybe let’s not freeze right now, okay?" Emma whispered, moving her arms up to return Regina’s tight embrace.
"That was your stupidest plan yet!" Anna groaned, watching the mayor and sheriff from a distance.
"It worked, didn’t it?" Elsa smirked, lazily moving her hands in the air to slowly unfreeze the town. "I just can’t believe a True Love expert such as yourself, dear sister, did not come up with this plan."
"Oh please…can you just…" Anna bend down to take some snow into her palms, "let it go, Elsa."
The day ended in a snow fight.
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regina did not like this whole co-parenting thing one bit
disney au: Did you ever hear the story of a princess who set off to learn magic to bring back her dead prince? That tale of a princess who pursued revenge instead of a new prince and cursed an entire kingdom? What kind of a princess would that be?
Well, certainly not the kind you read about in the fairytales. This is my story.