AN: Ever heard of random plot generator?
Regina Mills had always loved small Storybrooke with its crowded, calm clocktower. It was a place where she felt scared.
She was a strong, confident, apple cider drinker with brunette hair and blonde breasts. Her friends saw her as a quirky, queenlike queen. Once, she had even helped an innocent savior cross the road. That's the sort of woman he was.
Regina walked over to the window and reflected on her magical surroundings. The sun shone like partying dog.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Emma Swan. Emma was a prisoner savior with sensual hair and athletic breasts.
Regina gulped. She was not prepared for Emma.
As Regina stepped outside and Emma came closer, she could see the noisy smile on her face.
Emma gazed with the affection of 7966 indepedent pleasant phoenix. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want saving."
Regina looked back, even more surprised and still fingering the horrific dagger. "Emma, I need you," she replied.
They looked at each other with angry feelings, like two helpful, handsome horse smiling at a very immortal party, which had classical music playing in the background and two loving uncles rampaging to the beat.
Regina regarded Emma's sensual hair and athletic breasts. "I feel the same way!" revealed Regina with a delighted grin.
Emma looked confident, her emotions blushing like a pickled, puny portal.
Then Emma came inside for a nice drink of apple cider.
THE END