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-Kill Bill

-Absolutely not, Miss Swan

-Why not? It's a classic

Regina scoffed. -Classic? If you would consider "The Avengers" a classic as well maybe it is.

The movie night had more fights that they planned, it was intended to celebrate Henry's birthday but the blonde and the brunette just couldn't agree on anything. Emma wanted the popcorn with chocolate, Regina thought that was "extremely unhealthy". Emma wanted to drink Soda, Regina juice. Emma wanted to watch on the bedroom, Regina wanted to watch on the TV room. Henry just stayed quiet, trying to enjoy his mom's company.

-OKAY. DON'T YOU GET TO TALK SHIT ABOUT THE AVENGERS – Emma said almost screaming.

Miss swan, there's a child here.

He is not a child anymore, Madam Mayor.

-You know what, moms? I'm going to sleep.

-But it's your birthday! –Emma tried

-Yeah, and we've been celebrating all day long. It's okay. It's worth a try, thank you both. – The teenager smiled and kissed each one of his mom's cheeks. –Night.

-Night – Emma said.

-Good night – Regina said, sad. – Are you happy, Miss Swan? – She attacked when Henry left the room.

-Me? You were the one bitching about everything I chose!

-You were the one making inappropriate choices!

-You know what? I'm going home.

- Yeah sure. – The brunette said with sarcasm.

-What now?!

-Have you even looked outside, Swan? You can go swimming if you like.

Emma looked outside the window, she hadn't noticed but that was the worsts storm she had ever seen in Storybrooke. Immediately the blonde regretted not having her car with her.

-Shit... – She looked at Regina, who was smirking and looking at the blank TV. Emma realized...she was waiting. – You're going to make me say, aren't you? – The brunette shrugged. -You are unbelievable. –Emma sighed – Can I stay over?

-I think there is something missing on that request, Miss Swan.

Emma rolled her eyes – Could I please stay over, Your Majesty?

Regina smiled – Sure. We have a guest's room.

-I know you do. – Emma said impatient. Regina got up and walked to the kitchen. Emma, not sure what to do, followed her. While Emma leaned on the counter the brunette opened the fridge and looked inside. The sheriff got distracted looking at Regina, she was attractive, Emma knew that, but today there was something about her...she was wearing a tight grey dress with black tights and killer red high-heels. Emma smiled to see Regina's attention to the details. Her lipstick was the exact color of the shoes; her long silver earrings matched her bracelet and her necklace. Her hair, of course, was perfect. Regina leaned into the fridge and took out a tiny strawberry yogurt; she opened a drawer grabbing a spoon and leaning on the other counter to face Emma. She then proceeded to slowly open the yogurt and eat it. She did that so slowly that the blonde was sure she was doing on purpose, but Emma noticed something.

-What are you doing? – Emma said

-Eating yogurt, Miss Swan.

-Why is your spoon upside down? – Regina looked down and shrugged.

-That's the way I eat yogurt, is that a problem? - She said, eating another spoonful of yogurt painfully slowly.

-No...- Emma started while looking at the brunette's lips. –There...is...no problem... – Emma felt like a teenager, suddenly her stomach was full or butterflies. Damn that woman was attractive. But it was when Regina locked eyes with her, studying Emma's face that she had enough –Stop that. – Emma thought.

-I'm sorry? – Regina said angry.

-Uh... – "shit" Emma thought "did I say that out loud? Oh crap". Well now she was going down with it. –Stop with the... – Emma shook her hand towards Regina – ...sexy slow yogurt eating.

The Latina raised an eyebrow. - What?

-You eating that yogurt all sexy and with the flirty eyes.

-Oh please. – Regina said.

-You were totally doing on purpose.

-Being sexy? No... That comes naturally to me. – She smirked and threw the empty yogurt box on the trash

-Oh get over yourself. – Emma smiled. –So. I'm not tired. – Regina looked amused at her. –That came out wrong. I mean: We could watch something. Like a movie.

-If we get to agree in what movie to watch, that would be great. – She walked to the living room and Emma, of course, followed.

-You can choose... – Regina raised her eyebrows – If... – The blonde continued and Regina nodded.

-Of course there is an "if"

-If we play a drinking game.