The only thing that could be heard through the mansion was the clicking of keys being thrown forcefully inside a glass bowl. Regina sighs in frustration. The house feels so empty without Henry in it, but really who could she blame? She throws herself at the couch, covering her eyes with her arms. She knew he wasn't at the arcade, she knew he was having lunch with that obnoxious blonde woman, but she didn't want to fight him today, not again. Today her mood would only allow her to brood at her lonely home.
Funny how she came to think of this strange land as her home. The white walls of her house much more comforting than the palace ever was. She could still remember how anguished she felt, to be trapped as a circus animal. Let's just not think about that. She was so tired already, maybe she could just rest a little.
With that in mind she slips her heels off and does something she doesn't quite often do. Regina takes a nap.
Except it ended being more than just a nap. She wakes up to the sight of her son shaking her, worry written across his young face. And with a voice so small, he asks if she is okay and tells her she had slept all afternoon. Those weren't emotions Henry directed at her very often these days, so she tries to burn the moment in her brain and smiles at him with those big Regina smiles. "I'm so sorry Henry, did you walk home from school?" Her voice was a little raspy from sleep, but with the sweet quality it always had when directed at her little prince.
"Uuuh...not really." He grins. "Emma brought me here."
"Oh." Shadows of recognition falls on his mother face, soon after he amends.
"She's actually still here." He braces himself for the yelling. "In our kitchen."
Expression now morphed in 'dear caught in headlights' she says a little louder than necessary. "What?!"
Emma accidentally chooses that time to come from the kitchen, drying her hands on a tonel. "Henry did you wake your m- oh Regina, hi." She waves a little awkwardly. "Please let me explain before you scream at me?"
Regina bolts out of the couch and while marching towards Emma she growls "Miss Swan I don't think there is any qualified explanation for you being at my house, much less attempting to burn my kitchen!" The vein on her forehead was already beginning to pop.
Emma was a little amused "that's a no then." Regina doesn't look so evil with her make up ruined, hair curling on end. The considerably lower height caused by being without her heels also doesn't help her case. She looked kind of cute, not that the sheriff would admit it to the woman herself, but thinking it can't really do any harm. "Look I didn't want to bother, Henry called me saying you didn't come to pick him up and invited me to walk with him, when we found you sleeping he got worried, and I decided to let you rest and cook something, you know, for he to eat." At the sound of food Regina's stomach makes a sound. Emma chuckles. "I hope you don't mind, I really wasn't trying to piss you off."
Regina closes her eyes and breathes deeply. "You are trying to make it look like I forgot about him, aren't you? You're not gonna take him away from me by making me look bad."
At that Emma sighs and calmly states. "I'm not trying to take him away from you Regina, he isn't even mad he found you sleeping, right Henry?" He nods. "Will you calm down and just eat?" Emma didn't blame the Mayor, it is a rather Tiring job taking care of storybook.
At the sympathy Regina backs down a little, not roaring so close to Emma anymore but still cautious and nervously says. "Knowing you the food might be burned."
She doesn't mean it and Emma knows this, but it still stings a little. "Look I don't deserve that, but I was leaving anyway." She sighs and starts to walk away.
Henry stops her, sounding disappointed "Emma you not gonna eat?" He then looks at Regina with a 'do something look'.
"Relax kid, I can eat at granny's." She walks to the door and grabs her lather jacket. "Bye Mills."
Regina's stomach is rolling with guilt. "Wait Miss Swan. I'm sorry. You didn't deserve that." Emma turns and smiles. "Please eat with Henry, as it was you who made it."
Henry grins ear to ear and a 'Thanks mom.' Is directed at Regina, as he grabs Emma's hand and drags her to the kitchen. The sheriff smiles in thanks to the other woman. "See? That's a start."