Prompt: Okay wait. Can we stop joking around like we'd ever actually date? It's really starting to hurt..
Disclaimer: I don't own Once Upon A Time, I just like the show and characters. Eventual SwanQueen, unestablished RedBeauty
Chapter 1
Regina had no idea why she agreed to this. A girls night out with Emma and her friends- and her mother. Though Snow and Regina had come a long way things were never going to be perfect between them.
As Regina stepped through the door of the bar she spotted the blonde sheriff sipping what looked to be wine. Emma was full of surprises.
Emma already had a slight buzz and Ruby, Belle, Ashley and Snow were all giggling away like school children. Out of everyone her mother the great Snow White- was hammered.
Snow locked her eyes on Regina and animatedly went to greet the brunette. Trying not to shoe her away like an irksome fly Regina smiled lightly at the woman and joined everyone else at the bar. The second she did Emma handed her a glass of red and two tequila shots. "You're going to need this if you wanna catch up to them." she tilted her head back to her friends.
"Thank you Emma." Regina downed both shots and her wine in under two minutes.
Emma blinked, startled by the Queens unrefined drinking. She smiled when she saw the smirk playing on the brunettes lips.
As the night progressed the six women retired to a back booth with a tray of tequila and jello shots. Belle and Ruby had sat next to one another, stealing small kisses back and forth. Ashley and Snow were swapping pictures of the kids at home.
Regina and Emma were in two chairs, though at this point it was more like Emma was in a chair and Regina was in her lap. There was no doubt about it that the Mayor was tipsy, but Emma was blissfully unaware of just how far gone she truly was.
At one point as it grew later and later rounding in at just before last call Regina had turned to straddle Emma in her seat. She was pouting. "Come now Sheriff, certainly you see the truth behind such an observation." the Mayor slurred.
Emma placed both hands on Regina's hips and made small circles. The two were the last left in the bar, Tom the owner had given Emma the keys to the place, knowing with the sheriff around he could take a night off.
"Gina you're drunk, behave yourself."
"And you're not?" Regina challenged.
"S'not the point. We can't.."
Regina nipped at Emma's earlobe and whispered, "But sex on a pool table could be so much fun."