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Regina was taking a mid-afternoon nap whilst Henry and Emma were out visiting the Charming's. Not that she hated them anymore or anything, but God did Regina need a day to herself, so that morning she sent the pair on their way for a day with Emma's parents.

The first thing she had done was make herself the biggest mug of coffee she could accommodate – since Emma was trying to limit her caffeine intake – apparently six cups a day was frowned upon. Then she had read for a little while, which ended up being a five-hour stretch of binge reading. Though, she had supposed, there were worse things that she could be binging on.

Of course, she'd then crashed from all of the caffeine that she'd earlier consumed. Regina didn't usually allow herself to sleep during the day, so she went to bed for a half hour or so.

Until she'd been so rudely woken.

Something was tickling her face, and when she opened her eyes there was a pink nose staring at her.

"Oh my God!" Regina yelled, swatting the thing off of her face and sitting up quickly. As it turned out, it wasn't a freakishly furry monster that had been sitting upon her chest. No.

Apparently they'd acquired a kitten.

Regina scowled.

"EMMA!"

…

"I'm sorry, Regina, okay! It was kinda spur of the moment." Emma attempted to explain herself to an irate Regina. Not that it would change anything.

"So why on Earth would you think it was be a good idea to let it in my bedroom whilst I was asleep?"

Ohhh! So that's why she's so annoyed, Emma thought, a tired Regina was a grumpy Regina, after all.

"Okay, first of all, I didn't even know that you were asleep. It ran off when we walked in the door. And second of all, my mom found her at the side of the road, and she didn't know if she could look after it because of my brother, and I couldn't just leave her there because they'd take her to the shelter, and then Henry gave me the puppy dog eyes and…" She trailed off, knowing that Regina hated it when she rambled.

"I'm just sorry, okay? Can we keep her at least for a little while to find her a home?" It was then that Henry walked into the room, holding the kitten all snuggled into his chest. Emma knew she couldn't say no to that! Especially when the pair of them turned their puppy dog eyes at her!

"Fine," She grumbled, "But you two are responsible for her… and any messes she may or not make, alright?" Mother and son nodded obediently.

"Thanks Mom!" Henry hugged her enthusiastically with one arm, and gave her the kitten with the other. Great.

"So kid," Emma said, "What did you name her?"

"I called her Mollie." Henry cooed, scratching the ginger and black kitten's head.

Mollie, huh? Regina thought. I guess that's kinda cute.

…

Regina finally made her way up the hedge-lined path after a long day. Just as her hand reached out for the doorknob, Emma slipped out of the house and shut the door firmly behind her. Regina stood with one eyebrow raised at the blonde; just waiting for whatever idiotic explanation that was surely coming her way.

"Uh," Emma stammered, rubbing the back of her neck nervously as she blocked the doorway, "Before you go in there…" She trailed off, avoiding eye contact.

"Yes?" Regina chewed out.

"Just don't have a fit or anything." Emma held her palms up, "Me and Henry will clean it up, we swear." Regina's eyes narrowed. Emma squirmed.

"Just let me in." Regina nudged the Sheriff out of the way until she stumbled to the side and then swung open the door. Spying nothing in the hall she rounded the corner into the kitchen where she could hear someone - whom she assumed was Henry – clattering about.

"Henry, what is the meaning of-" Regina halted in the doorway, hearing Emma skidding to a stop behind her. Henry froze in the midst of his hectic clearing up.

Cereal was strewn across the floor, joined by flour and God only knew what else. All Regina knew for sure was that she certainly was not cleaning whatever it was splattered across the cabinets.

"Where is it?" She spoke loudly to the woman now beside her.

"Where's what?" Emma mumbled, and then gulped audibly when she turned her glare onto her.

"The cat." She growled.

"Uh, we shut her in the bathroom." Henry piped up, "We didn't want her to sit on anything else and ruin it."

"Yeah," Emma carried on, "She's all… Sticky." The blonde grimaced, thinking of what it could be that was now matted fully into the Mollie's fur, and dreading at having to get it out later. Although, the blonde mused, it would probably be a lot quicker and save her much hassle if she just shaved it.

Snow might have something to say about that though.

Possible animal cruelty and all.

"I just don't get it," Henry said suddenly, breaking the silence, "How could something this small make so much mess?"

"Size is no guarantee of power, kid." Emma said, "I mean, look at your mothe-" Emma snapped her mouth shut when leveled with a particularly nasty Evil-Queen glare.

Regina suddenly chuckled darkly, fixing her with a smirk.

"Have fun cleaning, dears," She patted Emma's shoulder in mock pity, "I'll be upstairs when you're finished." The mayor sauntered out of the room, knowing that the pair would be scrubbing that kitchen for a couple hours, minimum.

She popped her head into the bathroom upstairs and waved her hand at Mollie, magically ridding her of any substances in her fur.

"Hey," She cooed, picking the kitten up, "You really did a number on the kitchen, huh?" Regina wasn't that angry. She'd resigned herself to the fact that it was a possibility from the beginning, and though she'd appeared enraged downstairs… well, she enjoyed watching Emma squirm.

And – Regina rolled her eyes – it was kind of mean to make them clean the cat too, so she'd just let them think that they had until they came upstairs. She couldn't have them thinking she was going soft.

She scratched Mollie's head with her forefinger, walking into hers and Emma's room. Regina toed off her heels, then sat on the bed against the headboard, letting the cat relax against her chest as she donned her reading glasses and picked up her book.

The brunette was lost in her reading for an indeterminable amount of time until a ball of fur flung itself into the back of "Small Island". It seemed that Molly had finally gotten bored of watching the pages turn and had decided to do something about it.

"Do you mind?" She asked the feline, though she obviously wasn't waiting for an answer, and she de-tangled Mollie's claws from the paperback. The cat just looked at her, not at all remorseful, until Regina gave up and stroked her fluffy stomach – Prompting Mollie to claw her hand and nibble her fingers. Obviously.

Regina looked out to the hall when she heard noises, when Emma entered the room looking slightly worse for wear.

"There she is!" The blonde cries out, gesturing at the cat, "I thought I'd lost her or something."

"She was here with me." Regina said, nonchalant, and Emma decided to not mention the fact that the kitten was now de-gunked. If that was a word. And the fact that the mayor was letting the animal attack her hand. She seemed rather pleasantly amused by it, actually.

Either way, the blonde was just pleased that she didn't need to shave the cat after all. It would save her all the hassle from Snow at least.

Earlier on Emma had shoved her hair back into a sloppy bun, and tendrils had escaped, messily framing her face. She tucked as much of it as she could behind her ear.

"So, I were wondering what you were planning for dinner," She sat by Regina's side on the bed and buried her fingers into Mollie's fur, "We could go to Granny's if you don't want to cook."

"I don't mind cooking," Regina smirked and tangled her fingers around Emma's, "That is, as long as my kitchen is back in working order."

"Oh, don't worry, me and Henry sorted it out. We may have to stock up on more rubber gloves, though." Emma smiled lopsidedly.

"That's settled then, we're having steak. I have some in the freezer." Regina shifted to get off of the bed, and Mollie jumped daintily from her lap.

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