This is a short story to channel all my SwanQueen feels while I try to finish the rest of my fics.

This story was inspired on a conversation I had with LostSoulSaveMe. And, of course, I do not own any of the Once Upon a Time characters nor Emma's pets names.

This one is for you, Sam :)

Emma sat in front of her roommate, Ruby, watching how she ate. Unlike Ruby, Emma had a day that came from hell. Working at a pet shelter was not easy, specially when you had to encounter arses that abandoned animals because they got bored of their pets. The blonde loved helping and taking care of the animals, it was the people that annoyed her. Generally speaking, she disliked people. They were all lying backstabbers that couldn't be trusted. Animals on the other hand were so loyal and amicable.

That's why she loved coming home after a long day at work. She shared a small apartment with Ruby in a peaceful neighbourhood and in a quiet building. Only old, boring people lived in this side of the town and she wouldn't want it any other way. No kids running on the upper floor, no babies crying across the street, just a warming evening when Emma got home, she would be greeted by her three dogs (Buddy, Marley and Toto), two cats (Felix and Crookshanks) and Ruby, who was pretty much the only human being that Emma trusted. Their home was her save haven.

That was, of course, until someone moved to the apartment below them. Someone Emma hadn't personally met -yet- she only knew her name from the mail box: Regina Mills. And Regina Mills currently was number 1 on Emma's hating list.

"Again?!" Emma hit the table annoyed. "What the fuck is she doing, drilling the whole apartment?"

"Emma, calm down," Ruby replied in a calmed tone "She just moved in,"

"She has being doing this the whole fucking week," the angry woman stood up. "I'm done with this shit, I'll tell her to stop."

The blonde knew that Ruby was speaking, trying to reason with her; but she deliberately decided to ignored her best friend's and she walked out of the apartment and into the hallway. Ever since their new neighbour and moved in she had been drilling. Every day. At all hours. At first she didn't care, because, everyone has stuff to hang up. Specially because Regina was probably some old lady that lived alone with her ten cats, just like most of the people that lived in the building, and didn't have anyone to help her with the things. But, come on! It had been one week, one horrible week.

Emma started knocking the door and with no intentions on stopping. After a while, when her fingers started hurting, she changed hands and continued knocking with her other hand, it was taking Regina ages to come to the door, but Emma was determined on not stoping until her neighbour had the decency to appear. When finally someone opened the door, it happened so suddenly that Emma almost hit Regina.

"Are you crazy?" the person on the other side of the door frame asked.

"Yes," Emma replied annoyed "You drive me crazy."

"Excuse me?" the brunette looked confused.

Regina was nothing like Emma had pictured her. Of course she was a female - but she was no old lady, she was on her late twenties, maybe early thirties. Her skin looked silky smooth and her brunette hair was perfectly combed. She could have pursued a modelling career if it wouldn't be because of the small scar that she had on her upper lip - which, in Emma's opinion, made her even more sexy; it made her lips so inviting.

Focus, Emma, Focus. She snapped herself out of the thoughts she was having.

"With the drilling," the blonde explained.

She raised an eyebrow and placed her hand on the door knob. "I see,"

"No 'I see's," Emma spat angrily, "Stop it, it's already past 6 p.m."

"It might have slipped your mind, but I just moved in," Regina pointed out, "I'm hanging my paintings,"

"After a week? Did you steal the whole fucking Louvre before moving in?"

Regina suppressed a chuckle, she was too annoyed and proud to acknowledge that Emma actually had a sense of humour and she was not just the grumpy neighbour. Silently, the brunette rolled her eyes and closed the door, almost hitting Emma's nose with it and leaving the blonde with all her anger to herself.

Emma walked back home with her fists clenched and slammed the door behind her. Muttering to herself, she walked pass Ruby towards her room. Her friend followed her closely.

"I take it didn't go as planned?" Ruby chuckled from the room's door. The drilling had started once again - Emma damned the day that Regina moved into the apartment below them.

"That fucking bitch wants noise?" Emma took her drumsticks and walked towards the drums, "Then noise she' shall get,"

"Emma," her roommate walked towards the drum set. "We have other neighbours too, you know,"

"Sorry, can't hear you," Emma replied placing one hand behind her ear. Completely over exaggerating the sound made by the drilling and then started hitting the drum set she had in front of her.

If Emma couldn't find peace in her own house, neither would Regina.