No guys, it's not based on the song Uptown Girl, lol.

Buy yeah this is my new story and I got the idea after watching a show called 'precious filth' which is the exact translation from my language but I am sure the name of this show in english its different; it's a show about how people find "precious" things on nature that are their payment, like getting mushrooms, worms, crocodiles, trees and so on. And it actually happens in Maine, so I quickly thought about our lovely swan queen!

So in this fanfic, Regina is a rich snob uptown girl, and Emma is the nature girl who works hard everyday with the nature around her and lives in a hut with her parents.

Cora decides to send Regina to Emma so her daughter knows the other side of the reality. - Yes Cora isn't that hard piece of work here, and actually tries to teach her daughter on the best way possible.

Obviously Regina hates this idea.

I won't say no more, enjoy!


Chapter 1: 'Chores?!'

Regina Mills hated this, she completely hated this, and she refused to step out of the taxi because there was already mud on there, and she would not let her best sandals getting dirty with it.

"Miss Mills, we are here. You can get out now." The cab spoke as he was now on the back of the taxi, removing the several bags from the young lady.

"No, I refuse to step on the mud." Regina spoke with a frown as she folded her arms in front of her chest.

"I am sorry, dear but either you get out on your own or I'll kick you out." The man said almost losing his nerve, he was so tired of this girl, she spent the entire time complaining about how her mother was forcing her to spend four weeks in Storybrooke that was a small town she said she didn't even know but the man told her it was a good town and the people were lovely but when he lead her to the nature part of the town, she quickly invaded him questions with again and he simple told her he was just following the instructions from the address nothing more.

Regina groaned as she slowly stepped outside feeling like that mud would just eat her alive, it was disgusting!

"If you think that's the worse you will get here, you are wrong." The man chuckled feeling like he could say everything now to scare her because now he just had to get back in his taxi and drive away from this crazy girl.

Regina shot him a dangerous glare as she held her louis vuitton purse.

He just shook his head and placed the all five purses by her feet, not caring if they got dirty with the mud.

"Watch it! Those all bags costs more than you are life."

"Whatever, miss." The man mumbled as he closed the backdoor of his taxi and was now getting on his seat to drive off.

"Where are you going?" Regina asked with a frown.

"I don't know about you, miss but I am going home and love my wife."

"But I don't know where I am.."

"What you mean you don't know? This is the address miss, there's a hut at the end of that trail, that's probably were you are going to stay, aye? Then enjoy."

"Why can't you take me there?"

"Because my taxi doesn't fit on that trail."

"Then I am just suppose to carry these all bags by myself and get there?"

"That's the plan." The man grinned as he closed his door.

"This is outrageous!"

"Hey! Leroy!" Emma Swan shouted as she was rushing out from the same trail the man spoke about.

"Ah, Swan! Is this one yours?!"

Emma now stood in front of Regina and took a deep breath since she came running all the way. "Yeah, Regina Mills, right?" Emma asked with a smile.

Regina frowned as she eyed the blonde girl up and down, she was wearing some overalls with a white tank-top underneath and just some old dirty sneakers. "Yes, I am. Are you Emma Swan?"

"Yup, nice to meet you." Emma showed her hand, wondering if the brunette would shake it, but the girl only eyed her hand with disgust and Emma rolled her eyes. "Your mother told me about you. So you are here to stay for four weeks?"

"Sadly, it's against my will."

"Oh, I see. How old are you?"

"Swan if you don't mind I am out!" The man shouted from the inside of the taxi and began to drive off.

"Bye Leroy, thanks!" Emma shouted back as she watched him leaving. Then her eyes went back to Regina. "So how old are you? Your mom told me you are in the 11th grade."

"I am seventeen and yes I am in the 11th grade, now going to the 12th grade."

"I see. You will be here for the entire August month, right?" Emma asked while tilting her head to the side.

"That's what I have been told."

"Alright then, let's get you settled then we can discuss everything else." Emma said with a smile as she turned around to start walking on the trail.

Regina just cleared her throat and frowned. "Aren't you going to carry my baggage?"

Emma stopped her steps and perked up an eyebrow as she looked at Regina and noticed the five bags around her. "Whoa, why did you brought so many stuff?" Emma said as she approached the brunette again.

"It's all necessary."

"Oookay." Emma said as she grabbed one of the bags that had handles and just dropped it over her shoulder, then she managed to get a smaller bag on top of a bigger one that had wheels on it and then grabbed another bag with her free hand, leaving only one left. "You gotta carry the other one."

Regina hated the way Emma was taking care of her bags, but she managed to not say anything. "Fine." She sighed out when she found herself forced to pick up the last bag she had on the ground.

"Let's go, this way." Emma smiled as she began to walk and dragging the two bags behind her, the mud, rocks, dirt, leaves and everything else on the ground wasn't helping the wheels but it was working so far.

Regina just clenched her jaw and frowned as she followed the blonde, she totally hated her mother for this.


"This is too much agony, mother!" Regina shouted.

"Don't be dramatic, dear. It's just four weeks in the nature, it will only do good for you."

"I refuse to spend four weeks in a small town called Storybrooke, that even sounds like a made up name!"

"First of all stop shouting. This is only for your education, Regina. You will learn that life isn't only money and luxury."

"But you don't have to send me away to teach me that."

"You are making it sound like I am giving up, jeez. Already told you to stop being dramatic. It's just four weeks and I am sure you will enjoy it. Your sister Zelena did it and she had fun, in fact that's where she met August."

"Just because she liked it doesn't mean I will." Regina folded her arms and frowned.

"It's either that, or community work, dear. Where everybody you know will be able to see you."

Regina bit the inside of her cheek, hating the fact that her mother had this all plan for her. "Fine." She'd rather go to a place where nobody knows than do embarrassing community work in front of her friends, they'd make fun of her for years!

"I knew you'd come around."


After spending ten minutes on that awful trail and getting her lovely bags and sandals all dirty, she finally arrived the hut and was now inside a guest room.

"You will sleep here." Emma told her as she placed her bags on a corner of the room. It was a simple room, just a bed, a nightstand, a chandelier, some chair and just a closet, nothing more, oh and a window obviously.

"Here?" Regina wrinkled her nose at that because it was small.

"Yeah, sorry if it isn't the luxury of New York." Emma chuckled.

"Obviously." Regina mumbled as she approached the beg and lowered her purse over it.

Emma rolled her eyes, feeling like this girl was going to be a hard piece of work. "Okay so, change and meet outside, we gotta discuss your chores." And with that Emma left the room.

"Chores?!" Regina gasped when she heard that but the blonde was already long gone. She just frowned wondering where the hell did her mother got her into now. This was just unacceptable, why did she had to do this? Just to show that there's puberty or other different lifestyles? She knows that already! She doesn't have to experience it.

Regina just huffed out and decided to change, looking through her bags to find her summer light blue jumpsuit and another pair of sandals. Whenever she was done with that, she picked up one of her scarfs and wrapped it around her head, only to make a small bow behind her hair. Now that she was done, she went up to the window to see if she would see the blonde outside, and she easily caught sight of the girl, she was holding some ax and cutting wood. She damn hoped her chores wouldn't be that.


When she stepped out of the hut and meet up with the blonde, she just watched her for awhile, unsure what to do and slightly flinch every time the strong ax hit the wood.

"Ah, there you are." Emma said as she stopped her work and looked up at the brunette with a smile. "Are you sure you want to wear that?" She perked up an eyebrow as she eyed the brunette who looked like was ready for the beach and not ready for nature hard work.

"What's wrong with my outfit?" Regina frowned wondering if the blonde find it ugly.

"Nothing, it doesn't seem very comfortable for what you are going to do."

"And what is exactly I am going to do?"

"Well you can either cut the wood or carry it to that truck over there, your choice." Emma said as she pointed at the dark green slightly beaten up truck.

"Why do I have to do that?" Regina frowned while folding her arms.

"Your mother told me that you are here to work."

"I am not, she forced me to come here."

"Yeah she also told me that and warn me about forcing you to work." Emma grinned.

"I refuse."

"Well then lady. You can go get your stuff and leave, have fun finding your way back to New York." Emma said as she went back cutting wood.

"It can't be that hard."

"Do you remember the way?"

Regina refused to answer that because she doesn't remember a single thing of the damn path, she was so frustrated with her mother and rambling to the man about what she did that she didn't even took a moment to look out of the window and make sure where she was going.

"Ah, that's what I thought." Emma smirked. "Get to work, lady."

Regina lips twitched as she walked up to some wood that was already cut and picked couple of them up before walk up to the damn truck and put it there. She hated this so much, she didn't want to do this, she didn't want to be working on her summer vacations, and she damn well didn't want to be in this damn hut and around the damn blonde that she figured would give her tons of headache in the future.

Emma just shook her head with a smile as she continued to work; this girl didn't know a thing about hard work, she was damn sure, because Regina only picked up three or two pieces of wood and went to the truck, she'd never finish the job soon if she keep at that slow pace, but Emma decided to let her take her time.

"How old are you?" Regina finally asked as she was now coming back for more wood.

"Twenty, why?"

Regina perked up an eyebrow at that. "You don't look twenty."

"Well thank you, I like to look young." Emma chuckled.

"So you live alone?"

"Nope, with my parents."

"You are twenty and live with your parents?"

"Are you becoming judgmental?" Emma perked up an eyebrow. "You know you should just be curious never judgmental."

"I don't need you to quote me Walt Whitman." Regina frowned.

"Ah, she knows!" Emma gasped and pretended she was surprised.

"I should be the one surprised somebody like you has education." Regina snapped.

"I already finished high school, girl. So at this point I have more education than you." Emma grinned as she hit the ax against the wood and leaned her elbow over it to rest her cheek against her palm.

"Just because you finished it doesn't mean you have more education than me."

"True, and I am sure you are more intelligent than me. But you aren't as skilled as I am." Emma wiggled her eyebrows.

"You are annoying." Regina mumbled as she picked up three pieces of wood and went to the truck.

Emma chuckled and removed the ax from the wood to continue her work. "I am sure we will get along just fine!"

Regina dropped the wood on the back of the pick-up truck and mumbled. "Doubt it."


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