A/N Sorry for any mistakes! Also this fic may be kinda confusing. Just remember that anytime I say Emma I mean Emma in Regina's body and When I say Regina it's Regina in Emma's body. Enjoy!
Light filtered through dark curtains and beamed upon a sleeping woman who nestled into her blankets. With a soft groan directed at the intruding light the woman attempted to open her eyes but closed them tightly again. She thought if she closed her eyes tight enough the light couldn't get in. So she did just that. Until her alarm went off. A louder groan sounded this time as the woman attempted to slam the snooze button, instead she knocked the annoyance off her nightstand and it fell to the floor with a thump. "Shit" she whispered. Instead of standing she tried her best to lean over the side of her bed, blindly searching for the alarm. Once found she picked it up and attempted to hit the snooze again, this time it was a success. The woman set her alarm on her bed and threw an arm across her eyes, too awake now to try and go back to sleep. With a few deep huffs she slung her legs over the bed and sauntered into her bathroom, eyes still blurry with sleep. She blindly felt for the shower knobs and turned them on before turning to the sink and pulling her pajama top over her head. Wait. The woman peered at the dark purple silk night shirt. This isn't mine… she thought. She looked down to find she had a matching pair of bottoms. She also noticed her burgundy colored toe nails sitting atop black and white tiles. She looked around then, signs of sleep finally slipping from her. And this sure as hell isn't my bathroom. It almost looks like- and then she met her reflection in the mirror- Regina! Her mouth swung open at the dark brown hair that framed her face and brown orbs staring back at her. Holy shit I'm Regina! With that realization she quickly covered her torso while turning a dark shade of red.
Mary-Margaret was startled by frantic knocking on her door. She answered it quickly as to not wake the rest of the house. She was surprised to find Regina standing in the hall, still in her pajamas and looking almost scared.
"Regina? What's going on?" She asked concerned. Emma looked at her mother, she didn't know if she should say anything until she spoke with Regina though.
"I uh. I need to speak to Emma." She said in her best Regina voice.
"She's still sleeping, you know she doesn't wake up this early." Emma shook her head and instead pushed past her mother who still called after her. She rushed up the stairs to her room and burst through the door. Sure enough she, well her body, was still in bed. She really hoped that it was Regina in her body and not some weird thing where she took over Regina's and still kept her own body. She padded over to the bed and began to shake the body almost violently.
"Regina!" She whisper yelled. The body groaned and rolled over pushing at the hands shaking her.
"Miss Swan it is far too early for your annoyance. Also what are you doing in my bedroom?" She questioned without opening her eyes.
"We have a problem." Was all Emma said. Regina was confused a moment. The voice, it was Emma talking but it sounded like her own voice. She peeked an eye open, blinking a few times before her vision cleared. Sure enough, there standing off to the side of the bed, was herself. She flew into a sitting position.
"Emma?! What the hell!"
"Shh! My mom is downstairs!" Regina looked down at herself. She was wearing a white tank and no pants. A sure sign that she was in fact in Emma's body.
"What did you do?" Regina seethed.
"Why do you assume it's my fault?!"
"Because it's usually your fault!"
"Hey I woke up like this, same as you." Regina huffed and threw the blankets off herself. She began pulling open random drawers.
"What the hell are you looking for?" Emma questioned.
"Pants Miss Swan. What normal people usually wear because they aren't Neanderthals." Emma rolled her eyes and stepped up to her dresser, pulling out a pair of jeans. "I would also ask for a bra but that would mean I'd have to look at your body without a shirt."
"Regina could we maybe take on some bigger problems right now than what I wear to bed? Because you're just lucky I decided to not sleep nude. We should focus on something like, oh I don't know. How I'm in your damn body!?" This time it was Regina's turn to shush. Emma looked at her body whirling around the room trying to piece together an outfit. She shook her head at the strange sight. She'd seen a lot of shit, but this topped everything.
"I need to at least wear something decent if I'm to go outside. I can't just go in-" she stopped short, finally taking in what she, rather Emma, was wearing. Regina shook her head and scowled. "You ran over here in my pajamas?" Emma grunted and walked to Regina.
"Regina, I mean it, the last thing we need to worry about is your precious image. Besides, can we just transport to wherever?" Regina shook her head.
"Emma everyone's magic is different, I have no idea how to control yours and you probably couldn't control mine." Emma raised a brow, giving Regina a second to see what others saw on the outside.
"I can't control your magic? Please, I bet I could." Regina scoffed.
"Now is not the time to get self-involved Miss Swan."
"Speak for yourself." Emma muttered. Regina scoffed again.
"Fine, you think you can do it? Transport to my house and grab yourself something decent to wear."
"Fine I will." And with that Emma felt Regina's magic filter through herself. It was a strange feeling, almost heavy but still tingly like her own. "Why is your magic so heavy?" Emma asked.
"It takes quite some time for dark magic to become fully light. I may not use it anymore but that doesn't mean it just automatically makes my magic light. I thought you would know that after me teaching you but I suppose it is all to expected you didn't pay attention." Emma frowned.
"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." She commented. Fury lit in Regina's now emerald eyes.
"I didn't wake up on the wrong side of the bed Miss Swan I woke up in the wrong bed!"
"Yeah yeah whatever. But still stop calling me Miss Swan I thought we were long past that."
"Could we focus on the task at hand instead of what I decide to call you." Emma glared at her before letting magic flow through her. Regina waited, hoping that Emma got all the way through the transport.
"If I lose a body part I'm taking one from her." Regina muttered. Emma appeared again, a smirk on her face and clothes in her hands.
"See, told you I could do it."
"Can it Emma." Regina mocked. Emma tossed the clothes at her which fell to the floor. "How mature." Regina rolled her eyes and picked up the clothes, attempting to hand them back.
"Nu-uh, those are yours. That's why I picked the skirt." Emma said, looking through her drawers. Looking for pants she noticed a paper on her dresser, one that obviously hadn't been there before. She picked it up and unfolded it. It was typed and read 'Don't tell anyone unless you want to live this way for the rest of forever.' Emma's blanched and quickly handed the note to Regina. Regina read the note and looked at Emma.
"Regina who the hell could have done this?" Regina shook her head.
"I'm…I'm not sure. Clearly we need to fix this."
"I'd say so. We need to act normal though."
"Yes, which unfortunately means you need to wear this." Regina said handing her the skirt and blouse. Emma sighed.
"Why can't you wear normal people clothes." As the question left her mouth Emma knew she was asking just because. She didn't mind what Regina wore, in fact, she looked forward to whatever delicious-
"Emma are you going to get dressed or just stand there?" Emma shook herself out of the thought.
"Yeah." Was all she managed to say. She began to unbutton her pajama top while trying not to let her blush show. She was finally undoing Regina's clothing. She couldn't help but gawk at every inch of olive toned skin being exposed. When she finally reached her bust she stopped, unsure of what to do.
"Emma if you could keep from ogling my body that would be much appreciated." Shit, am I that obvious? Without anymore hesitation Regina walked to Emma and told her to look elsewhere while undoing the rest of the top. This could not be more awkward and strange if they tried. They were both quiet as Regina dressed her own body and then as Emma did the same. As Emma was undoing Regina's jeans to exchange for a pair of slacks Regina insisted upon wearing her door swung open, revealing her mother. The three looked between each other and Emma realized what this looked like. To her mother it looked like Regina, on her knees in front of her daughter, undoing her jeans.
"Uh-" Was all that escaped Emma's mouth.
"Emma Swan what in the world are you two doing?!" Mary Margaret almost yelled. Emma stood and faced her mother. She put on the best Regina face she could.
"Along with being insufferable your family also doesn't know how to knock. I was simply helping Emma with her already too tight jeans. I may need some pliers to put these on dear." Emma directed that last part at Regina. Mary Margaret narrowed her eyes, obviously not taking that as an excuse but huffing and closing the door behind her anyway. Regina slapped Emma's arm.
"Ow!" She yelled.
"Nice excuse genius I'm sure she bought that."
"Well you could have chipped in something if you didn't like what I had to say. Just remember every time you hurt me it's your body!" Regina's jaw tightened considerably. "You'll have to wear those, she already saw you in them."
"What does your mother not allow you to change?"
"Well we already put so much work into putting them on." Emma said sarcastically.
"Fine, let's just go." With that they walked from the room to find Henry eating cereal at the table. He dropped his spoon into his bowl, confusion littering his face.
"Mom? What are you doing here? And coming from Ma's room?" This time Regina cut in, saving Emma from making another stupid excuse.
"Your mom was showing me some magic stuff, I couldn't sleep so I thought I might use my time wisely." Emma cringed, that statement was too much Regina and not enough Emma. Henry shrugged anyway, going back to his food. His mom's were hanging out more now anyway, he was just happy they were friends even if that's all they would ever be.
"Oh, Grandma said she had to go meet gramps somewhere. Something was up but I couldn't ask before she left with Neal." Henry said, not looking up. There was a knock at the door then and Emma looked to Regina, waiting for her to go answer it. Regina took the hint and walked to answer it. On the other side stood Killian, a huge smile on his face and a cup of coffee and a bag of donuts in his one hand.
"Morning love." He said and went in for a kiss. Emma's heart stilled in her chest. Oh no. was all she thought. Regina was quick though and dodged him, coughing forcefully in her hand.
"Sorry Hook no kissing today, seems I'm sick." Again with sounding more like Regina.
"Oh I don't mind a bit of a cold." He tried again, this time Emma moved to Regina's side putting on her bitch face.
"We don't have time for this Emma, we have things to do." Regina nodded, pretending to cough again.
"Yeah," she said. "Plus I'm not hungry, sorry Hook." Before she could say anything else Emma would never say she pulled Regina from the room and down the hall. Hook looked after them in confusion, still holding the coffee and donut. Henry watched the entire exchange with interest. Both his mom's were acting weird, like more than usual. Something was going on, Emma never skips out on donuts. Suddenly his eyes widened and a smile spread across his face.
"It worked!" He almost yelled before getting up and running after his moms.
A/N Alright well there it is! Let me know what you think and if I should continue this. If you have any suggestions on how to make this less confusing let me know.