So this story is just gonna be a load of SQ one shots based off prompts, so leave any prompts you have as a review or drop me a PM. Enjoy :)
Prompt:
Established SQ, Emma wants to pop the question in a sweet simple way, by cutting and carving a single apple into the shape of a swan and the ring is hanging off the "beak" of the swan.
Emma smiled to herself as the perfect idea of how to propose came to her. She'd been wanting to ask Regina for weeks now, but she wanted to make it perfect and she couldn't work out how. She knew that Regina wouldn't want anything really over the top, but she still wanted to do a small gesture. Now she just needed to work out how the heck you carve an apple into a swan.
She took one from the fruit bowl in the kitchen and picked up a knife, figuring that it couldn't be too difficult to do. "Mum what on earth are you doing?" Emma spun around an hour later, still holding the knife with a pile of cut up apples mounting up behind her.
"I was um... well, I was trying to carve an apple into the shape of a swan." She told him. "But apparently it's a lot harder than it sounds."
"Can I try?" Henry asked, and Emma passed him the knife and a fresh apple. "What's it for anyway?" He asked, beginning to slice into the apple carefully.
"I was-" Emma broke off nervously. Maybe she should have asked Henry how he would feel about her proposing. "How would you feel if Regina and I got married." Henry grinned.
"This is for the proposal?" He asked and she nodded. "Awesome, that's so cute. There's no way mum's gonna say no." Emma smiled as he continued to slice the apple. A few minutes later he was done. "What do you think?"
"It's perfect." Emma smiled at the swan he held up. "Henry, would you mind if you went to my parent's apartment this evening so we can have some time?"
"Of course, you'll have loads of wedding planning to do." Henry grinned. "I'll clear up those apples for you though." He said, beginning to pick up all the failed attempts.
2 hours later
"Emma, are you cooking lasagne?" Regina asked, walking into the house, sniffing the smells of cooking coming from the kitchen.
"Yeah, you always cook, so I thought I'd give you a night off, go have a bath and relax a bit." Emma told her, coming out of the kitchen, holding a block of cheese and grater. "Also don't come into the kitchen, it's a bit of a mess, but I'll clear it up." Regina laughed and gave her a quick kiss.
"Thanks."
"Dinner's ready." Emma called up to Regina a little while later and she went to stand in the dining room with the swan apple sitting on the table, the engagement ring hanging on the beak. Regina took an age coming down the stairs, or at least that's what it felt like to Emma waiting. Regina didn't see the apple when she first walked into the room, but when she walked up to the table to sit down she gasped.
"Emma – are you?" But Emma didn't let her finished.
"Regina Mills, I had to give up Henry and at the time, that felt like the hardest thing in the world, but now I see it's the best thing that ever happened to me, because it led you to me. I would be honoured if you would be my wife." She said, as Regina could only stare at the ring dangling off the beak of the swan. When Emma finished, she nodded.
"Yes, yes, of course." She said, running over to Emma and giving her a long kiss. When the kiss finally ended Emma took the ring off the beak and put it on Regina's finger, her own hands shaking slightly. "That was a nice touch." Regina said, nodding to the apple.
"I had a little help from Henry." Emma admitted.
"Is that why there's a lack of apples in the house?" Regina laughed and Emma nodded. "And I'm guessing that's why Henry's also nowhere to be found at the moment."
"He's at my parent's." She told her. "So we can have tonight all to ourselves."
"Good," Regina smiled. "Because I don't want to share you with anyone."