"I live below you and I was minding my own business watching the snowfall out the window WHEN I SAW A BODY FALL ARE YOU REALLY PUTTING UP CHRISTMAS LIGHTS NOW"

Regina knew how to spend a snow day. A steaming cup of tea, sitting by a roaring fire in her study, and a new book. Popcorn Love, it was called. She heard it had rave reviews and just had to buy it.

She felt so peaceful. She looked out the window and watched the snowflakes gently float down to keep Storybrooke covered in a chilly blanket of white. She was about to read how the main character's date went when a red blur fell from somewhere above her window and landed with a FWUMP! Regina's heart beat fast when she realized it was a body. She set her book down and came racing outside. There was a human-shaped hole in a snow drift below her window. Peering in, Regina found...

"Emma?" Emma groaned, her eyes screwed shut.

"Hey, Regina." She said, sounding winded. She attempted a smile, but something quickly turned her weak smile into a grimace.

"What where you doing up-" Regina looked up and saw a string of lights, half hanging off th edge of the roof. "Were you putting up Christmas lights?! We still have Thanksgiving leftovers in the fridge! Why are you putting up Christmas lights now?!" Emma groaned again.

"Can I get the lecture later? I can't feel my legs... OW! Never mind, I feel 'em." Regina sighed. She waved her hand and checked for any broken bones. Luckily for Emma, there were none.

"Come here, Miss Swan." Regina helped pull Emma out of the snow pile and helped her limp into the mansion. She led Emma up to her bedroom and helped her change into some warmer clothes. They then retired into the study, where Emma relaxed on the couch by the fire, with her head in Regina's lap. Regina picked her book up and began reading where she left off. Not two minutes in, Emma gasped.

"You got the book." She whispered in an excited voice.

"I did." Regina affirmed.

"Is it good? No, don't tell me. How much longer will you have it? Can I read it when you're done?" Regina smiled at Emma's excitement.

"Of course." There was a pause before Regina spoke again.

"You never answered my question. Why on Earth were you decorating my house not three days after Thanksgiving?"

"Henry's idea. He figured since Thanksgiving was over, we could decorate for Christmas. He was supposed to help me, but I saw a snowball fight down the street and I have a feeling he got roped into it." Emma answered.

"You realize you have magic, right? The lights could have been put up without you nearly breaking your neck." Regina said without taking her eyes off her book.

"Yeah, but that's cheating. It's not Christmas unless you risk your life putting up lights." Regina rolled her eyes and continued reading her book.

Yes, reading a book by the fire with Emma Swan was the best way to spend a snow day.