Monday –Ruby and Belle

Belle and Ruby walked up to Regina's mansion, gasping at how huge it was. It loomed over them, and the effect was rather intimidating. Just like Regina.

"You ready for this?" Ruby looked at her friend.

"Not at all." Belle knocked on the door, and so did Ruby.

Regina opened the door and grimaced when she saw the werewolf and Rumpelstiltskin's love interest standing there.

"Whatever you're selling, I'm not interested." She moved to close the door, but Ruby caught it with her foot.

"Actually, Regina, we came to ask if you could make some cookies for Henry's school bake sale that's coming up. I know it'd mean a lot to him if you delivered them…"

Regina brightened. "Of course. I'll make two dozen."

"And we were wondering if you'd let Emma help?" Belle asked, tentatively. She was just waiting to be turned into a toad or a rat or something small and helpless like that. Not that she'd feel any less helpless than she did in that moment.

Regina laughed. "I would never let Miss Swan anywhere near my kitchen. She'd probably blow up my whole house."

SLAM.

Ruby stepped back. "Well, fuck you very much," she muttered to the closed door.

Tuesday—Snow and Charming

Snow walked around the counter in her apartment, locking eyes with Charming, motioning to their daughter. Emma was sitting there, nursing a beer, even though it was only 4 in the afternoon.

"Um, Emma…" James began. "How are things?"

Emma pulled her lips off of the bottle, making a small popping noise. "Fine. Why?"

"We were just wondering if you'd want to do something with us on Saturday, like a picnic or something?" James smiled.

"Nope, sorry, I have plans….with Ruby."

"Oh?" Snow raised an eyebrow. "What do you guys have planned? Maybe we could join you-"

Emma immediately got defensive and pushed herself off of the stool. "None of your business. Just because you suddenly discovered you're my mom doesn't mean you have to smother me." Emma practically stomped up the stairs.

Wednesday—Archie

Archie looked at the clock on the wall in his office. It was 4:00 on the dot. Regina should be there any second. And sure enough, there was a light knock on his door, and Regina swept in.

"Hello, Dr. Hopper."

"Hi Regina. How are you?"

"Fine, I suppose. I've been busy making cookies for Henry's bake sale, but I've decided to let Miss Swan help me with 6 of them, just to see how she does. That way, if they're terrible, I can just throw them out."

Archie did a mental back flip. "Wow, that's great, Regina. You've told me in here that you and Emma don't really have a good relationship, so can I ask what prompted this decision?"

Regina shrugged. "Honestly, I don't know. It seems that some of Emma's friends want her to be around me, for some unknown reason."

Archie nodded. It was hard to be Regina's therapist, especially in moments like this, when he wanted to scream at her that Emma was her true love, and start flailing. But he placed his hands on his lap, determined to stay calm.

"That's great, Regina. I hope you two have fun."

Regina rolled her eyes.

Thursday—Granny

Granny busied herself with the dishes, yelling to Ruby, who was in the back. She'd heard about Ruby's and Belle's excursion to the mayoral mansion, but she hoped to delve more into it at the support group on Saturday night. Right now she had work to do. And…the evil queen herself just walked into her diner.

Granny walked out, pen and pad in hand. "Hi, Regina, what can I get you?"

"An iced tea and a plate of spaghetti, with Alfredo sauce."

"Okay, that'll be ready in about 20 minutes." Granny stuck the piece of paper on the wall so the cooks could see it. "So, how have you been?"

"Good, I suppose. I'm excited to see Henry at his bake sale next week. What day was it again? Do you know?"

Granny shrugged. "You'd have to ask Ruby. Is…anyone helping you with it? I could come if you need—"

"No, thank you, Mrs. Lucas, I can very well bake 24 cookies by myself."

"I know, I was just trying to be nice. God."

Friday—Leroy

Leroy was the hardest worker out of all of his brothers. He could stay in the mines for days at a time, chipping away at the diamonds without eating or sleeping. But he knew that he'd have to talk to Emma sooner or later…he just wasn't sure how to bring up Regina without her getting suspicious. So he decided to take the indirect approach. He got really drunk on Thursday night, causing a lot of trouble, most of which he didn't remember. Emma locked him up for the night.

So the sore back and the splitting headache he had right now were the price he'd pay for being able to talk to Emma. The sherriff was currently sitting at her desk, feet propped up, playing paper-trashcan basketball.

"Uh, Emma, don't you think the mayor would be pissed that you're not doing your job?" He asked through the bars of the cell.

"I don't care. She doesn't scare me. Besides, I'm not even sure she's acting as mayor anymore. Good thing, too. She made my life a living hell."

"Right, okay."

Emma whirled around. "Are you still drunk? Regina is a total bitch."

"Who is the other mother of your child."

"What is your point?"

"That you have to suck it up and learn to live with her. If we all have to, Emma, then so do you." Leroy imparted this grain of wisdom, then leaned back down and was snoring within a matter of seconds.

Saturday—Dr. Whale

Emma felt her phone buzzing in her pocket, and answered it, wiping off her flour-covered hands on her jeans.

"Hello?"

"Emma, hey, it's—uh, Dr. Whale. I hope I didn't offend you when I tried to touch your boobs on our date. If I did I'm sorry."

Emma stifled a laugh. "It's fine. I know you were pretty hammered. Where did you go afterwards, anyway? I couldn't find you."

"It's….not important. I just wanted to make sure that we're cool. And that we're still friends."

"Of course. I'm sorry, I have to go, I'm baking some cookies." Emma beamed at the brunette in the kitchen, who was decked out in a purple flowery apron. Emma refused to wear one, and so was pretty much covered in flour and sugar.

"Sure. See you later Emma." Whale hung up.

"Who was that?" Regina asked.

"Oh, Dr. Whale. He and I went on a date, and he tried to cop a feel."

Regina felt her cheeks get warm. "Oh. Did—do…I mean do you like him?"

Emma looked at Regina pointedly. "No, he knows I'm not interested in him like that. If I was interested in anyone, trust me, they'd know it." Emma looked at Regina with a weird gleam in her eye, and Regina fairly jumped when the oven beeped, signaling that the cookies were done.

Regina pulled the tray out and let it cool for a while.

"Let's see how they taste," she said, picking up one gooey cookie and sampling it. The chocolate dripped off of her lips, onto her chin, and Emma was having a difficult time not staring at her. Her breath was caught in her throat, and all she could do was stay frozen, looking at the chocolate on Regina's lips.

Oh how I wish I could be that chocolate—

Regina moaned. Actually moaned, in total pleasure. Emma looked at her, lust suddenly flaring inside of her.

"These are amazing. Do you want one, Miss Swan?"

"Yes." Emma answered quickly. She bit into one of her cookies, concentrating on chewing. "These are good." Emma conceded. She was proud of herself.

SQSA MEETING—1-19-2013

Granny: Okay, it's been one week since we last met. I guess the first order of business is to see if anyone made progress?

Mary Margaret: To be honest, I had no idea Emma was such a stubborn person. It's like I can't get through to her at all.

Granny: Welcome to motherhood. What exactly happened, Snow?

Mary Margaret: Well, James tried to talk to her first—

Dr. Whale: *cringes* That was your first mistake.

Mary Margaret: *glares at Whale, and continues* Anyway, James tried to talk to Emma, asking how she was doing, and if she had any plans this Saturday, and she said she had plans with Ruby.

Ruby: What? I don't remember making plans with her.

James: Exactly.

Mary Margaret: So then I started to ask where you guys were planning to go, and she got all defensive, like a teenager.

Leroy: She's so went to see Regina. I just know it.

Belle: No. We can't jump to conclusions like this. She was probably planning to get her legs-or other body parts- waxed and doesn't want anyone to know.

Ruby: No, Emma doesn't do that.

Leroy: …..

James: ….

Mary Margaret: ….

Granny: ….

Dr. Whale: …

Archie: ….

Belle: How do you know that?

Ruby: *blushes* We're getting off topic. We need to figure out how to break through Regina's ice queen façade. Which, if I may say, is super difficult. Belle and I went over to her house, on the pretense of asking her to cook something for Henry's school's bake sale. She said she'd bake 2 dozen cookies, but then we asked if she could help Emma bake something.

Belle: And then she snorted at us, like we both belonged in an asylum—not just me. See, I can be humorous. Anyhow, she basically said she doesn't want Emma anywhere near her kitchen, because she'd probably cause an explosion.

Dr. Whale: I bet if Emma got near her basement, she'd cause quite the explosion. *smirks*

Leroy: Damn it I was just about to say that!

James: Can you two pervs zip your lips? That's my daughter you're talking about.

Belle: Yes, please stop being so gross. I'd rather not puke all over my lap top.

Granny: Maybe this meeting will go smoother if we let people talk one at a time. Who would like to go first?

Archie: *raises his hand and stands up* I guess I'd like to say, this group has really helped me open my eyes. I mean, I know at first this was supposed to be helping me get over my Swan Queen addiction, but I think us trying to get them together is a good idea.

Mary Margaret: So did Regina talk about Emma?

Archie: I can't say. Therapist-client-confidentiality.

A voice-:What are you guys doing here?

Mary Margaret: Shit. Hi Henry!

Henry: *walks slowly into the gym, holding a basketball* Hi. I'm just here to practice dribbling—what are you guys doing?

Granny: We're just talking about…recipes. We're trying to figure out the best recipe for…um..

Leroy: Lasagna.

Ruby: Right, lasagna. Love that stuff.

Henry: *narrows his eyes and looks at everyone suspiciously* Why is Belle typing then?

Mary Margaret: Who knows? You know what she's like. Total nerd.

Belle: You know I'd flip you off if Henry wasn't here, right?

Henry: Okay. I'll just come back at another time. *turns to walk away*

Archie: Wait, Henry. Did Regina bake cookies for the bake sale?

Henry: Yeah, and Emma helped her today.

Granny: *squeals like a banshee*

James: *drops his mouth open in shock*

Henry: Why are you guys acting so weird?

Mary Margaret: It's just nice to see them getting along. You know how much they fight…

Henry: *shrugs* Not so much anymore. I mean, most of the time they fight about what I eat, or if I get enough exercise, or if my friends at school are 'conducive to my well-being.'

Ruby: *cough* Can someone say 'lesbian divorce?'

Henry: What?

Granny: *nudges Ruby hard in the ribs* Nevermind, Henry. You should go, Emma's probably worried about you.

Henry: Yeah, ok. See you all later. *walks out of the gym*

Dr. Whale: That was a close one.

Mary Margaret: Hold up. Emma said she had plans with Ruby. Why did she lie to us about that?

Ruby: It's understandable. I mean would you want people knowing what you and James were doing 24/7? She needs some privacy, Snow.

Belle: I agree.

Granny: We need to get our shit together, people. This ship needs to sail. This town will run smoother if Regina would pull that stick out of her ass, and Emma could help her do it. *points to Leroy and Dr. Whale* I know you two are thinking of making a dirty comment…don't. I am being serious. Did either of you talk to Emma?

Dr. Whale: Yeah. I called to apologize for trying to feel her up.

James: Yeah, yeah. Did you talk to Emma about Regina?

Dr. Whale: What? Oh, no. No I didn't.

Granny: *picks up a gavel and pounds it on a chair* You are officially kicked out, you useless thing!

Dr. Whale: But I thought this was a support group!

Granny: OUT!

Dr. Whale: *hangs his head and walks out of the gym, muttering to himself*

Ruby: Calm down, Gran. This isn't an episode of Law and Order.

Mary Margaret: Who's gonna replace him though?

Granny: A puppet would do a better job than he did.

Another voice—Well, that's just what you'll get.

Stranger: Hi, everyone! *smiles and sits down * I heard about this meeting from Leroy and thought I'd check it out. So…*he gets up* Hi, my name is August, and I'm a Swan Queen shipper!

Everyone: Hi, August!

Granny: *looks at her watch* Oh dear. The time. We need to go. I hope you come next time, August, we could really use your help! *pounds her gavel* Meeting adjourned!