a/n: I can't seem to get page breaks any more so that's a total bitch, ugh. So 'SQSQSQ' is now the page break.
Anyway, this chapter was based on an anon message i received on tumblr about Emma being all cute to Regina after a long week of school-based crap.
Also, this story has over 55 000 views! holy mother of God, that's so crazy! I love you all and thank you all so so much for all the love and reviews.
Enjoy!
Emma xo

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Being in a relationship with the Boss totally had its perks, for example, paid holiday leave. I didn't even need it but Regina gave it to me, like a whole solid week of it. I totally jumped her bones every night… in the bed, in the shower, up against the wall, her car, and oh, I may have snuck into school one day and we have may of totally done it in the storage closet. So much sex was had. Anyway, Regina said the time off was for Blue to settle in without my influence. Like, what bitch? Blue ruined my life not the other way around but Regina both silenced and changed my opinion with a kiss and a soft hand down the front of my pants. The woman knew the way to my heart was through my pants.

The morning that Blue had her initiation, she stormed off into the school grounds and managed to piss off like four different members of staff. They didn't even know her name yet, it was great.

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It was five on a Friday afternoon by the time Regina waltzed herself through my front door. Regina hardly went back to her house anymore. Her hair was fluffy, her pant suit crumpled and the bags under her eyes had gotten darker.

I, myself, happen to be sprawled out on my couch watching a day long marathon of Law and Order Special Victims Unit, and finishing off a lukewarm beer. I peered up to her and she stood there, wobbling slightly, her eyes wide open. I practically threw myself at the woman as she stared at me worryingly.

"She's hell isn't she?" Regina whispered. I immediately knew who she was talking about. I bit my lip and nodded.

"How did you ever survive?"

I shrugged, "Eh, tough skin but nothing like you, honey,"

"The teachers hate her," She stated matter-of-factly,

"I know,"

"And they love you,"

"Yep,"

"And I am so excited for that bitch to leave,"
"So am I," I pried Regina's suitcase from her fingers and guided her towards the couch. She smiled at me, "I don't even know why I hired her,"

"Would this be a bad time to say 'I told you so'?"

Regina's glaring response answered that question. Suddenly, I had a brilliant idea.

I clapped my hands together once and Regina flinched slightly, "you know what? Because I am the most magical, fabulous…majestic girlfriend in the history of girlfriends, I am going to pamper your worn out arse,"

"Ms Swan, what are you…" But before she could finish her question, I scooped up the tiny woman and flung her over my shoulder. Her little fists pounded on the small of my back for me to let her go, but I didn't.

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I dumped her onto my bed and immediately she grabbed one of my pillows and aimed it straight for my head.

"Ms Mills, please for the love of God, control yourself," I crawled my way up onto the bed and squashed myself against my cowering girlfriend,

"Ms Swan!" Regina giggled as I snatched at her ankles and pulled her body underneath mine. Regina just grinned up at me and I still couldn't think how someone like me ended up with someone as magical as Regina fucking Mills. She reached out and stroked my cheek and I couldn't help but lean in and kiss her.

"I thought you were meant to be pampering me, not trying to bed with me, dear,"

I shrugged, "Eh, things change,"

Regina squished her forefinger against my lips before I leaned back down,

"Oh no, you can't tantalise something like that in front of me and then rip it away. That's mean,"

I groaned and leaned my forehead against Regina's, "what would you like me do, your Majesty?"

"I thought I was your little princess?" Regina pouted. I scrunched up my face and she laughed, which for the record, still sounded like baby angels giggling. She made a face that suggested some hard core thinking then I felt her weight shift under me,

"Foot rub Ms Swan,"

"I don't like feet," I whined as I sat up onto my knees,

"You'll like mine,"
"I don't like feet, full stop," I crossed my arms and stared down at the wiggling Principal.

"Did you know Ms Swan that for most women; the feet are an erogenous zone?" She smirked,

"And," Regina winked and I felt like a light bulb had just gone off inside my skull, "oh,"

"Yes Ms Swan, oh,"

I lifted myself off Regina's body and scowled at the two little freakish things poking out at the ends of Regina's pant suit. Each nail was painted in a pretty dark purple and it was obvious Regina used that pumice stone thing to make her feet all nice and lovely. I sighed and gingerly lifted her left foot like it was dead animal.

"Stop looking like I've asked you to eat faeces, and massage my damn foot Emma,"

This entire situation had gone off course. I was originally meant to be in control with the pampering but it seems to me that the crazy woman I call my girlfriend had gone classic control freak and now had the reins. Damn it.

"Fine, but afterwards, I'm making your favourite dinner,"

Regina sighed like she was completely done with me, "Fine,"
"Excellent,"

"Good,"

"Cool,"

Regina frowned at me and I just smiled, "Um, Regina?"
"Yes, dear,"
"What is your favourite dinner?"

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Regina demanded that she set the table so I just let the crazy woman do it. She hummed loudly as she set the table for three; Henry, herself and me. Henry waltzed out of his bedroom looking like the living dead, having crashed straight to sleep after coming home from school.

"Smells good Ma," he rubbed his eyes and stifled a yawn as he rested his head against my shoulder,

"Afternoon Mr Henry,"

Henry literally ripped himself off me as Regina made her way into the kitchen with a tea towel slung over her shoulder.

"Oh uh, hi Ms Mills,"

"Please," Regina swatted my son with the towel, "for the millionth time, call me Regina,"

But Henry shook his head, "I still don't think I can, I mean what happens if I get used to it and then start calling you Regina at school?"

"Then I'll accept it," Regina shrugged as she pulled three plates from my cupboard and lined them up next to the cooker.

"See kid, Regina's cool like that," I stirred the last of the Asian styled vegetables and plonked them in equal piles onto the plates. Regina beamed at the statement.

"Thank you dear," She pressed a quick kiss to my cheek,

"Ugh fine, whatever. Anyway, what are we having for dinner? Looks like nothing you've ever done before Ma,"

"It's slightly out my comfort zone kid; it's Pad Thai and I haven't done it in like, forever," I dumped some noodles onto the vegetables and prayed to God that this was Regina-standard,
"kind of looks like shit… probably is shit," I sprinkled some crushed nuts on the top and handed Henry the first plate. He sniffed it and deemed it worthy for his consumption.

"Looks lovely," Regina accepted her plate and followed Henry out into the dining room bit of the kitchen cross lounge room cross dining room.

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"That was good as, Ma," Henry slurped the last of the noodles into his mouth. I swear at some point this child had table manners.

"Regina," Henry used his finger to draw pictures in the sauce left behind, "can I ask you something?"

Regina gave me a concerned look before I nodded.

"Of course," She cleared her throat and placed her knife and fork side by side on the plate.

"So um, like, uh, I don't know how to put this," Henry was nervous, that's for sure. I twirled my noodles and poked it into my mouth as I wondered where the hell he was going with this.

"Try me, dear,"

"Are you…um, like, going to move in or?" I choked on my noodles as Regina's eyes widened, "because, I mean, I'm totally okay with that,"

I swear all the blood that left Regina's face flooded into my cheeks. For the second time I had known Regina, she was lost for words. Hell, I was lost for words. She gaped like a goldfish out of water while her eyes trained themselves onto me.

"As much as I would love to, it's up to your dearest mother,"

Oh great, she's dropped me into the shit. I kept my eyes down as I twisted my fork for another scoop. Suddenly, this didn't look as appetising.

"Well Mum?"

I shoved the fork into my mouth; giving me another good minute to answer Henry's raised eyebrows. I was also pretty sure Regina had stopped breathing because her fingers clutched her knife like she was ready to decapitate me for saying the wrong answer.

"Uh, um," I flicked my eyes over to Regina, hopefully for some help but her glare was like five times worse than Henry's, "kid, I think this is a conversation Regina and I should have alone,"

"So, no…" Henry's shoulders slumped,

"I never said no,"
"And you never said yes Ms Swan," my girlfriend's nostrils flared. This was totally not fair; both Regina and Henry were ganging up on me. I mean, it's not that I don't want Regina living with me, it was just like…is my house big enough for the three of us? Like, Henry and I are struggling to coexist within this small house already; who knew what havoc would explode with three bodies. Also, Regina would be living with us…Regina.

I sighed and accepted the fact I was not getting out this situation alive without muttering a half assed yes.

"Regina Mills," I scooped the woman's hands into mine and now Regina was definitely not breathing. If I wasn't preoccupied with Regina, I would have duct-taped Henry to the chair with the amount of happiness that exploded out of him.

"Y-yes,"

How was I going to word this eloquently, "Babe," Ah yes, Ms Charmer, "Can Henry and I move in with you?"

"What!" I couldn't tell who was louder; Regina or my own spawn.

"What the hell Mum!"

"Ms Swan…" Regina squeezed my hands so tightly, they were about to drop off. Suddenly there were tears spilling down her cheeks, "yes! Oh God, yes,"

The original plan was for Regina move here, but hey, what are you going to do.

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The good thing about being me is that I have learnt to live with the uttermost basics. I don't know, maybe being a foster kid taught me how to do that but nonetheless, Henry and I had pretty much all our stuff packed into cardboard boxes over the weekend. My lease on the rental was finishing up soon and the Landlord was more than happy to cut it short. It wasn't that they wanted me out; they just happened to be the most carefree guys I'd ever met when it came to households. Surprisingly, Regina drove the rental truck to my house, and she was dressed in the most exquisitely plain outfit in the history of outfits; denim short shorts, olive green tee shirt and low cut black Converse. She looked simply amazing also with the added bonus of her pushed up sunglasses that acted like a makeshift headband to keep her brunette hair out of her eyes. The wife of the landlord couple arrived – a fiery haired woman by the name of Zelena – and helped me load the last of the boxes into the back of the truck. Regina would've helped but she was too busy convincing Henry that under no circumstances we were having McDonalds for dinner. If Regina thought I was stubborn, my son was a whole other kettle of fish.

Zelena smiled as I handed the keys to the house to her, "all yours Ms West,"

"Thank you, Emma, enjoy living with…Regina, was it?"

"Yeah," I patted the woman on the shoulder and gave the house a sad smile, "Adios house, you were fun,"

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On the way over to our new house, Henry wore Regina down to the possibility of Fish and Chips for dinner instead of McDonalds. As we pulled into the driveway,

"Damn it Mr Swan," Regina huffed and Henry grinned as I shook my head, "Fine, Fish and Chips it is, satisfied?"

"Very," Henry giggled as Regina rolled her eyes at me.

"He's your son, isn't he?"

"I did warn you Regina, you cannot wage a war against a Swan and expect to win; we're stubborn,"

"Understatement of the year," Regina pushed open the driver door and glared at Henry who looked like he just got away with eating an entire bar of chocolate.

Even though Regina had accepted the Fish and Chips, apparently I was to be the one to pick it up. By the time I returned back to the house, Regina and Henry had started what looked like a game of poker on the floor of the living room. I shut the door with my hip and held the burning package of wrapped yumminess between my fingers gingerly.

"…okay, so you have what's called a Royal Flush," Regina pointed at the cards in Henry's hand,

"Is that good?"

"Very good," I had to take in this moment because it was so beautiful and fabulous and so good damn domestic, it hurt.

"So are you going to teach the kid how to count cards too?" I sat down onto the floor between the two players and unravelled the paper. Regina just sneered as I popped a chip into my mouth.

"What does card counting mean?"

"Nothing, just eat your stupid Fish and Chips dear,"

I squeezed an unhealthy amount of tomato sauce into my corner of the splayed out newspaper and Regina proceeded to dip her chips in it even though she had to capability to get her own sauce corner.

"So what are we doing tomorrow?" Henry cracked salt over the hot chips and stuffed three into his extremely huge gob.

"You are going to school, young man," I titled my head to my son as he whined,

"And so are you Ms Swan," Regina smirked,

"What," I whined, "but I don't want to,"

Henry just laughed as Regina shrugged, "sorry dear, I don't make the rules,"

"But you totally do,"

"Okay maybe I do, but I have already bent them enough for you,"

"But…but…Blue," I put on my biggest puppy dog eyes,

"Blue's such a bitch though Regina," Henry muttered as he jammed another lot of chips into his mouth. I motioned to my son,
"See! Even Henry hates her,"
"Everybody hates her Ms Swan,"
"…then why the hell did you hire her?" Henry squished his slice of lemon over a small portion of the fish.

Regina sighed, "I'm starting to think letting you two move in was a bad idea," She grinned as I paled. But before I could even retaliate, Henry threw himself at my girlfriend.

"Don't throw us out Regina, we love you," He screeched as they both fell into a heap onto the carpeted floor. Regina's eyes almost popped out of her head at the physical contact,

"I was joking dear," She patted his back. His head snapped up immediately,

"Oh," Henry sniffed, "I totally knew that,"
"Of course you did, you little shit," I laughed but I noticed how Regina's hands wrapped protectively around Henry's body; he didn't seem to mind. Her brown eyes never left him and when he nuzzled his face into her neck, she looked up at me and smiled weakly.

Everything in this moment was perfect.

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a/n: I JUST REALLY WANT MY OWN REGINA, LIKE DAMN IT, I MADE THESE TWO LITTLE BUGGERS SO CUTE AND NOW I WANT THIS FOR MYSELF. DAMN IT ME