Author's Note: Written for my Trick Or Treat fic meme over on Tumblr.

"Whoa!" Ruby gasps as Emma walks into Granny's Halloween party. Emma laughs, following Ruby's line of sight down to her chest. "What – who – I mean – whoa!"

Emma grins, tossing a blonde curl over her shoulder. "I'm Dolly Parton," she explains the costume, suddenly wondering if anyone in Storybrooke even knows who that is. Most things had bled through from the outside world, although Emma's found that a lot of pop culture knowledge is still limited or lacking.

"I can see that." Ruby replies, her eyes still stuck on Emma's boobs. Well, at least she knows who Dolly is. "Damn, Em, are those real?"

"Parts of 'em are." She smirks and Ruby leans forward.

"Can I touch them?"

Emma looks down at her chest, then around the diner. "Not until I've had a drink or two in me."

Ruby grins and moves to grab Emma a beer.

"Emma!" Henry calls out as he runs into the diner.

"Hey kid. Great costume."

"Thanks!" Henry grins as looks down at the glowing arc reactor on his chest. "I'm gonna go get some food."

"Okay." She watches him go with a smile before turning and catching sight of Regina.

"Miss Swan. What a lovely costume." Regina deadpans as her eyes travel over Emma, stopping to rest in the obvious place. Regina knows a thing or two about cleavage enhancement and she also knows that there is no way that those all belong to Emma. While the woman does have a rather nice chest – not that Regina's looked or anything – she certainly doesn't have that much to show off.

"I'm Dolly Parton." Emma defends, crossing her arms over her chest, which only succeeds in pushing her breasts up farther. "What are you?" She bites her tongue to keep 'besides a witch' from coming out.

"I am dropping Henry off to you for the evening." Regina replies, tearing her eyes away. "Please do try to keep an eye on him."

Emma rolls her eyes. "Yes, Regina."

"Good night, Miss Swan."

"I told you, it's Dolly."

"Good night, Miss Swan." Regina repeats.

"Night, Regina."

"This is your third beer."

"Yes, Ruby, I'm well aware." Emma replies, taking a pull of it. She's watching Henry as he talks with David, not only because she's aware of Regina, holed up in a back booth, watching him too. She's trying to be inconspicuous and Emma's allowing it, since no one else seems to notice that she's there.

"So, can I touch them now?" Ruby looks back at her chest, her fingers unconsciously flexing.

"Touch your own." Emma rolls her eyes.

"Oh, come on Emma! I just wanna feel. I mean – they're obviously padded. How'd ya do it anyway?"

"That's for me to know."

"Please?" Ruby pouts, turning on the puppy dog eyes.

"Oh lord. Fine." She turns and steps closer. "One feel. But that's it."

Ruby's hands come up and cup her breast from underneath. "Wow!" She says as she then moves to feel them from the top.

"Hey, hey, hey. I told you one feel."

"Oh my god. They feel so different!" Ruby laughs. "How much padding do you have on?"

"Shut up, Ruby." Emma says, turning away from her, only to come face to face with Leroy.

"Yeah, sister. How much padding do you have on?" He leers at her.

"One step closer and I'll break all your fingers." Emma replies, moving away from him. It seems that everyone wants a chance to feel now that Ruby's been granted access, so Emma quickly makes her way back to Regina's booth, sliding in without giving any notice. She knows no one will venture back this way.

Regina raises an eyebrow as she looks down to where Emma's breasts are resting on the table.

"What, you wanna feel 'em too?" She huffs in exasperation before she notices the redness that is creeping up Regina's neck and ears.

"What? Why on earth would you –"

"You do." She gasps, leaning across the table. "Oh my god, you do."

"Please," Regina recovers, "I was merely taken by the fact that you're resting your bosom on the table, fake as it may be."

"Hey! Not all of it is fake, thank you very much." Emma sits back. "A good portion of this is real."

Regina gets up and moves to leave by the back exit. "Whatever you say, dear."

"It's true!" Emma protests, following her out. "Don't believe me? Feel."

And then she grabs Regina's hands, placing them just where Ruby's had been a few minutes before.

"Miss Swan!" Regina gasps, but she doesn't remove her hands. Emma's flesh is warm beneath her palms, warm and real, as Emma had claimed.

"See. It's just the under part that's padding. All the cleavage is actually mine. I wore a bra that was a few sizes too small so it'd push them together and up. And then I padded underneath it so they wouldn't look scrunched." Emma explains.

"Mm." Regina nods, her hands still firmly in place. "A corset also works nicely, when paired with the right neckline."

Emma glances down towards Regina's chest. A tiny hint of cleavage is peeking out of her shirt, but it's certainly nothing like Emma's own. "Evil Queen fashion tip?"

"You should have seen some of my outfits."

"God, I'd love to." Emma replies without thinking.

"Is that so?" Regina smirks, finally removing her hands from Emma's chest, although not before squeezing just a bit.

"Uhhh." Emma moans.

"I'll keep that in mind." Regina turns to leave, but Emma grabs her before she can, her mind clearer now.

"Wait a minute. That's not how this works. I showed you mine. Now you show me yours!"

"Perhaps another time dear. After all, you have Henry for the evening."

"Regina!" Emma whines, still not letting her go.

"Whining isn't becoming." Regina says as she moves back, waving a hand over her body. There's a puff of smoke and suddenly Regina's standing before her in a black dress, her ample cleavage on display. Emma's mouth drops open.

"Rest assured dear, there's no padding to be found here."

Emma moves forward, ready to check for herself, but just as her hands move to settle on Regina's chest, there's another puff of smoke and the alleyway is empty, save for Regina's rich laughter tickling Emma's ears.

"Trick or treat, Miss Swan. It seems that you got the trick while I got the treat. Better luck next year."

"Next year my ass." Emma huffs as she moves back inside the diner. She's gonna get her hands on Regina long before that, of that she's certain.