"…I just don't get how simply standing can hurt that much! What if it doesn't stop? I don't want to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair!" Emma concluded her at least five minute long rant about her first physical therapy session.
"Sounds like you need to relax. And I've brought something that should help pick your mood up."
"Henry?"
"No, he's at school. But he was the one who made me bring this." Regina revealed the copy of Mean Girls.
Emma's eyes bulged when she caught Lindsay Lohan's name. "Holy shit, is that the same Lindsay Lohan I'm thinking of? Parent Trap girl?"
"Yeah."
"Damn, she…"
"Got attractive? I doubt that'll last. She fell into drugs just like everyone else."
"Ugh. I've seen more than enough before and after pictures. Don't think they actually make anyone stop, though." Emma turned the case over to look at the back. "Technology's changed a bit since 1999, huh?"
"Oh yeah. Quite. For example, no more rewinding. It's hard to explain, but you'll see." Regina took the DVD case back from Emma and took the movie out. She wasn't entirely sure what Emma was staring at as she set the movie up on the hospital television, her backside or the disc.
Regina started to move to the chair, not wanting to accidentally cause Emma pain by jostling her legs now she knew they at least had feeling in them, but the blonde patted the spot on the bed beside her quite insistently. So Regina claimed what was starting to become her side of the bed.
As the movie started with Lindsay Lohan's character complaining about her parents being emotional on her first day of attending public school, Emma snorted. "I don't think people do that, do people do that?"
Regina shrugged. "I wouldn't know." No one had accompanied her to school on her first day. She just took the bus like everyone else.
Emma nestled her head against Regina's shoulder. She let it rest there when it wasn't shrugged off. She snorted again at the part where rifles were apparently created so man could fight dinosaurs and homosexuals. "I don't know whether to laugh that they think a gun could stand a chance against a dinosaur, or be offended our kind was compared to ancient lizards."
Regina rose an eyebrow. "Our kind?"
"We kissed, we liked it, we're definitely not straight."
Both giggled when Tina Fey's character accidentally flashed an entire class of high school students.
"Oh God, that's so me," Emma groaned lightly.
"Is that right?"
"Shut up."
Each collectively rolled their eyes when the teacher assumed the new student from Africa was black.
"Yeah, everyone of color is totally isolated in one continent. Totally," Emma was thick on the sarcasm.
Enter Damien. "Oh, he's so gay!"
"This is Damien. He's almost too gay to function.""Called it!"
Regina chuckled. She had a feeling Emma's reactions were going to be more amusing than the movie itself.
Emma nodded approvingly at the dark haired girl who threw an insult straight back at an asshole trying to provoke her without even a blink. "I think she's my spirit animal," she whispered.
Regina smiled. She'd always rather liked Janice as well.
"Gretchen Wei – Seriously? Seriously. Who wrote this?"
"Tina Fey."
"That explains it."
Emma just about died when they got to Regina George. She was laughing incredibly hard at hearing the words 'evil' and 'Regina' right next to each other, or close enough. It was so very different from her Regina. "Mm, I like my Regina better."
Regina wondered if Emma realized what she'd just said, or if she'd completely shut off her filter and was just saying what came to mind before thinking about it. Either way, Regina was liking the way it was going. And they hadn't really even talked about it yet.
"How well do you know this movie?" Emma murmured against Regina's neck while onscreen Cady was busy meeting 'The Plastics' for the first time.
"Pretty well…" Damn, those lips against her neck were distracting. Incredibly so. Regina had to wonder how fast things would be going if Emma weren't hospitalized. A voice in her head told her if she were awake when they'd met, they'd be a solid item by this point. It was hard to ignore.
"Because I think it would be very…entertaining…to hear these lines from your lips." Emma had wanted to say sexy instead of entertaining, but she wasn't about to push Regina too far. She found she wanted whatever she could get, and she wouldn't be greedy.
"Oh? In what setting?" She had a feeling she knew what she was getting at.
"One outside this hospital." Emma kept it vague enough that she wouldn't get in trouble for her answer.
"On Wednesdays we wear pink!"Emma smirked. "We should watch this again on a Wednesday. And wear pink."
"Oh Lord, what has Henry gotten me into?"
"I bet you own pink."
"Maybe…"
"Wear it sometime."
"I feel like I'm being manipulated somehow."
Emma chuckled. "No is an option."
"But you'd like it."
"Yes."
"So it's not an option."
"You're really distracting, you know."
"I can say the same!" Regina smirked. "It feels like your lips are glued to my skin."
"Oh, I can arrange that." Emma pressed a firm kiss to the curve of Regina's neck.
Regina hummed contentedly. "I thought we were going to talk."
"Actions speak louder than words."
"Mm, I'll make it short then. We like each other."
"Clearly." Emma kissed higher up.
"Same page, then."
"Same book, same page, same line, same word." Each listed was punctuated with a kiss higher up until Emma was at Regina's lips again.
Regina's eyes and heart fluttered at the same time and they melded together, wasting no more time.
They weren't so naïve as to believe they could venture further than first base just yet, but first base covered a lot of ground. They had plenty to acquaint themselves with and the movie was left forgotten.
Each believed themselves incredibly lucky. For Emma, she was finally getting her better year, although it had cost her five to get there. The more time spent in Regina's presence, the more time she felt she'd endure it all again if it were to yield the same result. For Regina, she was definitely seeing the silver lining. She was coming to realize bad things happened to make sure the good things were truly appreciated.