Germs everywhere
julia23602829 asked for a oneshot of Snow begging Regina to take care of a sick Emma and Neal for a few hours because she is exhausted and David needs to work. When she arrives at the loft, Emma throws up all over her.
I know I said I was giving pretty much everything a shot, and I stand by that, but Regina seems to be creeping into more and more requests as a main feature. Please remember this is a Charming family series, and I don't include her as a main Charming family member.
"I'm sorry, in your delirious sleep-deprived state you seem to have confused my house for the hospital. Try again." Regina tried to close the door, but Snow held it open. She was a desperate woman, and Regina was now her last hope.
"I am begging you." Snow said, a crazed look in her eyes. "I have not slept in the last three days. David cannot let the dwarves be in charge of the station any longer. I don't know what bodily fluids I have on me anymore." Regina made a disgusted face.
"Is that supposed to make me want to jump right into watching your germ riddled offspring?" She pointed out.
"No, but if I promise to never make another hope speech in your presence, would you?" Snow offered. Regina couldn't deny that was a a good deal. She hated those damn speeches.
"Deal." She agreed, before accompanying Snow back to her apartment.
As soon as they walked through the door, Emma stumbled up to them, a blanket draped around her shoulders.
"What are you doing here?" She asked Regina. Snow decided this was probably best coming from her.
"Emma, sweetie, Regina is doing me a favour and helping…you watch Neal while I get some rest." Snow tried. Emma saw right through this. Her eyes narrowed.
"I do not need a babysitter. I might be a little sick, but I can look after myself and Neal while you get some sleep." Emma hissed, starting to sway a little.
"It means you can sleep and Regina can watch Neal. You need to sleep as well to fight this thing off." Snow pointed out. Emma opened her mouth to argue, but words did not come out, vomit did. Then it landed all over Regina. For a moment Snow and Emma stared at Regina in horror. Regina was just focused on trying not to puke herself. She waved her hand and her clothes were clean once more. She turned her attention to Snow.
"I suggest you go and quickly get the sleep you need before I give it to you in the form of a sleeping curse for bringing me into this diseased house." Regina snarled. Snow crept behind the curtain, too exhausted to argue. Regina turned her attention to a still shell-shocked Emma. "As for you," Regina waved her arm again and conjured up a bucket and handed it to Emma "keep your vomit in there and keep a ten foot distance between us until you have been cleared by a doctor." Regina told her. Emma took the bucket and shuffled back to her own bed. Regina sat gingerly on the couch, watching baby Neal look curiously from his cot.
"If you puke on me I'll turn your mother into a frog." Regina grumbled. This was going to be a dangerous few hours.
