When Bug awoke the next morning, he stretched and yawned, showing off his sharp teeth. He looked around the room and grinned to himself. Her Majesty didn't kick him out after all. The feline looked over his shoulder and saw tousled brown locks sprawled across the Queen's face. She looked peaceful, she wasn't yelling or screaming at anyone; she was relaxed.
Bug studied her face again before shrugging it off. The white furball climbed off of the bed, landing on his feet a little hard since all of his weight came right on top of it. Bug walked over to the hamper and jumped up on it, which was no trouble. He stared up at the dresser and with ease, hopped up on that as well. He looked slightly down at Regina and began to bend his back legs. He knew the Queen would have his head for this, but it was SO worth it.
A couple seconds later, he was flying through the air until he landed on Regina's chest. Regina's eyes popped open quickly as she sat up, the cat sliding to her lap. She glared at the cat.
"What the hell?!" she screamed at him. She grabbed him by his scruff, picking him up.
"Hey! Watch it, lady!" The cat tried to argue. The angered brunette ripped the covers off of her and stomped to the door. She tossed the cat out into the hallway, slamming her bedroom door. Bug grumbled as he walked down the stairs and went into the kitchen. He jumped upon the kitchen island, waiting for Her Majesty.
Thirty minutes later, Regina walked downstairs in a navy blue power suit, make-up done as well as her hair. She always managed to look flawless. She marches into the kitchen, glaring at the cat who was cleaning himself on her counter.
"You. Down. Now." she ordered through gritted teeth. Bug just looked up at her before resuming licking his paw. The brunette huffed angrily before picking the cat up and putting him on the floor. She groaned as she saw her pant suit covered in white fur. She glared at Bug who was once again now on the counter.
Emma arrived at the mansion with black coffee, some milk and a cup of hot cocoa. She walked into the mansion just as she heard something break. She sat the drinks on a nearby side table as she jogged into the kitchen.
Bug was standing on the counter, hair raised up on his back. Regina stood in front of him with a fireball in one hand.
"Woah! Woah!" Emma ran over to Regina and stood between her and the feline. "Regina… put it out." Regina gave her an annoyed glance before extinguishing it. "Now.. what happened?"
"Miss Swan, you will get that destructive feline out of my house! Now!" Regina yelled. Emma sighed and looked down at the broken vase.
"Really?" she asked, looking at Bug.
"Hey, she made me get down, I didn't mean to break it when I got back up here."
"Bullshit!" Regina claimed. Emma froze. She had never heard Regina say such a thing, she didn't think she was physically capable of those words.
"Relax, Regina."
"I will not! He jumped up there after I put him down. He looked at me and knocked my vase right off the counter! He knew what he was doing!" Regina conjured up another fireball.
"Hey! No fireballs." Emma frowned. Regina, once again, extinguished the ball of flames and looked at Emma.
"Happy?" Regina snarled.
"Very, thank you." Emma rolled her eyes. "Anyways, I brought you some coffee, can I trust you to not scorch him alive while I'm gone?"
"Go." the older woman spoke as she ran her fingers through her dark brown locks. Emma stopped for a second to watch the beauty before her. "Today, Miss Swan." Emma shook her head out of her trance and blushed.
"Right." she simply said before going into the foyer where she left the drinks. Bug looked lazily at Regina.
"She so likes you." the cat grinned his teeth like the cheshire cat.
"Milo!" Regina gasped and glared at the cat. "Stop pressing your luck. I am not..that way." Bug just rolled his eyes.
"You can lie to everyone, her, yourself, but you can't lie to me." Emma walked into the kitchen with the drinks and arched an eyebrow.
"Watch it bub, you have to live with her." the blonde snorted as she handed Regina the coffee.
"I don't think so, Miss Swan. This feline sheds like none other and I'm not letting my house get ruined by his white fur." she sipped on her coffee, enjoying it. Emma sighed and grabbed a bowl from the cabinet. She poured the cold white liquid into it and sat it on the counter for Bug to drink.
"Oooo, thank you Emma." the cat purred as he began to lap up the milk. The younger woman smiled as she began to sip on her cocoa.
"So, Miss Swan, what do you suppose we do about this situation? Because this cannot go on for much longer, I WILL evaporate him." she spoke truthfully as she drank her hot beverage.
"Yeah, yeah, sure you will. But how can you be mean to him? He's so cute!" she gestured to Bug. He looked up at them, milk on his nose. Emma chuckled and wiped it with her thumb before the cat went back to drinking his milk. "See?"
"Miss Swan, you did not answer my question."
"Regina, seriously, you need to calm down a bit. He's not doing anything super harmful. It could be worse." she pointed out. "We could be fighting demons from the underworld." she joked. At this, Regina cracked a small smile.
"I suppose you're right, Miss Swan." she spoke as she eyed the horrid red leather the blonde always sported. That thing was hideous. But she liked it on Emma, it suited her very well.
"I guess we'll have to go to Gold." Regina spit her coffee out when she suggested it.
"Hey!" Bug yelled and hissed as the coffee landed on him. He started shaking like a dog would, flinging the coffee back onto Regina.
"Fine." she growled and glared at Bug. "Let me go change into something dry." she slammed the cup down on the counter and stomped up the stairs.
"She is so sexy when she's pissed." Emma sighed.
"I knew it." Bug grinned widely.