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Chapter 7
Regina sat at the end of Emma's bed, glaring flaming daggers at her. She was still fuming over their run in with Jill earlier that day. Regina was unsure whether if she was upset by the fact that the peasant even dared to flirt with her Emma or that Emma was just letting her.
The whole thing came back to her being confused about her feelings for the blonde Sheriff. It left her frustrated because while she had no clue what the hell was going on, Emma sat around with that smug look on her face as if she knew some secret about her.
What did Emma know exactly? And why was she so smug about it?
Regina had no clue but one thing she did know for sure was that she hated being left in the dark.
What the hell do you know, that I do not?
Emma was completely unaware of the death glares she was receiving as she happily tapped away on her laptop. "Come sit with me." She eventually said, patting the space beside her without even looking up. Regina's glare turned lethal.
How dare she! After how you've confused and worried me? She mentally scoffed. No cuddles for you, Emma Swan. Oh God, did I just say cuddles? Stop it, you are not an actual cat.
Emma finally looked up when the cat hadn't moved. She furrowed her brows and her mouth turned down into a small frown. "Come here, Regina."
No. The cat looked away and turned her nose up. Emma chuckled and turned back to her laptop with a shrug.
I'm glad you find this funny, Emma. Let's see how funny it is when you're unemployed. Don't forget that I know that our tax payer's dollars fund your naps and your watching of violent fairytale television shows when you should be protecting them.
"Is this about the Jill thing?" Emma asked without looking up.
Damn right it is, explain yourself, Sheriff.
"...because I can promise you that there is nothing going on between me and her."
Regina tilted her head. Why the hell does this make me feel so much better? Ugh.
"She kinda has a thing for me but she's not exactly my type." Emma continued. "I mean, she's pretty and all but I'm not into women who throw themselves at me, you know?"
Regina's head was still tilted as she took in this new information. Women? Emma's into women? There's been been others? She did say 'women' as in plural. Oh my gods, this is too much.
"I like the thrill of the chase." Emma said with a chuckle and Regina couldn't tell if she was joking or not. "But I like the settling down part too. I think that's the most fun." She shrugged.
Why the hell are you telling me this? What the hell is going on? Emma!
"Were you jealous of her?" Emma asked teasingly. Regina's eyes narrowed.
No I certainly was not! She shook her head.
"You so were."
She hit Emma's sock covered foot with her paw. Emma laughed.
"You know... they say that cats are very possessive of their friends... is that it?
Regina's eyes widened and she nodded. That must be it. That's the only reasonable explanation. It has to be the cat in her. Why else is she being so possessive? Or maybe she- wait, why'd you say 'cats' and 'friends' like that? Emma!
Emma paused as if waiting for something but when she got nothing, she smiled a sly smile, nodded and patted the space beside her on the bed again. "Come here."
Regina still looked at Emma with her eyes narrowed into slits and her ears slicked back. No, I'm still mad at you. You are banned from touching me until you tell me what you think you know.
At that, she stood up and turned around with her back facing Emma. She heard Emma snort behind her. She huffed and started to jump down from the bed but Emma was quicker. Regina felt the bed dip behind her then she was grabbed up and pulled backwards. She always panicked when she was lifted into the air and she wasn't quite sure why.
Before she got too frightened, she was snuggled against Emma's chest. She squirmed a little but eventually gave up and looked up into her stupidly adorable face. Emma grinned triumphantly and settled back against the headboard.
Excuse you, Miss Swan but I said no. Just because I'm a cat, does not mean that you can go around lifting me whenever you like.
The sheriff's hand instantly went behind Regina's ear and started rubbing. Get off of me, Emma, I'm still mad at you! Her little paws started pushing against Emma's chest but Emma just held tighter and began scratching.
Emma! I said... oh that feels nice. Just... Fine, you can pet me! She tried to continue to pout.
Her eyes slipped closed and she began to purr. At this point she wasn't embarrassed anymore. It was just part of her life for now. That didn't exactly mean she liked it but she couldn't help it. Especially when Emma was touching her like that. She lifted her chin and tilted her head. Emma didn't need much more prompting after that. She scratched under the cat's chin as she held her securely against her chest.
Oh Emma...
She heard Emma chuckle. Her eyes sprang open and she was met with Emma's soft eyes. There was something in them but Regina couldn't quite place the emotion as the sheriff's lips curved into a soft smile.
Regina wanted to fuss and struggle to get down but she was too relaxed, so she just closed her eyes again and rested her head against Emma's chest. Just enjoying her warmth and the soothing but strong sound of her heartbeat.
Don't think I forgive you because I don't. I still have a bone to pick with you.
She moved her head back. A little more to the left... She heard Emma chuckle again and she growled. She peeked one eye open and noticed the blonde watching her with a grin. Idiot. The first time you stop before I give you permission, I'm biting you.
Henry paid them a quick visit and Regina was ecstatic, squirming in Emma's arms to get over to him. Emma reluctantly let her go and she trotted across the bed to him. She sat down at the end of it and looked up at him, swishing her fluffy tail back and forth.
Hi, Henry. She thought excitedly. Hi!
The teenager reached down and petted the cat softly. "Hey girl." He said. "Did you have a good day?"
Regina smirked in her head at Henry speaking in a tone that most people would use for a baby. With anyone else she would have found it irritating but with Henry, it was adorable.
She glanced back at Emma and noticed her trying to hide an amused grin behind the magazine she had been holding.
When she turned back around, Henry tickled under her chin quickly. He then dug into his pocket and produced one of those colored fluff balls that Regina always gets into trouble with Emma for trying to eat.
He tossed it onto the bed and Regina's eyes followed it until it landed on the bed, right beside Emma's leg. The cat quickly turned on it and eyed it with wide eyes.
I hate myself for this.
She crouched down low and her tail swayed from side to side. When the time was right, she pounced onto it and grabbed it up into her tiny paws. It went straight into her mouth and she nibbled on it then rolled over onto her back and kicked it with her back paws.
Henry and Emma watched on with small smiles.
"How was school?" Emma asked as her eyes drifted to him then back to the cat, making sure she wasn't trying to eat her toy.
"Good." Henry said with a shrug. "It was you know..."
"School." They both said at the same time and they shared a grin.
"How was your day?" He asked watching the cat play.
"Boring..." Emma said with a shrug. "Not much happening around here anymore..."
"Yeah, that's kind of a good thing." He said thoughtfully. "But it's hard getting used to a simple life, you know?"
Emma poked out her bottom lip as she nodded in agreement. "True but it gives me time to kick ass in Into The Dead. Seriously, man, you should have seen my score." She missed Regina's glare at her for swearing around their son.
"That good, huh?"
"Incredible." Emma said with a smug smile. Henry grinned.
"I bet I can beat it."
"Oh you're on." Emma's eyes darted to the cat that was now licking the fuzzy pink toy. She reached over and tapped the cat on her nose. When she looked up at her, she gave her a look. "You better not."
The cat glowered at her. You are not the boss of me, Emma Swan. Last I checked, I am the queen and your boss. Don't test me.
"Don't you look at me like that." Emma said sternly.
I will look at you in any way that I wish.
Henry snorted. "You do know that she's a cat and can't understand you, right?"
"You'd be surprised what she can understand..." Emma half mumbled.
"Are you sure you can't speak to animal like Grandma can?"
Emma nodded. "One hundred percent sure. I have no idea what this cat is thinking." She smiled at Henry and he laughed.
Regina saw that as the perfect opportunity to try and eat the fuzzy ball while Emma was distracted. She glanced up again to make sure that Emma was still busy talking to Henry then started gnawing on the toy. Her little cat jaws moving quickly as to not get caught.
If this was not supposed to be eaten, then why does it smell and taste so good? She chewed faster. I know it's not food but I have to eat it. She held it with her front paws and began pulling at the fluff.
She kept chewing, glancing up at Emma every now and then checking.
She had almost fit the rest of it into her mouth when a hand came down and pulled the toy out. She growled at the loss of her inedible snack and looked up at Emma.
Emma, if you do not-
The blonde was holding the toy as if it wasn't covered in cat saliva. "What did I say?" She asked sternly.
Don't you take that tone with me! How dare you!
The cat stood up and glared at the sheriff defiantly. They both just sat there, both standing their ground.
Henry's snicker broke their staring contest. "Mom, you really need some human friends."
Emma mock laughed and rolled her eyes at their son. "Anyway." She said turning back to the cat. "Now you lost it."
No! Regina turned on her best kitten face and reached for it adorably.
Emma's face softened. "Awww..." but then she quickly sobered and she shook her head. "Nope!" Then she opened her bed side table and threw the ball inside.
You monster! Give it back. Regina thought, stalking closer. I will scratch you!
"What happened to her teddy bear?" Henry asked. "She can chew on that."
Emma looked instantly guilty. Yeah Emma, where is he?
"Uh..." Emma rubbed the back of her neck. "I guess she lost it... She takes it everywhere. We must've left it some place..."
Liar! You did something to him!
"Oh..." Henry said after a moment. "Why didn't you tell me? I could've gotten her another one."
The cat spun around and looked at Henry with big hopeful eyes.
"Oh..." Emma sighed.
"Yeah, I'll go by the pet shop tomorrow after school to pick her up a new one."
"Okay..." Emma sighed again.
The cat looked back at Emma with a smug expression. I win. Then she trotted over to Henry and got into his lap. That's my boy. She rubbed her cheek on him and nuzzled his face.
She looked back at Emma who was watching her with her arms crossed and a raised brow.
What?
Henry's hand came up and started petting her fuzzy coat. He looked up at Emma. "Have you heard anything from my mom?"
Emma's eyes widened and looked at the cat who's eyes had popped open and was staring up at their son. The cat looked at Emma and the Sheriff visibly gulped. The cat tilted her head then her eyes darted to Henry then back to Emma.
Go on, Em. Tell him...
The blonde just sat there frozen. If Regina could face palm she would.
Anytime, Emma...
Henry looked at her with furrowed brows. "Mom?"
Emma, for the love of the Gods!
Emma blinked and appeared to come back to the moment. She looked at Henry and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "No, kid. Sorry but she's okay, I promise."
"How do you know?"
Emma's eyes darted to the black ball of fur in her son's lap then back up to his eyes. She shrugged. "Just do..." Henry frowned and looked down. "Hey." When he looked up she smiled at him, this one more realistic than the last. "Do you trust me?"
He nodded. "Of course."
Emma nodded back and relaxed back against the headboard. "Good. Then trust me when I say everything is going to be okay."
"Okay." He sighed. "You're probably right. I just don't like when I don't hear from her."
The cat nuzzled him again. Oh Henry...
"You will."
"I hope so..." He sat the cat on the bed. "I'm going to go start my homework."
"Henry, you didn't start your homework already?" Emma looked down at her watch. Regina looked scandalized by that as well. "Its almost six."
"Nope." The boy said with smug grin.
Emma smirked. "You have three seconds..." She said reaching for a pillow. His eyes widened and he laughed. He turned around and ran for the door. "One!" She said as she launch the pillow at him.
He ducked and it hit the door. He stood up and looked back at her. "You said three..."
"No I said you had to three." She said grabbing another one. "I never said I was going to wait until three to throw it."
"That's not fair." The teenager whined.
"Life's not fair, kid. Better to learn that from your moms than out there."
Regina scoffed mentally. Speak for yourself.
Henry snorted and Emma raised the pillow threateningly. Henry made a broken squeak sound, swung the door open and slipped out, closing it behind him. Emma grinned and winked at the cat.
Wow... Regina rolled her eyes.
The door cracked open and Emma threw the pillow with perfect precision, hitting him square in the face.
He made a little oomph sound as it made contact and laughed as it hit the floor. He stuck his tongue out and closed the door as she reached for another.
She chuckled. "That's what I thought." Her laugh died as her eyes landed on the cat who was watching her with a judgemental look in her eyes. "What?"
Um... you were supposed to tell our son that I'm a cat so that he would stop worrying... which doesn't exactly make a lot of sense when you really think about it but anyway...
Emma climbed out of the bed and went about gathering the pillows that she had thrown. She looked at the cat as she brought them back and sat them on the bed.
The cat was still staring at her. She sighed and hung her head. "I chickened out, okay?" She snapped. She huffed out a breath as she plopped onto the bed beside Regina. She pushed her fingers through her hair. "How can I not chicken out in telling my son that his mother is a cat?"
Uh...
"Don't answer that..."
Um...
"I'll tell him..." Emma sighed. The cat gave her a skeptical look. "I will!"
Sure, Emma. Just figure something out before our son worries himself to death.
Emma reached over and pulled Regina into her lap. "It'll be fine."
The cat snuggled against Emma, a gesture that seemed so natural at this point. We'll see.
Emma only had to be called down to dinner once. She got up and left a sleeping Regina on the bed where she had been curled up with her. The cat had practically passed out which happened often. She'd feel like she needed a nap, everything would go black and she would wake up with no memory of even falling asleep. Sometimes in a completely different part of the apartment. She was just thankful that she was still in Emma's bed this time.
It didn't take long for Regina to notice the lack of warmth against her body and it took even shorter than that to register that the reason for that was because Emma abandoned her.
She opened her eyes and rolled over onto her other side and her suspicions were confirmed. Emma had left her.
I must say, Emma. I've never envisioned you as the type to sneak out while the lady is asleep...
Regina stretched and yawned, stretching out her tiny legs. Then she stood up. She stretched again, each leg. First the front legs then the back legs. Then she arched her back, stretching that. She shook her coat out. Feeling wide awake, she turned towards the door and she noticed that it was slightly ajar. Clearly Emma left it open for her.
Her little tummy rumbled. Okay, okay, quiet. She thought to it and jumped down from the bed onto the floor.
She strolled over to the door and slipped out into the dimly lit hallway. She had been all over the Charmings' apartment in her human life but from this angle and height, it looked much bigger than it actually was.
She walked down the hall, which felt more like walking through the endless forest with her small legs. The bell on her collar jingling with each step. She hated that thing. It was so noisy, it attracted too much attention and it made Neal think she was a toy. She had to find some way to get rid of it.
She reached the stairs after what felt like an hour which was probably about two minutes. She eyed them warily. Every single time she has ever come up and down the stairs, someone had carried her. She has never truly attempted the trip down the stairs on her own but there's a first time for everything.
She looked at the first step. She tilted her head and tried to come up with a plan. If she has climbed a marble staircase in six inch heels or walked over a grate in the same, she could do this. With that thought in mind she lifted one paw and placed it onto the step.
Okay that worked. She thought as she did the same with the other. Her front half on the step below. She took a deep breath and lowered her back feet to the step as well. She teetered for a moment in the awkward position she was in, her heart almost stopped but she quickly caught herself. Okay, one down. She thought in relief.
She looked down and saw how many more there were and she groaned internally. There are so many. She had half a mind to turn back around but her tummy grumbled again. Realizing she had no choice but to feed the little rumbling thing, she continued on.
She took the same cautious steps down. Only almost losing her footing once. It took longer than she would have liked but at least she survived the trip down... well, almost.
Upon reaching the second to last step, she got her paws tangled and stumbled a little, landing less than gracefully on the bottom floor. Slightly stunned, she stood up and shook her coat out. She looked back at the mountain she had just descended and nodded, she was proud of herself.
There was obviously nothing she couldn't do.
She smirked in her head as she trotted over to the dinner table. The sound of her collar attracting the attention of its occupants.
"Awww, look who's awake." Snow cooed and Regina rolled her eyes. "Did you have a good nap, pretty girl?"
She looked back at Snow and tilted her head. The woman smiled and the cat dipped her head in greeting then continued her trip over to Emma's chair, food being her main thought at the moment. She meowed as she rubbed her side against the Sheriff's leg.
Emma looked down at her and petted her head. They shared a look and Emma stood. Even in this form Emma gets her. "Come on." She said leading the cat to the kitchen.
"You know..." Snow began thoughtfully, watching them both retreat to the kitchen. "The cat only seems to like you..."
"She likes everyone." Emma cut in. She opened the microwave and pulled out a saucer.
"But it seems that she only interacts with you." The woman pointed out.
"And me." Henry added.
Snow nodded and pointed to him. "Right." She said. "And she won't even talk back to me. I keep waiting for her to say something but she refuses." She looked sad for a moment. "Do you think she hates me?"
The cat turned around and looked at her friend. Oh, Snow, I don't hate you but I would like it if you'd stop bathing me and dressing me up.
"Nah." Emma said shaking her head as she scooped the contents of the saucer into the impatient feline's dish. "She's a cat, mom."
Excuse you!
"Animals love me, Emma." Snow said softly.
"Yeah, you're Snow White..." Emma said petting the cat then leaving her to eat her food in peace. She leaned against the kitchen island. "But I doubt the cat has a personal vendetta against you. I found her, so she trusts me. Just give it time. She'll open up to you." She added the last part pointedly at the cat.
Regina just grunted in response then returned to her food dish. Fine. I'll be nicer to her but it's on you if she gives me another bath.
Emma rolled her eyes as if she had heard her and pushed off of the counter. She walked back to the table and plopped back down into her seat.
"Okay, Emma..." Snow said with a smile and patted her daughter's hand. "I'll be patient." Emma smiled and started to say something but before she could, her father cut in.
"Emma," David said and his daughter looked at him with furrowed brows. His tone was more serious than she had ever heard it. "Remember I said I wanted to talk to you?"
"Yep." His serious tone set Emma and Regina on edge but for what exactly, they were unsure. It wasn't like he knew.
"Today I went to Regina's office to check there for her." He didn't see the cat's ears perk up as Emma nodded dumbly. "...and well, what I want to know is... why was Maleficent there?"
Emma sighed in relief. She had almost forgotten about that. She asked Maleficent to play as acting Mayor as if Regina had asked her to. It seemed like a good idea at the time and she had done it before. Maleficent shrugged and agreed.
"What did she say?" Emma asked raising a brow. Wondering how Maleficent played it off.
"Nothing just showed me a note from Regina." He said with a shrug. "Along with an official document, signed by Regina, stating that Maleficent was acting Mayor for the time being." He snapped his fingers as he remembered something else. He pulled something out of his pocket and handed it Emma. "The note was basically Regina asking Maleficent if she could watch the town for a few days because she was taking a break." He shrugged.
She unfolded the crumpled up pieces of paper, she looked at the letter first. That was definitely Regina's handwriting and it sounded like her. It said exactly what her father had said. It was brief and to the point. Regina's style. She then looked at the document. Definitely Regina's signature. "Damn she's good." Emma mumbled to herself. How the hell did she pull that off?
"Emma, honey, did you say something?" Snow asked.
Emma cleared her throat. "I said, that's good. Regina's clearly just relaxing."
"I'm surprised she didn't ask me..." Snow said thoughtfully with a hint of rejection. She plucked the letter from her hands. "I did a pretty good job as mayor."
"Maybe she was afraid you'd try to redecorate again..." Emma mumbled.
"Did you say something?" Snow asked, completely missing what Emma had said. David though, had heard and snorted.
"Oh uh..." Emma frowned. "I said, she knows that you have class, mom."
"And so..." David drawled pointedly and continued his story. "I told her that I needed to speak to Regina regardless... I mean, it's not that I don't trust her... but I don't trust her."
"Okay and what did she say?" Snow pressed, leaning forward, clearly anxious.
He shrugged. "She said no problem. Regina's supposed to swing by tomorrow and check in on her."
"Well, that's good." Snow sighed. "At least we can actually see her."
"Yep." David said, wiping his mouth with a napkin. He turned to his daughter. "Wanna take a ride with me tomorrow? Me, you and officer Bella?"
Emma shrugged. "Sure. I don't see why not?"
Emma seemed calm and collected on the outside but she was freaking out on the inside. What even was Maleficent thinking? How can she pull that off if Regina is a... um... cat?
This whole plan was going to go to hell and it was all because Emma was too chicken to tell the truth. Maybe she should come clean now. It'll be easier that way. Maybe...
She opened her mouth to let all of the words fall out but Henry, who had been quiet for most of the conversation, cut her off.
"And ask my mom why she isn't answering my calls." He said simply. He didn't sound upset, just worried. "Is there something wrong with her phone?"
"That must be it, kid." Emma said awkwardly. She rubbed the back of her neck and glanced at the cat that was watching her with large worried eyes. "We'll uh... find out tomorrow..."
"Okay." Henry said with a small smile. She tried to return it. To say that they were in some real sugar-honey-iced-tea would be an understatement.
"So..." Snow said smiling at her oldest child. "Now that we know that Regina is okay. Tell me about your day, Emma. What did you and officer Bella do?"
Emma casted another glance at the cat. "Uh..."
Emma dropped her towel as soon as she entered the bedroom and being so used to being flashed, Regina covered her eyes before she saw anything. The Sheriff instantly started pacing the room, Regina could hear her feet hitting the floor. She kept her paws securely over her eyes.
"You do realize that we're in some serious shit now, right?" Emma half whined. "I mean, my dad is going to go to your office and expect to see you... and if you aren't there, which you obviously won't be because..." She waved her hands at the cat that was still covering her face with her paws. "You're a freaking cat."
I'm well aware of my species at the current time, Emma!
"And if my dad doesn't see you, he'll think she ate you or something."
Regina smirked mentally because she knew that if she could speak, she would have said something that would have definitely made Emma blush. I wouldn't be surprised quite frankly, even though Mal is one of my oldest friends. I wouldn't put it passed Charming accusing her of harming me.
"What are we going to do?" Emma groaned. "I mean, we're royally fucked."
Again Regina wished she could speak because what she was thinking would have caused Emma to turn the brightest shade of red imaginable. Instead she snorted.
"And telling Henry's out of the question."
Not exactly, you could always-
"I mean, he already thinks you're ignoring him. What if he thinks the dragon lady offed you?"
Emma, calm down and for the love of God, put some clothes on so I can look at you. If I know anything, it's that Maleficent always has a plan.
"How the hell are we going to explain any of this? This is a disaster."
Oh is it? Excuse me but you are not the one who's walking around on four legs and has a chronic hairball condition. It's me.
Emma stopped pacing and sighed heavily.
The cat felt the bed dip beside her, she sat up and opened her eyes but slammed them back shut when she discovered that Emma was still nude. Oh god, Emma. Please put some clothes on. I can't sit like this all night.
Emma scoffed as her hand started petting the cat. "Seriously, Regina, my nakedness is the least of our problems right now."
I beg to differ.
Emma sighed and got up. Regina prayed that she was going to put some clothes on. She heard the drawer open and she sighed in relief.
She wasn't that stressed out about it. She knew that Maleficent would most likely have a plan. Would that plan solve everything? Of course not but it could buy them time. Emma just needed to calm down.
"Okay, you can look." Emma said. Regina uncovered her fuzzy face and looked up at Emma. She was dressed but barely. Clad in the tiniest shorts Regina had ever seen, along with a tight tanktop and completely braless. But she was wearing something thankfully.
"I mean, I know I'm freaking out. I'm sorry and if you were human, you would probably slap me and tell me to snap out of it."
The cat made a snorting sound. True but do you need that because if you lean down a little, I can probably still help you in this form. She raised her little black paw, her big innocent eyes twinkled with excitement.
"You would just love to slap me, wouldn't you?" Emma crossed her arms and grinned down at the cat.
The cat nodded. Just a little.
"Well I'm not letting you." She said with a chuckle. It turned into a groan as she plopped onto the bed and fell back onto her back. She covered her eyes with her arm. "Did I mention how much trouble we're in?"
Just a couple hundred times.
Regina watched Emma with her head tilted. She was obviously distressed and for some reason that caused the cat inside of her to come out. It overpowered every human part of her in its need to comfort.
She leapt up on to Emma's chest and sat down. She stared down at the blonde and tilted her head again. Confused as to why Emma didn't move her arm. She meowed loudly and Emma's other hand shot to her head and started stroking to her tail and back again.
Move your arm, Emma.
She rubbed her head on Emma's chin and she heard the woman laugh. She began purring as she did the same with her cheek. In a moment, she was rubbing her little furry face all over Emma's in an attempt to make her feel better.
She heard Emma laugh again. She looked up at her and was pleased to see that her arm was moved and she could see her eyes.
That's better.
"I'm good." Emma said as she scratched behind her ears. "I'm still stressed but I wont blow a blood vessel or anything. You can relax."
Regina tilted her head again. Then without much thought she leaned in close to Emma's face and before she could stop herself, her tongue darted out and she licked the tip of Emma's nose.
Both of their eyes widened. Oh my god, I just kissed Emma! Oh my god. She sobered up and the human came back. Oh no.
She started to back away and jump down, from pure humiliation and confusion. Why would she want to even kiss Emma? It wasn't all the cat. She could not even pretend that it was. She wanted to. She had been dying to do that since she took that form but why?
"No, wait." Emma said stopping her by wrapping an arm around her. "Dont be... don't feel..." She sighed. "It's okay. It was cute. I know that cats like to lick people to show that they like them. So thank you." She grinned that grin that made Regina want to both lick her again and jump on her face and bite her.
That did help Regina to calm down a little though. Okay. She wanted to question why she emphasis on those certain words but instead she just laid her head down and snuggled it into Emma's neck, hoping to fall asleep before she did something else idiotic. The sheriff's fingers were combing through her fur and the cat started purring again. They were both beginning to calm down.
But of course that didn't last long.
There was a soft knock at the bedroom door. The cat huffed in annoyance and Emma groaned. Both disappointed in their tiny moment of peace being disrupted.
"Yes?" Emma answered and sat up on her elbows, the movement caused the cat to slide down to her stomach.
Regina huffed in annoyance again.
The door opened slightly and in popped Snow's head. "All settled in?"
Emma rolled her eyes fondly. "Yes. Mom. Wanna read me a story?" Snow's eyes widened and a huge smile spread across her face. Emma snorted. "Mom, I was kidding."
Snow laughed. "I know but it wouldn't hurt."
Emma grinned and shook her head. "Maybe another time?"
The woman smiled and waved a hand at her daughter. "Its your loss." She then turned serious. "Okay. Look, I scheduled a playdate for Bella. One of the teachers at the school has two lovely Siamese cats and she's going to bring them over."
Emma looked down at Regina who was looking up at her with big worried eyes. She didn't have to speak to animals to know that the cat was asking for help. "Mom..." She said turning back to her mother. "I don't know if that's such a good idea."
"Nonsense." Snow said waving that off. "She'll be fine. Bella could do with a little interaction with her own species. She loves you, but I think it'll be nice for her to spend some time with her own kind." She then lowered her voice. "You don't want her to get separation anxiety. I know this woman and she has this adorable little cocker spaniel, named Lady. You know Lady, right?" She didn't wait for Emma to respond.
Actually Emma did know Lady. She remembered chasing her and this scruffy gray stray all around Storybrooke one time when the cocker spaniel escaped from her yard. Apparently the two dogs had 'fallen in love'.
Snow waved a hand and continued on. "Well, she gets really nervous whenever her mother leaves her and well... I don't want Bella to get like that."
Regina turned around and looked at Snow then. You've always been overdramatic, Snow White.
Emma didn't bother to tell her mother that she didn't plan on ever leaving the cat alone so instead she just nodded.
"Okay, so I'll let her know that it's still on." Snow said happily.
Emma sighed and rubbed a hand over her face. "Mom..." She groaned.
"Emma, if you're so worried, maybe you should chaperone with me." The woman said hopefully.
Emma shot the cat an apologetic look then turned back to her mother. "We're not getting out of this, are we?"
"Nope." Snow chirped. "It'll be good. You'll see. Just wait until you see her playing with the other kitties and how adorable she looks."
"Fine." Emma sighed. She knew this was a bad idea but once her mother gets an idea, it becomes a thing and there's no getting out of it. She just hates that Regina got sucked into it this time.
Snow smiled and clapped her hands together. "Good." She all but squealed. Emma shook her head. Snow then blew her daughter a kiss. "Good night, girls."
Emma smiled. "Night mom."
Snow waved at them then backed out of the room, shutting the door. Emma shook her head and turned back to the cat. "Sorry about that but my mom... she's... we'll figure something out."
You better because I refuse to spend time with any flea bags. She thought as she jumped down from Emma's stomach.
"Honestly, I'm too tired to deal with this right now." Emma sighed. "Let's just get some rest because I have a feeling tomorrow's going to be a long day."
Every day is a long one for us, Emma but I supposed you're right. I could use some sleep.
Emma moved up the bed and slid under the sheets. She adjusted Regina's pillow then motioned for her to come over. She didn't have to be told twice. She hopped onto the pillow and snuggled close to Emma's side.
She rested her head on Emma's chest and sighed. Finally allowing herself to relax.
Emma settled back against the pillows and sighed as well. She smirked to herself at what she was about to do. "Good night, my little jealous queen."
Regina's head snapped up and she looked at Emma, eyes wide and slack jawed. The blonde's eyes were closed with the faintest of smiles on her lips.
Regina huffed and laid her head back down, grumbling in her mind. Okay you win this round, Sheriff, but just wait until I get my human body back.
Just you wait...
Thanks for reading!
Oh my god. This secret is getting so messy. lol. I didn't mean for it to but hey, I'm going to roll with it.
This chapter was mostly from Regina's point of view but I feel like Emma is catching on... idk... Regina on the other hand... well...
Have you guessed who the cats are that Regina is supposed to be having a play date with, yet?
Also you guys can tell me if there's anything you want to see cat Regina do or anyone you want to see her interact with. I take prompts for this story. You can drop it in the reviews or a pm.
But again. Thanks for reading. Please review. See ya at the next update. :)