So I don't know if any of you saw Lana's picture of her writing on Fred's forehead, but I nearly died. If she isn't perfection, I don't know what is. Anyway, I was going to do something with that anyway, and then Emanuelle Cristine reviewed a prompt for it, so this chapter is for you, darling :)
Regina was no longer the Evil Queen. That much was for certain. But that didn't mean that she couldn't still have fun being wicked.
Emma, unfortunately, had fallen asleep when Regina was feeling the need to pull a prank. Emma had gotten used to Regina's pranks by now, but that was when she was awake. This was the first time that Regina would be attacking her wife as she was sleeping.
Regina stifled a chuckle as she got up off of the couch. She had the perfect thing planned. Not that Emma would think so.
Walking into her bathroom, Regina dug through her makeup bag until she found her eyeliner pencil. This was going to be fun.
Emma woke up from her nap feeling refreshed. As she stretched, she immediately noticed Regina's facial expression. Her wife only made that face when she had just pulled a prank on someone.
"Who was your victim this time?" Emma asked, voice still rough from sleep.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Regina said. She stretched before getting up off of the couch.
"You have that look on your face," Emma accused. "You only have that look on your face when you've just pranked someone. It's a combination of pride, smugness, and giddiness."
Regina smirked. "It was a good one this time," she said.
"Aha!" Emma exclaimed. "So you did do something!"
Regina chuckled. "You caught me," she said.
"So what'd you do?" Emma asked. "And who's the victim?"
"Not telling," Regina said. "I have a feeling that you'll find out soon enough."
Emma had no idea what was going on. She and Regina had gone on their usual lunch date at Granny's, but everyone was staring at her.
"Why is everyone staring at me?" Emma asked. Regina had to bite her tongue to keep from laughing. She was honestly surprised that Emma had managed not to look in a mirror yet.
"No idea dear," Regina said. She went back to eating, simply to keep herself from laughing. Emma looked ridiculous.
"Hey Em," Ruby said, coming up to the table.
"Hey Ruby," Emma said. "Any idea why everyone at the diner is staring at me?"
Ruby laughed. "You might want to go take a look in a mirror."
Emma's eyes widened as she ran to the diner bathroom. She heard Regina and Ruby laughing behind her.
Emma ran to the mirror and gasped. The tip of her nose was colored black, with whiskers drawn onto her cheeks. "Regina," Emma growled.
Grabbing some paper towels, Emma got them wet before scrubbing her face. At least Regina had used something that washed off. Emma dried her face before leaving the bathroom and marching back to the table.
"Guess I know who the victim was," Emma said drily. Regina started laughing again.
"I'm sorry dear," she said. "I couldn't help myself."
"Yeah, yeah," Emma said. "I'm gonna get you back."
"Emma!" Regina called. "Where are my shoes?"
"What shoes?" Emma asked, coming into the room.
"All of my heels. They're gone," Regina said. "Do you know where they are?"
Emma smirked. "I might," she said. "But you know, I seem to remember someone drawing a cat face on me while I was sleeping."
Regina's draw dropped. "You took my shoes? That's just plain evil!"
Emma smiled. "I can be just as wicked as you," she said. "You were right. Playing pranks is wickedly fun."