This chapter is for AngieSashaLanaFan7810157277 with the prompt "The Dentist"

"You have a dentist appointment today," Regina said, sitting next to Emma at the table.

"Do I?" Emma asked. "I don't remember scheduling one. Are you sure?"

"Pretty sure, considering I'm the one who scheduled it for you," Regina said. "Otherwise you wouldn't go at all."

"Because I don't want to go," Emma said, pouting. "It's not natural to have people touching inside your mouth."

Regina chuckled. "They're helping you. If you didn't go in, that cavity in your mouth would just get worse. As would the pain."

"What pain?" Emma asked, looking away from her. "There's no pain."

Regina rolled her eyes. "Stop being so stubborn. Your appointment is at 2. Don't make me come get you."

"Fine," Emma huffed.

Regina smiled before kissing her gently. "I'll see you later. Be good for the dentist."

Emma sat in the sheriff station, glancing at the clock. It was almost 2, but she had no plans of actually going to the dentist. She glanced over and saw David texting, probably taking a break from the loads of paperwork that they had to complete.

The clock struck 2 and Emma breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't go now anyway. And she could just tell Regina that she had gotten caught up in her paperwork. Another dentist appointment successfully averted.

Suddenly in a cloud of purple smoke, Regina appeared. Emma jumped at her sudden appearance before ducking under her desk. Regina rolled her eyes before walking behind the desk. "What are you doing?" she asked.

"Hiding," Emma said. "If I can't see you, you can't see me."

"That's not how this works," Regina said. "Come out already."

"Is that a lesbian quip?" Emma teased, hoping to distract her. David snorted from his desk.

"You're under a desk, not in a closet," Regina said. "Be reasonable. Now get out from under the desk. You have a dentist appointment."

"Shouldn't you be at work?" Emma asked.

"Yes, but I had a feeling that you weren't going to go to your appointment, so I came here to make sure you did," Regina said.

Emma smiled guiltily. "Sorry. But not that sorry."

Regina laughed. "I know that you're not sorry. Now let's go, or you'll be late."

Emma looked at her in confusion. "Aren't I already late? You said the appointment was at 2."

"I did," Regina agreed. "That doesn't mean that it's actually at 2."

Emma's jaw dropped. "You lied to me? That's just mean!"

"They don't call me the Evil Queen for nothing," Regina said. "Your appointment is actually at 2:30, which means that we have 20 minutes to get there. So come on. Out from under the desk."

Emma sighed. "I don't want to."

"I know," Regina said. "But you have to." She held her hand out, which Emma reluctantly took with a sigh.

"Trust me, you'll feel much better after you get it fixed," Regina said, kissing her on the cheek.

"I'm still slightly offended that you lied to me about what time it was," Emma huffed.

Regina laughed. "I'm sorry. But I knew that if I told you the actual time, I wouldn't have time to get you to go."

Emma sighed. "I guess you're not wrong."

"It was nice knowing you," David teased from his desk.

"David!" Regina scolded. "The goal is to get her to actually go."

Emma laughed. "It's not like I actually have a choice. But thanks Dad."

"Anytime," David said, going back to his paperwork.

Regina rolled her eyes. "Ready to go?"

"If I say no, will you let me stay here?" Emma asked hopefully.

"No," Regina said, grabbing her hand. Before she could protest, Regina poofed them both to the dentist's office.

"See?" Regina asked. "That wasn't so bad, now was it?"

"I can't feel the right side of my mouth," Emma said, poking her cheek. Regina bit her lip to keep from laughing.

"It's not funny!" Emma said. "I can't even pout properly."

Regina laughed. "It'll wear off."

"What if it doesn't?" Emma asked, her eyes widening. "What if the right side of my mouth is numb forever?"

Regina grabbed her hand and squeezed gently. "I promise that it'll wear off."

Emma nodded and relaxed. "Thank you for going with me. Actually, for making me go. I wouldn't have gone if you hadn't forced me to."

"Oh I know," Regina said, smiling. "And you're welcome. Now let's go home. I think you're due for a movie and a good cuddle."

"Can't protest with that," Emma said, following her out of the dentist's office. "Can't protest at all."

I take pride in the fact that I've only ever had one cavity. One was enough.