From the moment that Emma had brought Cuddles home; Regina knew that he was going to be an issue. It wasn't that she didn't like cats; she just knew that he was going to bring trouble.

And like with most things, Regina was right. Cuddles was named for what he did best: cuddle. Only problem was that he seemed to want to cuddle at the most inconvenient times.

Today was no exception. Regina had decided to work from home since Henry had the flu, and she was sure that Cuddles would want to spend the day curled up on Henry's bed with him. But no, Cuddles decided that he would rather spend his day annoying Regina.

She was right in the middle of typing an email to Archie about a therapy session when Cuddles decided to jump onto her desk. Normally Regina would pick him up and place him on the floor, but she was too busy with her email.

Cuddles saw this, and walked over to her, nudging her hand that was the closest to him. When she still didn't pay him any attention, Cuddles got desperate. He stepped over Regina's arm, walking neatly across her keyboard.

"Cuddles!" Regina scolded. She picked him up and plopped him on the floor. "Go cuddle with Henry if you want to be petted so badly."

Cuddles looked and her and meowed. Regina lightly nudged him towards the stairs with her foot, indicating that it was time for him to go.

As he left the room, Regina looked back at her email. She sighed at all that Cuddles had typed. Instead of "Would Thursday work?" Cuddles had typed "jfkdowienk".

"What was that sigh for?" Emma asked, walking into the room.

Regina jumped. "What are you doing home? I thought you were working the whole day."

"I am," Emma said, sitting down next to her. "I just came home for my lunch break. How's Henry?"

"Doing better," Regina said. "I actually convinced him to eat some crackers earlier, and he kept them down. I think it's working its way out of his system."

"Good," Emma said. "I would hate for this to be passed on."

"Agreed, but there's not really anyone to pass it on to besides Cuddles. I haven't touched him since his vomiting began," Regina said.

"How's things with Cuddles going?" Emma asked. "He annoying you very much?"

"Yes," Regina said. "Look at my email."

Emma looked at what Cuddles had typed before bursting out laughing. "That is awesome. He just wants some love, and you weren't giving it."

"I was busy!" Regina protested.

Emma just smiled. "He doesn't care. He's like a little kid. You have to give him attention whenever he wants it, or he takes desperate measures."

"Well I can see that," Regina scoffed.

Cuddles chose that moment to come downstairs, and immediately ran over to Emma upon seeing her. Emma smiled and scooped him up.

"See?" Emma asked. "I indulge his need for attention, and he loves me for it."

Regina rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I have more important things to do than cuddle with the cat."

"There's nothing more important," Emma cooed to Cuddles, scratching his favorite spot under his chin.

Regina chuckled. "As long as you're keeping him occupied, I have no problem with you cuddling him."

Emma smirked before setting Cuddles right in Regina's lap. "I actually have to get back to work. Bye!"

Regina's jaw dropped. Emma quickly left the room before she could get in any trouble, although she did feel Regina's glare.

Regina looked down at Cuddles, who was happily settling down on her lap. "I have black pants on," she groaned.

Cuddles just purred and looked up at her as if saying, "Deal with it."

Regina sighed before going back to work, Cuddles sleeping in her lap. She may have white cat fur on her pants later, but a lint roller could fix that. After all, who doesn't love a good cat cuddle?

Cuddles is based off of my own cat, who can't go a minute without being on someone's lap.