"I made sure to do the tests twice so that nobody could claim that there was any mistakes when reading the results. You know how to reach me if you have any questions."
The small group went to Emmas apartment and they sat in the living room. Emma and Regina were sitting in chairs close to each other. Snow and Charming were sitting on the loveseat together.
Emma looked down at her letter a bit nervously. This was probably the first if not second time that she had been tested. She was clean the first time, but that was years ago.
Regina had her envelope sitting on the table and although she did use whatever protection was available to her in the Enchanted Forest, she wasn't so sure of her results now.
The Charmings were completely calm during this whole ordeal and Snow was smiling.
Emma took a deep breath, "On the count of three, we'll open them and everyone can see the results."
The moment of truth had finally come and the expressions on their faces were very mixed.
Emma read it and grinned, "I have never been so happy to fail a test in my life."
Regina smirked and looked at Emma, "I can see us spending a lot of time in your basement together."
Emma raised an eyebrow, "What did you do to my basement?"
"Aren't you supposed to be asking about what I'm going to do to your 'basement'?"
Snow had a look of horror on her face and dropped the paper onto the coffee table.
Charming's hands were shaking as he held the paper in his hands.
"From your reactions, I can tell that you two didn't receive the results that you wanted."
"H-How is this possible? Charming, you've been the only person that I have been with!"
Charming tried to hide behind his paper, but Snow grabbed it from his hands.
"Charming, you have something you want to tell me?"
"Snow, I'm so sorry! I was engaged with Katherine and you know how she can very demanding. I was taken advantage of and it's embarrassing to admit what had happened to me."
"I thought we weren't going to have anymore secrets!"
"How was I supposed to know that she caught something?"
"This is all your damn fault, Charming!"
Emma magicked her toaster into her lap as she watched her parents fight.
"I love how the tables have turned, Snow. I will enjoy every second that I will be spending with your daughter in the next ten minutes or so. I will make sure that you can hear every glorious sound that she'll make too. Are you a screamer, Emma?"
The blonde pretended that she didn't hear Regina and kept fiddling with her toaster.
Snow stood up, picked up one of her paintings, and was going to launch it at Regina.
Instead, she had surprised everyone by raising it above Charming's head. He jumped off the couch and was trying to make it to the door.
Snow charged at him and was about to throw it when there was a loud bang.
Emma had stood up to throw her toaster through the painting and it had slammed against the wall.
"Aww shit, there goes my toaster! You better be pretty damn grateful Dad that I sacrificed my toaster to save your life."
"I can take care of myself, Emma. I promise to buy you a new toaster too after."
Snow lowered her painting and was beginning to get teary eyed, "I thought you said that this was your favorite painting, Emma."
"I lied, but it was only because I didn't want to hurt your feelings. Plus, Dad told me that if you made another one of those paintings that he would use them as target practice."
"I said no such thing! Snow, you have to believe me!"
"Right now, I can't believe anything you said. What else have you not told me about? Do you like my cooking?"
Charming swallowed nervously and ran out of the room with a pissed off Snow on his heels.
Regina stood up and looked at Emma, "I think now is the perfect chance to show you how I upgraded your basement."
"When you say 'upgraded', do you mean that you turned it into the 'red room' or whatever the hell it's called?"
"Did you just quote that pathetic excuse known as reading material?"
"Ruby was reading it and was telling me all about it. She made sure to spare no detail."
Regina sighed, "I think you need to spend less time with Miss Lucas if she's going to share that with you and call it literature."
"Enough talk about Fifty Shades of Grey already!"
The two of them vanished while leaving a mix of purple and white smoke with gold mixed in.